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When he wakes up, the blinding intensity of sunlight makes him think twice about actually opening his eyes. His head hurts and his shoulder kills, there’s a steady throb there, and luckily for him, as he shifts his head across the pillow, Eddie is there. He’s asleep. But he’s seated comfortably, or uncomfortably as it may be in the chair, his curls are loose and upturned and he looks just so damn pretty. A few strands hang over the black eye patch and the pirate look is carried off even better.
“You’re the cutest pirate I’ve ever seen.” Jake grunts.
Eddie is out of the chair and by his side in a second. Questions fire out of his mouth like machine gun bullets, forcing Jake to roll his eyes and slide deeper into the pillows. “Dude, I’m fine.”
“Really?” Eddie surprises Jake by finally taking a breath.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
A few days later, as the healthcare system would have it, Jake is released and Eddie is right there beside him. Jake’s sure Eddie should be doing something else, possibly worrying about his friends or being an emotional wreck or something; instead, Eddie worries about him.
It’s kind of fun, a little cool, and definitely sexy.
Outside the hospital, he’s happy to finally get a cigarette again. He lights up and turns to watch Eddie’s concerned gaze. “We could share a cab.” He says with his cigarette dangling from his lip.
“Where you headed??” Eddie asks, while gazing out his window.
Jake gives him an obvious look. “To your place. I need to pick up my bike.”
Eddie looks at Jake’s arm inside the sling. “You really think you could control your bike like that?...I’m not saying that you can’t--” Eddie rambles, blushing ever so much under the scrutiny of Jake’s dark eyes.
Jake leans over, the motion so fluid and fast, Eddie barely has a second to flinch back. “I can do a lot of things with just one arm.”
They pull up to the apartment and Eddie remains inside the car. Jake walks over to his bike to inspect it. He turns around expecting to see Eddie on his heels, instead he sees the other man seating rigidly in the backseat, eyes completely averted from the sight of the apartment building.
Seeing that Eddie isn’t getting out of the cab, Jake leans down into the window. “I hope you know this isn’t over. I don’t get stabbed in the shoulder for one night stands.”
“Really?” Eddie asks.
Quickly, Jake kisses Eddie’s lips and pulls back, leaving Eddie breathless. “I’m already good for a second date.”