satisfaction feels like a distant memory

Sebastian Stan at Philedphia Comic Con

For what? You bein’ a good guesser? Don’t see how that makes sense, but I won’t complain. It’s a good thing I like kissin’ you just as much and your kissin’ makes me just as dizzy. I think the problem’s that I’m tryin’ too hard. Yeah, I’ve already agreed to that. No more walkin’ away from you. Not if I can help it. Not if you’re already promising me all that fun already. No, it is. Your rest and your well being is far more important to me than my own. You pay off the nurses? I’m pretty sure that’s illegal, Adrian. Go home. Get some rest. I’m sure Jax misses us both. I know you want to be here — and you have been. All them  nurses have told me you’ve been livin’ here. That’s all I need to know. Now I need to know you’re comfortable. Mhm. I swear I’m tryin’ my best to stop now. You need to sleep. I promise I am.

No, идиот. It was for the compliment. I sure would hope you’d enjoy kissing your boyfriend. Hopefully not the dizzy I have to worry about, yeah? Don’t give yourself a headache, Danny Boy. Good. And if you were to then I have a few tricks up my sleeve; put my Russian charm to use. I’d tell you what I have in mind but I always loved the element of surprise. Well it just so happens that I find your health and rest more important than mine at the moment. Pft, I highly doubt it’s illegal, please. The best for the best is what I like to say. I’ve been sneaking in Jax when you were…out so he’s been seeing me but I can bring him with me next visit. I’m being here because I want to and I’m not letting you down like when I couldn’t because of filming issues and you were in a coma. I don’t know about you but I’d much rather continue kissing you than sleep. So don’t stop.

I feel like bringing this crap to someone would just make them hate you… [She stirs entirely too much cream and sugar into her own coffee, smirking softly.] Maybe it’s best that it’s you bringing it to him then. [He gives her the wide-eyed innocent look that she’s seen a million times on Mindy, and her eyes narrow again.] Right. Well I don’t think you’ll find that here, but I wish you luck on your mission, honey.

Or result in them killing you. Or unfriending you. [He watches with raised eyebrows as she adds an excess of cream and sugar, an expression of distaste appearing on his features.] Shit coffee is shit coffee no matter who gives it to him. [Adrian attempts to keep up the innocent look but it falters once seeing her narrowed eyes and he gives in, his smirk tugging at his lips again before shrugging nonchalantly.] Luck won't be needed but rest assured, if the coffee isn't to his liking then I'm certain I can find other ways to please him.

Always such a good guesser. Maybe it’s that, or maybe you just really like me. Virtue I seemingly don’t possess at the moment. I’m so tired of the hospital. — I am not tellin’ you that in a hospital room. You’re just gonna have to use your imagination. You’ve always had a vivid one — think long and hard, aye? Well, the other one of us cares deeply about your rest. Have you slept in your own bed at all these past few days? Hmm, no, you can’t, and you should never.

Remind to reward you later for that. You are correct there; I do happen to like you very very much. It’s just a bonus that you’re a great kisser. Try a little harder then, Danny Boy. Don’t run off on me again and go into any dangerous situations then, and you won’t find yourself limited as to what we can do because of your hospital bed ridden self. I’m using my imagination most definitely and all I can say is that you’re in for some fun when you get out. My rest isn’t as important as yours. Sometimes I pay off the nurses to let me stay here but other than that I’ve slept in my own bed…once. It doesn’t matter to me. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind though I doubt I’ll be able to stay away for long.

Noah smiled a little, but it dropped a moment later. He was trying to be somewhat serious about this. For weeks now, Noah had been dropping hints to Daniel, trying to get him to see his obvious love for Adrian – his efforts had failed, until now. “Did you choke on your coffee because I’m intimidating?” Noah asked, struggling to keep a straight face now as his nose scrunched up at the smell. “How can you drink that stuff? It’s…yuck.” He scratched the side of his head and then moved around in his seat, struggling to get comfortable. Not matter what angle he sat at, something ached, but he’d slowly been learning to deal with it. He’d rather be up than stuck in his room with only his thoughts for company. And he liked that Adrian wasn’t fussing over him like most people had bee - not that he didn’t appreciate it, it was just nice to be left alone for a moment. “Well, you and him…you’re like, together now, right? I mean, I know how important he is to you, anyone with eyes can see it – but I know that sometimes, when things get heavy, people can get scared and…I just want to make sure that he’s going to be alright.”  

Out of everything to happen today, Noah approaching him with questions like this had not been one of them. It was expected sooner or later, yes, but in the middle of the waiting room not so much. Though he could see why Noah would be wondering about what was going on between him and Daniel, the two were close cousins and with everything that had happened the past few days, Noah had Daniel's best interests at heart and Adrian felt a surge of fondness for the boy in front of him. Daniel deserved to be cared for, treated right and truly deserved the world. Adrian was unsure if he could give that to his boyfriend but he sure as hell would try since the blonde deserved nothing less. Deciding to let Noah buy into his thought, Adrian nodded and licked the spare coffee off his lips. "Yes, the exact reason." He said in his best attempt at sounding earnest. Hearing his next words, Adrian flickered his green gaze down to the Styrofoam cup in his hands and frowned down at it in distaste. "Crap coffee beats leaving Daniel and a good cup." The brunette shrugged in reply. Adrian contemplated switching the subject over to Noah and how he was holding up but decided it would be best to not burden the boy in front of him with questions he was probably asked on a daily basis. "Daniel is the most important person in the world to me; he means the world to me. Never would I intentionally hurt him." Adrian replied instantly, frowning at the insinuation and looking over at Noah with said frown. "Daniel and I have been through a lot the past fifteen years--thick and thin and I never ran away scared. I don't like what you're insinuating, Noah."

Yeah, it kinds of tastes like burnt hair… wouldn’t be surprised if that were an ingredient in it, actually. It’s fine if you put in a ton of cream and like eight sugars, but you know Daniel, he… [Trails off, deciding it’s probably best not to talk about Daniel, and straining her mind for anything else they could possibly have in common to talk about, but then gets distracted by his smirk.] Were you… were you testing me?

[Makes a face at the comparrison given and frowns down at the coffee cup again.] With the amount of money they rip off from people for the television and whatever else, I think they can manage at least a supply of Starbucks coffee. Or a Keurig machine at the least. [Adrian opens his mouth to speak again but closes it at her mention of Daniel and purses his lips as he sentence trails off, a small wave of jealousy washing over him once he recalled Dahlia's declaration of love to Daniel. Hearing her next words, he raises his eyebrows in interest with an innocent look on his face.] Why on earth would I do that for? Just making sure Danny boy gets the coffee he likes.

Hmm, what gave you that idea? Yeah? I happen to like the dazed look you get after I kiss you. God, don’t say that, or I’ll seriously fuck it all and tell ‘em to discharge me now. I don’t care about my chest. Headache be damned. Absolutely not. In fact, I’m pretty sure your boyfriend would appreciate it greatly if you did so more often. 

Just a little guessing on my part. Dazed look, hm? Could be from what a great kisser you are. Patience, Danny Boy; it's a virtue, you know. What is your mind coming up with that's got you all ready to leave, hm? Well, one of us cares deeply about your health so right now it seems as though the only action you're getting is kisses in this hospital bed. Would he now? Can't say no to him, now can I?

I wouldn’t be surprised if it was, but then again, isn’t a forbidden thing to talk about in the Kardashian household?

You mean just like her seventy-two day long marriage?