heartbreaker

It might be your wound but they're my sutures. --

BASICS

NAME: Nikolas Reece Halstead

NICKNAME: Reece

AGE: 30

BIRTHDAY: March 12th

GENDER: Nonbinary

PRONOUNS: He/Him [they/them]

OCCUPATION: Cardiothoracic Surgical resident

alecto was one of those people that would go to a bar, or a club, and not get a any alcohol. it wasn’t anything special, as people did that all the time, but she did feel like the odd one out sometimes if she did, and others around her were drinking their beers and their cocktails. and yet, she was thirsty, so damn it she was gonna get her juice. “pineapple juice please.” she said as she sat beside a someone who looked well on their way to being drunk. or tipsy. she really wasn’t a pro at telling how much alcohol someone had had unless it was terribly obvious. she knit her brows and looked at his drink. “no, that’s just the reflection.” alecto said. “and there are bubbles. but that’s all. no glitter. i don’t think that’d be healthy.”

Reece squinted at the glass a little more, bringing it closer to try and see if it really was just reflection of sparkling lights behind him, or if there was glitter. “I feel like I’ve seen glitter on baked shit before. There’s gotta be some kind of edible kind.” He shrugged, taking a sip of it anyway. “Pineapple juice?” It wasn’t that he was judging that she wasn’t drinking, it was just her choice. Straight pineapple juice was something he may drink a bit of in the comfort in his own home, and just a sip. A whole glass of just pineapple? That’s what he was more concerned about.

When Andrej sat at the bar, he hadn’t even realised that it was Reece he’d sat beside but now he was there, he couldn’t exactly stand up and move away. Not that he disliked Reece, it just felt WEIRD hanging out with his brother’s on-off boyfriend. Plus, he technically wasn’t even supposed to be drinking and hanging out at bars, but in a small town it was practically impossible to go anywhere without seeing someone he knew. “Yes, there’s absolutely glitter in that and the only purpose it serves is to make your vomit glittery at the end of the night. Not that I would know from experience.” 

Reece looked over at the voice, not really knowing what to do about the fact that it was Aksel’s brother. The pair had more of a physical relationship than anything. They had some conversation but for the most part it didn’t leave past hospital doors. They hadn’t hung out outside of work, they hadn’t gone on a real date, or even talked about it. They mostly just....fucked. There was enough conversation, enough distance to give the other a comfortable space to speak freely on what could be bothering them, what was going on in their lives. He knew plenty about Andrej. “Sounds like you’re speaking from personal experience.”

Micah had taken a break from his spot at the booth, letting a pre-made mix play so he could take a small break. He’d passed through to the restroom and was now saddling up the bar for a water and a Red Bull. He hadn’t slept well the night before and was dragging through his shift.  “Oh yeah, they call that The Elixir,” he suppled, not sure the other man was really looking for a response. “They’re good, don’t let the sparkle put you off. Though I will warn you, edible and digestible… not the same thing.” He gave a knowing look, hoping his drift was picked up. “Cuz that was a surprise the first time you see it.”

Reece scrunched his nose as he listened to the other, though gave it a drink anyway. “At least it tastes good.” He wasn’t exactly well versed in specialty drinks, edible glitter, but at least he knew the medical aspect. He could work his way around a kitchen just fine, actually a decent cook...baking was a different story. At one point in his life he had lived with an excellent baker, but she was ancient news at this point. 

Carleigha chuckled as she wound her way through the crowd toward the bar. The friend who’d drug her out that night had caught the eye of a suitor and she was hardly going to get in their way. Letting out a sigh of relief as she spotted a free chair and made a beeline to climb her way into it. At all of 5 ft tall, crossing a bar tended to be an adventure, the chair being her quest accomplished. Tilting her head hearing a familiar voice her head turned to the doctor next to her, her eyes shifting to the drink in front of him. “Could be. Edible glitter makes for a fun and theatrical addition to pretty much everything nowadays. The question is whether you’re brave enough to give it ago, who knows maybe it’ll brighten the hangover”

Reece twisted the glass a little to see if it really did sparkle or he was just seeing things. “Make the hangover a little more...merry..” He wasn’t big into special holiday drinks, or the holidays. His family wasn’t exactly conventional. He had Friendsgivings and holiday parties with friends, but he never got into the spirit. The red glitter in his drink wasn’t something he would have went for, but he was tired of beer. “What are you doing out alone anyway?”

OLIVER.

oliver always had selective hearing and he would argue the world sort of did turn around him, so. when reece pointed to the other people in the distance, oliver looked over and a blush spread across his cheek as a quiet ‘oh’ left his lips. ‘i see. how the hell did i hear oliver from gretchen? sorry buddy, i’m a mess this morning. head’s spinning and i had way too much to drink, so i just figured it was better to play it safe rather than admit i forgot someone.’

He laughed softly at the blush, shrugging it off. “I’d rather admit I forgot someone than assume, but to each their own.” Reece picked up a pomegranate from the tray, squeezing a couple parts gentle to see if he could hear a small crackle of ruby red beads inside. “You could probably pull off the name Gretchen.”

@moorbrookestarters​

“Okay, can’t say I was expecting that suggestion,” Tony replied. He’d been expecting the typical colors – red, blue, purple. Hell, even green. And at some point or the other, he’d cycled through all of them, but it seemed like Reese had hit on one of the only colors he hadn’t attempted yet. “Can’t really say I pictured myself going prematurely grey, but I figure I could rock the silver fox with a touch of blue look.”

“Not grey,” he corrected. There was a distinct difference between steel blue and grey in his head. It was definitely more blue than grey, but to each their own. It was his favorite color, or one of. He liked muted colors more than bright and vibrant. “Not that you’d look bad with silver hair either.”

AKSEL.

‘ew, is this your idea of foreplay?’ aksel responded as he met the others lips easily for a kiss. he didn’t think they’d have time to see each other today but as he watch reece get his lunch, he realised they might have enough time to even talk. ‘wait, are you free?’ aksel gasped and set his coffee down to smile at reece. ‘me too. wow, we haven’t talked in weeks. shit’s wild. i operate on people’s brains while they’re awake. but uh, nothing much today. ever since we got that new ass kisser resident, i’ve been too slow. she keeps getting surgeries but it’s fine. i’ve been worried about andrej lately, so i don’t know… don’t wanna slip up.’ he didn’t usually confess or actually talk about what was on his mind but there was a calming vibe with reece. he’d gotten used to him and things were easy. best of all, they mostly left their shit at work. it wasn’t like aksel to call him up on a day off, but he was the perfect treat while he was at work. 

Reece rolled his eyes at the other’s first question. “As if it hasn’t worked on you before,” he paused, “but no.” He sat down at a table, looking between his lunch and Aksel with a blank stare. “If I wasn’t free I wouldn’t be taking my time.” It felt like ages had passed since the two of them had time to chat. Aksel was the only man who could seemingly keep his attention long enough, not that he wanted anything emotional attached. Emotions just seemed to ruin things, especially when he couldn’t control his own. At the mention of a new resident, he rolled his eyes again. “Want me to slip something into her coffee?” So maybe the oath to ‘do no harm’ slipped his mind for a moment. He could claim he forgot, right? “What’s going on with Andrej?”

Felicity: No need to apologize, it's normal to be busy :) That sounds very tiring. Please take care of yourself! Don't burn yourself out.

Felicity: Oh I don't know about cute! I'm just being a good friend! Thank you though, you're very sweet :)

Felicity: My day has been okay! I've been in the studio since 6 am, but my last class of the day will start in a little bit. I'm definitely feeling ready to go home and see my dog.

REECE: That sounds like way to long to be in the studio, but I'm far less creative

         see ?   it’s  great  spending  time  with  penny .    she’s  cool .    she’s  a  cool  fucking  girl !   she’s  a  good  time ,   a  blast  in  a  glass .   what  more  could  you  ask  for ?    —-   anyway ,    she’s  currently  digging  around  in  the  unmade  bedsheets ,    hunting  for  her  vape  ( which  seems  to  have  disappeared  into  another  dimension  sometime  during  their  last  round ) .   ‘  really ?   i  didn’t  know  you  were  such  a  clean  freak .  ’    it’s  not  said  in  a  derogatory  way ,   surprisingly ,    it’s  genuine  curiosity  in  her  voice .   ‘  remind  me  to  never  let  you  see  my  apartment .  ’   not  that  she  really  lets  anyone  but  her  brothers  over ,   anyway  —-  the  place  is  practically  a  biohazard .   embarrassing .    a  grin  curves  penny’s  lips  at  reece’s  suggestion ,    the  image  in  her  head  already  appealing .    ‘  patio  door  sounds  good  to  me .    then  we  can  shower  before  i  leave ?  ’    

“Just because I’m eating you doesn’t mean I want week old jizz on my peanut butter toast,” he chuckled. Reece was a lot more cleanly in certain areas of his life, but was getting better due to work. He ran his thumb back and forth over her thigh with a small nod. “Patio door then a shower.” He pulled her down into a long kiss, just to give her a taste of what she was about to get...as if she hadn’t gotten the same last night.

Felicity: No need to apologize, it's normal to be busy :) That sounds very tiring. Please take care of yourself! Don't burn yourself out.

Felicity: Oh I don't know about cute! I'm just being a good friend! Thank you though, you're very sweet :)

Felicity: My day has been okay! I've been in the studio since 6 am, but my last class of the day will start in a little bit. I'm definitely feeling ready to go home and see my dog.

Reece: Who says I haven't been burnt out for the last 8 years?

Reece: I wish I was at home with my dog 😩

❝

“will it hurt your feelings if i say yes?” a playful smirk dances across the features of the bar owner — layla only means to joke, even though she does agree that a vampire was a rather overplayed costume for halloween. then again, she doesn’t remember the last time she dressed up for said festivity. layla leans against the counter opposite from reese, polishing the inside of a glass with a white rag. “batman doesn’t really have much of a personality.” her interjection mixes with a latent shrug of a shoulder, a grin to follow, “bit of a wet blanket. he’s got some neat gadgets though, which is cool.”

He groaned a little. “A wet blanket? That seems a bit harsh. I would make an attractive vampire though..” Reece sighed softly, taking a sip of his beer. It was an odd position to be in. He had the confidence of what he knew to be conventionally attractive, but at the same time he’d much rather sit at home under a blanket with Wednesday at his side. Going out for Halloween wasn’t new territory, but after all the years of school, getting the night off felt like he had to go out for the holiday. “I could just say fuck it and pick someone else, but who?”