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[neverjedi]

This is really embarrassing, but I have seriously sprained my ankle.

I can more or less manage, but I can't quite manage carrying things, opening doors, and crutches, yet. I can eat take-out and delivery forever to avoid it, but I need some help with the cat-food and cat litter that got dumped just outside my door.

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[consortofalderaan]

What happened?

Why didn't you text me?

[neverjedi]

I stepped off a curb.

And I didn't text you because it didn't occur to me?

[consortofalderaan]

[Look, he laughed, because he knows how graceful you actually are, Ben. This is a bit ironic.]

What do you need?

[neverjedi]

Forgiveness for being a jackass.

And my cat litter brought inside.

[consortofalderaan]

For what?

I can help with your cat and cat litter. Do you want me to bring you anything else?

[neverjedi]

For not letting you know.

I don't think - actually can you pick up my prescription?

[consortofalderaan]

That doesn't make you a jackass.

And yes. Text me that information and I'll grab it on my way over. What do you want to eat tonight?

[neverjedi]

Sent - thank you.

And I don't.

[consortofalderaan]

Is that because you're not hungry and won't eat? Or do you just not want to think about it and I should just pick something?

[neverjedi]

I'm nauseated. I should probably eat, but I'm not all that interested.

Action?

[consortofalderaan]

Alright. Something simple that won't upset you more.

I'll be there soon.

Yes, please.

[neverjedi]

Sure. Just let yourself in when you get here.

[ He got the door unlocked for Bail, then just curled up on the couch. Yes, curled up, ankle brace and all. Crutches were on the floor beside him, so he could move if he needed to. Miserable enough to not want to. ]

Re: Yes, please.

[consortofalderaan]

[Bail was quick about picking up Ben's perscription and then food for the evening, which included soup and ginger ale. Things he knew were generally gentle on a person's stomach.

He let himself into Ben's apartment. One look at Ben and Bail was sending him a sympathic smile. Ben was easily the most adorable man in pain Bail had ever seen.

He set the bags on the counter and fished out the meds and a can of ginger ale before going to Ben. He opened the can and held it out for Ben, and then, when his hand was free, he opened med bottle for Ben.]

Do you want me to get you a glass of ice for the rest of the ginger ale?

[neverjedi]

He took the can of soda and then fished a painkiller out of the open bottle. He immediately took the painkiller, and shook his head.

"No. I just want you to sit down so I can be pathetic and use you as a pillow."

At least he was communicating well?

[consortofalderaan]

"I'm going to get you the soup I bought, first," Bail said. "Then you can use me as your pillow all you want."

And before Ben could protest- well, Ben could protest, but Bail was already moving back towards the kitchen counter. He'd gotten take out (from that soup and salad place they'd first started their relationship). He found a spoon, grabbed the take-out tub, and then returned to the couch.

"Sit up, so I can sit down."

[neverjedi]

He knew damn well that he needed to eat with the pain killer but he was - not super interested. He sighed and sat up so Bail could sit, and while he was still up reached for the soup.

"Are you sure you're not upset that I didn't call you sooner?"

...He's submissive and in pain. There was going to be some emotional wobbling.

[consortofalderaan]

Bail sat down, and grabbed a throw pillow to make his lap even more comfortable.

"I am not upset," he said, reassuringly. "I... just assumed we were at that place in our relationship where we'd call or text one another if something like this happened. If you aren't there, that's okay. It's nothing to be upset over, especially when you're hurt. That comes first."

[neverjedi]

He doesn't make use of Bail's lap just yet, because he's trying to get at least half that container of soup down and doesn't trust himself not to spill if he's more reclined.

"I'm not sure there is any point where it would have occurred to me naturally. That you asked why I didn't means at least I'll pay attention in the future."

[consortofalderaan]

"You know you don't have to drink that soup in one gulp, right?" Bail asked.

He was thinking about a question to ask Ben, he was just trying to find a way to ask it without being misundertsood.

[neverjedi]

"Yeah, but the faster I'm done the faster I can stop eating and can use you as a pillow."

Probably not the best attitude toward food but there were extenuating circumstances, in a serious way.

He looked curious, though, half-sensing Bail was trying to work up to something.

[consortofalderaan]

"Just don't add choaking on soup to your list of injuries, today," Bail said. His lap would still be there in five minutes or ten minutes.

As for the question he was trying to form in his mind...

He decided to just be direct because by now, Bail had learned it was the best approach with Ben.

"How many serious relationships have you had?"

[neverjedi]

He set the soup on the coffee table and leaned in against Bail, waiting for his painkillers to truly take effect and thinking about that question.

"I suppose that depends on how you define serious. I've had a couple where we lived together, at least nominally, but that was also at a time when travel was happening a lot."

[consortofalderaan]

"So what is the dynamic that you are used to for a serious relationship?" Bail asked, curious. There was nothing acusatory in his tone, he just wanted to know what Ben thought. "What I mean is, what do you expect?"

[neverjedi]

"I don't know that I really have expectations. Both of those relationships worked differently, because they were with different people." Which wasn't an evasion just - he doesn't know how to answer the question.

[consortofalderaan]

"What expectations do you want for us?" He wasn't trying to pry into Ben's previous relationships, he just wanted to know what Ben wanted for them.