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One Thousand Club
'You're nothing like him'

Wade didn't think any words could ever relieve him more than that.

He tried to look offended when Azrael insisted she was right, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Oh, I'll admit you know more than me about medical stuff, and you definitely know more big words than me, but I'm pretty sure I'm right about things sometimes too. Like Lev. You took my advice, it seems," he said, his voice cheeky.

It was hard to hear that he was a good person without immediately deflecting it. But he had been trying lately.

"Maybe not that, but I did make one of the interns cry by pulling out his headphones when he was watching porn in the office," he said grinning. "Guy quit the next week."

He settled after that, going a bit quiet. Right. He had people here for him. He didn't want to get them involved in his messes, but maybe he should rely on them a little more.

He licked his lips, then nodded.

"Yeah," he said after a long moment. "I-- I'll keep that in mind, when it gets... when it gets really bad."

He was quiet for a moment, then shifted, squirming a bit.

"Would... Ok, this is a weird change of subject, but do you think you and Thea would want to come over some time? It's been a long time since I played the piano for friends."


Nerdy Vampire
Azrael humphed. "I'm sure you know big programing words. None of them are as fun as juxtaglomerular, though."

Azrael flicked Wade. He didn't have to be so smug that she had taken his advice. "Yes, well, you can understand my hesitation with the whole mafia family thing," she grumbled. "But... yes. It was good advice. And. I appreciate it. It made me think that maybe... maybe I could."

She shrugged, feeling a little stupid and fuzzy.

At the mention of the intern who watched porn, Azrael screwed up her face. "Well, they deserved that."

She leaned next to him, enjoying the quiet and the contact. "Or when it just gets bad. You don't have to wait until it gets really bad."

But, ultimately, she just hoped she had become another option for him. She hoped it was the option where he was call or ask to come over, but it if was the option that involved her getting him and taking him home so she could nurse him back to health, she was okay with that. As long as she was an option.

Her surprise was almost so complete that she held her breath for a second. He was... inviting her over? To his home? First Lev, now Wade? She opened and closed her mouth several times before remembering how to talk.

"I'm honored. Yes, I would like that very much. And I'm sure Thea would, as well. I'll ask them. We really enjoyed your playing last night."


One Thousand Club
Wade gave Azrael another smile.

"Maybe, but I could beat you any day at interpreting java," he shot back. He considered asking what juxtaglomerular meant, but then decided it was probably gross and he didn't want to know.

Besides, he was too busy being smug, and maybe a little proud.

"Yeah. I mean, it's hard. Lev doesn't know who my dad is. Nobody knows besides people I went to school with. But I told him about the things he did when we became friends. Lev never judged me. He just... He tried to help me, when I wanted it. When I didn't, he was just a friend. He's a great guy that way. He likes to help everyone. At first I thought he was just trying to fix people, you know? Like be a hero or whatever, but... he just genuinely wants to see the people around him happy. He's one of a kind."

He smiled softly, because Lev had fallen into his life when he had needed him most, and he wouldn't trade him for the world.

He went quiet then, but flushed when Azrael expressed her surprise.

"I mean," he began, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "It's been a while since I've just played for friends. When I feel really down, I perform at the club, and it's fine, but... Sometimes I just want to play casually for a small audience. It's different, playing for people who ca-- know you."

He grimaced at the way that he had automatically corrected himself. He shouldn't do that, but it was a hard habit to break.


Nerdy Vampire
"I hear 'java' and I think coffee," Azrael agreed. "So I think you are probably right on that account."

Azrael's expression was a bit chagrined but it softened as Wade talked about Lev. It was good knowing he knew Wade's dad was a horrible person and still wanted to associate with him. It gave her a little hope, anyway. Her lips twitched.

"If you're trying to talk him up, I'm already sold," she said, her tone dry but her smirk pleased. "I am glad you rely on him, though. That's good."

Azrael chuckled as he got all embarrassed. He was such a dork. Such a loud dork.

"Yes, I'm sure it is nice playing for people who care about you." Her favorite professor in undergrad had always repeated things back to her students but with the corrections in it, and Azrael had always thought that was helpful. And anyway, he might just need verbal affirmation. "I certainly would love to come and listen, and I'm sure Thea would as well. Just set a date and we'll be there."


One Thousand Club
Wade pressed one hand to his chest in mock distress.

"If you were anyone else, I'd be offended," he said, because he had taught himself java and every other programming language he knew. It had been hard, but he knew it wasn't really common knowledge. "I'm only not offended because I know you're, you know. A vampire and all that. Bet you grew up in a gothic castle using candles to read creepy horror novels, not playing around with a computer or an atari."

His tone was joking, and he smiled so she didn't think he was actually serious.

He was also glad she was giving Lev a chance, and that she seemed to like him.

"I don't need to talk Lev up. He talks himself up. He's, like, too good. I would say he's a boyscout, but I don't think he's ever actually been in the wilderness for more than five minutes. Hope you don't mind being the one to squish the spiders in the relationship."

Lev would probably kill him for telling her that, but hey, there was nothing wrong with being afraid of spiders.

He opened his mouth to protest her correction, but he couldn't do that without looking like a dick. And anyways, it was true.

"O-ok then. I guess... This weekend, if that works. Or next weekend. I should probably clean first..."

He shoved his hands into his pockets, staring down at the desk in front of him.

"Anyways, I... I'm sorry about earlier. And thanks, you know. For checking on me."


Nerdy Vampire
Azrael snorted. Right. He thought he was joking, but he was partially right. Her house had been styled after a gothic castle, and they had electricity. And she hated horror. Horror novels were ok, but she did not like horror movies. She had watched one with her cousins and she had hidden behind her hands the whole time.

"Oh, so spiders are his kryptonite? Good to know. At least I have spider-squishing skills to offer." She knew she was doing what she had just told Wade not to do, but she honestly wasn't sure what Lev thought he was getting. She was a good doctor, but this was a relationship, not a hospital.

Azrael chuckled. "Well, you let us know when you get your apartment cleaned. I can bring drinks. I'll let Lev and Thea handle the cooking."

She almost told him that no apology was needed. But, he had made her a little mad and he was apologizing. Azrael nodded. "Apology accepted and forgiveness granted. And you're welcome. I'm happy to do it."

Straightening, she stretched. "Well, I have notes to type up and I'm sure you have java to code. I'll see you for lunch."

Azrael stepped outside of Wade's office and spotted Rowan, who looked like someone had just told him the day he would die. "Mr. Shepard? Everything alright?"

Rowan flushed. "Oh, uh..."

Azrael arched an eyebrow, watching him try to lie to her.

He finally got away with, "It's fine."

"Are you lying to me, Mr. Shepard?" she asked, and he hunched his shoulders as if trying to make himself look smaller.

"I may have forgotten my lunch and my wallet," he admitted. "Neither are in my bag. I forgot to grab them from my counter."

Azrael sort of wanted to put "handle with care" tape on him. He was a disaster. "Come to my office at lunch. I can help you out."

Rowan flushed even deeper. "Thanks, Dr. Drake."

She smiled, shaking her head. "Happy to help. See you in a little while."

"Yes! I'll be there! Thank you."


One Thousand Club
"You have a lot more than that," Wade added, but he didn't push it. She wanted to go do doctorly things, and he was feeling a lot better, so he'd let her. "I'll shoot you a text, I guess. And I'll probably see you soon when Lev comes by with lunch."

Which would probably be soon. They had been talking for a little while, and the whole thing had taken up more time than he'd thought.

He peeked out the door when Azrael confronted Rowan, his eyebrows drawing together. It wasn't his job to pry, and he had just promised that he wasn't going to take on everyone's problems anymore. But the kid looked kind of distraught.

"Everything good, Newbie?" He asked, toeing open his office door and peeking his head out once Azrael was gone. "Your rash bothering you again? Because if you don't go down to the clinic voluntarily, I will drag you there to get it looked at."


Nerdy Vampire
Rowan startled slightly when Wade spoke to him. He had just gotten out of Dr. Drake's line of sight and now here was his boss. He felt heat rushing to his face when Wade threatened to drag him down to the clinic.

"No! No, not the rash. That's cleared up. Or... the old one is. I've got a new one on my hand but I've got the cream. The cream works great. Makes it feel better instantly."

Rowan cleared his throat, shifting. He had thought perhaps his inability to lie to the doctor was her intense gaze. But Wade wasn't as scary as her--or, maybe he was scary but just in a different way.

"Fine, it's fine," he added. He winced. It sounded so fake.

Clearing his throat, Rowan admitted, "I forgot my lunch and wallet at home. It's fine, though. I'm not even hungry."

As if to prove he was a terrible liar, his stomach growled.

Rowan pinked. "Or maybe I'm a little hungry. The Doc said she'd figure something out for me but I don't want to inconvenience her, you know. So."

Looking anywhere but Wade, he scratched the back of his head. "I, uh. I'll probably just eat when I get home. It's fine."


One Thousand Club
Wade's eyebrows climbed steadily higher.

Man, this kid was a nervous wreck. It kinda sucked that he'd been saddled with one of the most abrasive team leaders in the whole company.

He made an affirmative noise in the back of his throat, then ducked back into his office to grab his cell phone. He picked out Lev's number from his contacts and sent him a quick message.

'u at ur parents yet? newbie 4got wallet'
'if ur dad doesn't have enuf then i can pay for mcds'

He waited a moment for Lev's reply, then realized that he hadn't actually explained himself.

"Oh, Lev's bringing me lunch anyways. He can bring some extra, or he can grab something on his way here, if you don't mind eating with us and the med crew.," he suggested. "Wait, do you like spicy food? Lev's dad makes a lot of spicy food. Although I guess he's in a cabbage phase lately? The man's one of the best cooks I've ever met, but he does the weirdest experimental things sometimes."

He laughed, remembering the first time that Lev had shown up with a soy-sauce glazed cheesecake for desert. Wade had expected it to be disgusting, and was very disappointed when it was actually really good.

"Anyways, it's up to you, but don't say no because you think you're putting people out. I'm your boss, it's my job to take care of you," he said proudly, then frowned. They had just had this conversation, hadn't they. "Uh. Within reason. S'long as you don't call me after midnight, I'll help you out with whatever you need."

That was a boundary, right? He could do boundaries.


Nerdy Vampire
Rowan was pretty sure Wade was doing something about his food-less and wallet-less state, but he was not sure what. He had sort of thought maybe Wade had just decided it wasn't his problem and went back into his office. But then he returned, texting someone, and Rowan wasn't sure what to think.

And then Wade just stared at his phone.

Rowan thought he should probably get back to what he was working on, but was worried the click of the keys would bother whatever deep thinking Wade was doing.

When he finally explained, Rowan opened and closed his mouth a few times. Lev was bringing food? And he was going to share? And Rowan was invited? He wanted to eagerly say that he'd love to do that. But he didn't want to seem desperate or needy.

"Yeah, that'd be cool," he said, his voice too low. He really needed to relax. Wade wasn't going to eat him.

Rowan cleared his throat, and, in closer to his normal voice, said, "I mean, I'd like that a lot. If, you know, it's not an inconvenience."

He knew that Wade had already said it wasn't, but he wasn't to make sure.

"I like spicy food," Rowan said confidently, because had had buffalo wings once and it had only made his eyes water a little bit.

He was pretty sure it was not his boss' job to take care of him, but he was definitely sure that calling people at midnight was rude. "I would never!" he promised.

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