Luke fic please with Vince caretaker
Maybe at his yearly checkup
"Thank you for coming," Lucas was wringing his hands anxiously and Vince shrugged.
"As if I'd say no," he ruffled his best friend's hair and opened a brilliant smile, trying to ignore how small Luke seemed. He was not a small man, not even in comparison to Vince, but right now he looked every bit like a child. Pale, sweaty, wavy hair so messy that it was curly, green eyes the size of plates.
He leaned into Vince's hair pet like a dog and Vin internally cringed, he hated to see Luke this despondent, "it'll be quick, buddy," before Bell took over, Vince had gone to two of Luke's yearly check ups and he was no stranger to how freaked out the other man got.
"I know," Lucas answered quietly, then muffled a burp in his hand, "I don't feel good."
"Nerves," Vince moved closer to squeeze his shoulder and Luke didn't need any other invitation to fold in half where he was sitting and press his face to Vin's tummy, causing the man to stumble back slightly, "I got you, don't even think about it, Luke. It'll be over before you realize."
True to his words, a couple minutes later a nurse stepped in to draw blood. Luke didn't seem embarrassed at all for being caught in such a position, instead he only turned his face with a groan so he could be half suffocated by Vince's belly and avoid seeing anything as nurse Ruth wrapped an elastic around his forearm and opened an amused smile.
"It'll be just a little prickle, sweetheart," she said sweetly, but Vince winced in sympathy as he saw the size of the needle and the four vials of blood they needed.
"Is-it-over?" Luke's voice came out muffled and Vin petted his hair.
"Not yet, take a deep breath," he instructed, feeling slightly woozy himself as he saw the blood start to rush up to fill the little vial.
Lucas let out a groan, "I'm not..." he shook with a hiccup and Vince pulled back slightly, while nurse Ruth let out a little tired sigh, reaching behind her to grab the emesis bowl and the pads of rubbing alcohol.
"Here, put this under his nose," she instructed to Vince, passing him both items, "Lucas, we're almost over."
"Hu-hurry..." his voice was thick with nausea and Vince crouched down next to his friend, holding the basin with one hand, the other rubbing the little alcohol pad over his upper lip.
The smell caused Luke to open his eyes, looking slightly more alert, but he quickly gulped down, struggling not to gag.
"You're doing great," Vince planted the bowl on his lap, so he could support Luke's forehead, "almost over."
He glanced past his shoulder and 3 vials were already full, fourth already halfway, "deep breath," Vince smoothed Luke's bangs back, "it's over already, nurse Ruth is just wrapping it up."
It wasn't even a lie, in the next five seconds she finished up the vial and closed the lid, before pulling back the needle, all in one swift motion of someone who had done this a thousand times.
"There you go, hon," she planted a little bandage over the tiny little peck, "straighten up for me, you're crowding yourself."
Luke obeyed, straightening up with a struggle and hyperventilating, "fuck... Every'everything's swimmin" Vince rubbed his arm in a reassuring manner, hating how pale Lucas was, the little tears sticking his eyelashes together.
"It's over, man, it's all over," he squeezed Luke's nape and then man nodded, gulping down.
"Thanks..." he slowly sat down correctly, stopping looking at the ceiling, "thanks..."
"Anytime," Vince patted his cheek, grabbing his water bottle on the ground, "take a sip."
Luke obeyed without saying a word, taking one small sip and when his body didn't immediately reject that, two large gulps. He pulled back with a grimace, leaning over his lap and blowing out a burp over the emesis bowl, spitting the excess saliva in his mouth, "gross..." he shuddered, but the humor and energy were back to his voice.
Vince opened an amused smile, taking back the bowl and standing up, trying to avoid pacing anxiously. Luke's check ups weren't just blood work, there was still the whole MRI to be done...
"Okay, let's get this over with," Luke stood up, only for his knees to promptly give in and him to almost fall, wasn't it for Vince grabbing him by the arm at the last second.
"Maybe sit down for a minute more, you idiot," Vince rolled his eyes fondly and Luke nodded, the slight blush that had started to color his cheeks vanishing in a minute, but he leaned in and rested his forehead to Vince's shoulder, letting out a small, pleased noise when Vin turned his face and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
