#doctor dapper

“Take me instead!” Those words kept echoing in his mind. It seemed like it was the only thing getting through the ear-splitting ringing. Wide, sapphire eyes stared at the man that collapsed in front of him. He didn’t waste time and fell to his knees, his urge to hold him close to his chest strong but the doctor shuffled backwards. Head shaking violently as he held a hand in between the two.

“N-No— I do not want Him to—“ A scream erupts from him, making him fall on his side. Jameson could only stare in horror, in hopelessness. He had to help him! He had to do something. Was Jameson really going to let that glitch take what he holds dear to his heart away? After all they’ve been through?

A shaky breath escapes him, a hand reaching into his vest pocket and tug the chain that held his pocket watch. Maybe if he turned back time... they’d be prepared. Henrik wouldn’t have to sacrifice himself... Though, the man is startled when a maniacal laugh escapes from his lips. A laugh that once had him falling deeply in love with the doctor. Now it was tainted, it brought a cold chill down his spine and made him think of the demon that was taking his beloved away.

“{H-Henrik... I c-can’t leave you like this... Th-There must be a way...!}” Jameson sloppily signs, his hands couldn’t stop shaking. Before he can sign more a silent gasp escapes him, hands flying to cover his mouth in horror as he witnessed Henrik’s body widely glitching. Each glitch sending a wave of pain over his now breaking body.

“L-Listen to me... Get out of he-here... Find Jackie and Marvin, you-you— you and Elaine will-” Another scream rips out of him and it has the doctor beginning to sob, quietly whimpering, begging for the pain to stop. “Promise me—“

“{No... D-Don’t do this—}”

“Versprich mir...!” Henrik cried, “Du wirst auf sie aufpassen... Pass auf Elaine auf...”

Now there was no way of stopping the tears from cascading down his cheeks. Anger and despair filled his chest. Even when his German was still anew, it didn’t take a genius to know what the words meant. His fist shake on his lap, the pocket watch now firm in his grasp. Just a few minutes— it’ll be enough.

“Jamie...” Henrik whispered with a raspy voice, painfilled eyes staring up at the love of his life. “Promise...”

At that point, he knew there was nothing he could do. Nothing other than give the doctor a bit piece of mind, so he nods. He nods furiously, angry that we couldn’t do anything. Not even hold him— trembling hands lift one more time, signing slowly. “{I will not leave you like this... We’ll find a way to bring you back.}”

That sentence makes the doctor smile, despite this being a terrible moment, he still couldn’t help but fall in love all over again for the dapper. The one that showed him love was possible and alive in his heart. “Ich liebe dich... Ich liebe dich so sehr, mein schöner Engel...”

Jameson chokes on a silent sob as he scrambles with difficulty to his feet. His legs felt like jello, but he had to run upstairs. He had to get Elaine and get out. The dapper lets his sorrowful gaze land on the man he loves, giving him a last goodbye.

“...Run...” Henrik whispers before his icy blue irises turn a toxic green. A single, bloody tear sliding down his cheek.

Translation:

“Versprich mir...!” Henrik cried, “Du wirst auf sie aufpassen... Pass auf Elaine auf...”= “Promise me! You will take care of her... Take care of Elaine...”

“Ich liebe dich ... Ich liebe dich so sehr, mein schöner Engel ...”= “I love you... I love you so much, my lovely angel...”

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A soft sigh left the dappers lips as he glanced up at the grey clouded sky. He didn't expect for it to sudden rain during his morning walk and because of that he was stuck under a tree, waiting to see if he could wait it out or end up having to walk back home in the rain. His gaze was stuck on the sky until a certain german accent voice called out to him.

"Mr. Jackson?"

He couldn't help but flinch, startled eyes darting to the source before calming down after recognizing the person.

"Ah..my apologizes, I did not mean to startle you." Henrik said with slight concern as he walked up to the dapper, umbrella in hand as it protected him from the rain. Jameson gave a small smile at him before shaking his head softly.

{No need to apologize. It is quite alright.}

The doctor stared at him for a moment before finally registering what Jameson had signed. He needs to practice more on his sign, it was still rather rusty but at least he knew enough to understand Jameson. "May I ask why you standing alone under a tree? Do you not have an umbrella with you?" Henrik asked as he eyed the dapper up and down, now noticing how he was slightly drench wet.

Jameson grew a tad embarrassed at the question before nodding slowly. {I did not expect for it to rain early in the morning.}

Henrik thought to himself for a moment before holding out the umbrella to the dapper, giving him a soft smile. “Here”

He looked at him rather surprised before shaking his head. {No, no, there is no need for that. I do not mind walking in the rain, besides I live near by.} The doctor chuckled before shaking his head softly. 

“Come on now, I would hate for you to catch a cold.”

{But then you will catch a cold.}

Henrik sighed softly but still had a gentle smile on his face. "Then I shall walk you home and we can share the umbrella that way". Jameson shook his head again as he began to protest.

{It is quite alright, Schneep. Like I said, I live neat by and I would hate to take up your time.} The doctor chuckled before stepping closer to him. He held his arm out, waiting for Jameson to take hold. "You know I will not let this go, yes?"

The dapper looked at him surprised before letting a sigh slip out. He smiled softly at the doctor. {Alright. You win.} Jameson gentle took hold of his arm as he came closer to stay covered under the umbrella. The two then began to walk together as the dapper gave him directions to where he lived. Rain drops bouncing off the umbrella before falling to the concrete floor.

Mafia AU

“Quick! Put him in the car!” The mafia boss ordered before getting in the back of the car with Marvin and Henrik. Jackie was at the wheel and, before he could take off, Jameson pulled out his gun and shot the two men running after them. A smug grin adorned his face when one of them fell backwards. “Bastards—“ Jameson muttered before sitting on his side.

The hiss has the mafia boss turning towards the injured doctor. He takes his jacket off and starts putting pressure on the bullet wound. “Marvin, tell me the bullet went through.” Marvin has his sleeves rolled up, hands glowing a faint green over Henrik. He shakes his head, worried eyes lifting up towards Jameson. Another curse escapes him, and without hesitation he grabs Henrik’s face, softly smacking his cheeks to get his attention. “Hey, are you still with us?”

The action has Henrik’s eyes fluttering, hazy blue irises searching for the voice. A groan slips from him, but that only brings relief to Marvin and Jameson. “T-There goes our date—“

A soft chuckle escapes Jameson at the statement. “Henrik, you are bleeding to death and all you can think about is our silly date?” Henrik attempts to smile back but instead a cough wrenches out of him, blood dribbling from the crease of his mouth. “Shit... You already lost a lot of blood.” He mutters as he rolled the sleeve of his shirt up his arm. “The hospital is too far... and even then, we cannot risk exposure. God knows Arrowood has eyes and ears throughout the city.”

“Boss, he needs medical attention.” Marvin warned.

“And that is what we’re going to give him.” Jameson lifts the bloodied jacket and then rips open Henrik’s shirt. He doesn’t have any tools, but if he doesn’t get that bullet out... The mafia boss takes one of his daggers, that will have to do— “This is going to hurt, Doctor.”

Before Henrik could say anything, a scream rips out of his throat as Jameson dips his dagger in the wound in attempts to get the bullet out.

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The chair squeaked as it was pushed backwards. The doctor stood and started to pick up the dirty places. "Do any of you want dessert?" He asked as he made his way towards the kitchen.

"Make those two, doc!" Chase yelled as he leaned against the chair, already knowing that Jameson was going to ask him to do so. How he had missed this, just... being surrounded with the people he cared for. He then leaned forward, hands clasped together on top of the table before beginning to whisper. "The doc treat you well?"

At the question, Jameson's cheeks gained a soft pink tint. Bashful eyes looked away as he began to nod. "{He has. I still find it hard to believe he cares so much for me.}"

A mint green scarf wrapped securely around the Doctor’s neck, the item being gifted by his beloved to keep him warm when he wasn’t home. Especially now on winter, and the fact he was our late at night. But tonight, Henrik had prepare something special.

“{Are you going to tell me where are we going?}” Jameson signed before taking a hold of Henrik’s arm. That only made Henrik chuckle as he patted Jameson’s hand.

“Patience, my love, we are almost there.” He had a warm smile, although he was feeling very nervous. The place Henrik was taking Jameson meant a lot to him, so for him to finally bring Jameson was a big step for Henrik.

A few blocks down the street, and both men reached the ice skating rink. The doctor looked at Jameson nervously, waiting for his reaction. His heart flutters with relief and joy when he sees Jameson’s saphire eues sparkple, though Henrik could tell he was nervous.

“{Henrik... did you rent the whole ice rink for ourselves?}” Jameson’s voice whispered in his mind.

Henrik chuckles nervously before looking towards the rink. “I-I hope it is not too much— I... I have been ice skating since young age, and it always has meant a lot to me. I share this with Elaine, a-and you have become such a huge part of my life.” Henrik then takes Jameson’s hands, thumbing small circles on the back of them as he speaks. “You mean the world to me, Jameson. You are my everything, and I figured... I would share this with you as we start a new year. I wanted to start this year in a meaningful way.”

Jameson just listened, his sapphire eyes watering just a bit at every single word coming out of Henrik’s lips. He has to blink them away. “{Henrik.. I-I dont know what you say. This... This is perfect.}” The dapper wraps his arms around the doctor’s neck, kissing him softly under the falling snow. He gently pulls away, sapphire irises looking at him lovingly. “{I couldn’t have asked for anything better. A-Although... Henrik, I have never skated before...}”

Henrik then plants a kiss on the dapper’s forehead, arms wrapping securely around him. “It is alright, I will not let you fall, my love. Besides... this is more of a reason for you to cling to me.” That alone earns a silent giggle from Jameson and a playful shove, which has Henrik giggling as well. His fingers interwine with Jameson’s, a soft smile on his face. “Happy New Years, Jamie.”

“{Happy New Years, Henrik.}” There was a small pause before the dapper spoke again. “{You promise you won’t let me fall?}”

The doctor sat at the shore, his brown locks up in a neat bun, a white tank top on his torso and a pair of shorts was his attire. The sounds of the waves crashing on the shore eased his mind, quieting down the horrible thoughts that threaten to resurface in a night like this. He the looked at his watch, it marked exactly midnight. A content sigh escapes him as he looks at the horizon.

Despite everything that has happened this difficult year... he made it through. He still hated his birthday, despised it, loathed it... But having his daughter, having his beloved by his side, it made his birth so much more worth it.

The crunching of sand grew louder by the second behind him until a certain someone sat next to him. He didn’t have to look to his side to know who it was. A gentle hand sits on his leg, making him smile.

“{Is everything alright, my darling?}” his beloved’s voice rung with worry in his mind.

Henrik nods. “Of course. I am just enjoying the sounds the ocean had to offer.” He pauses for a moment. “I have not... felt such peace in a long time... Especially on this day.” Henrik then shifts his eyes from the ocean to Jameson, “Thank you for being here with me.”

Jameson then pulls his hand away, smiling brightly as he began to sign. {Of course! It is your birthday after all, we had to do something special. I also know how much you love being here, I had to suggest it.}

“You are too kind to me, Jamie.”

Jameson then leans up, placing a soft kiss on his cheek before leaning against Henrik’s shoulder, both of them now directing their eyes to the horizon. “{Happy Birthday, Henrik.}”

Mafia AU

The machines beep steadily as they monitored his heartbeat. It was already past midnight, and yet, the doctor had not moved frim his spot on the armchair. His hair was put up in a messy bun, strands sticking out in a disheveled way.

Henrik couldn’t be more grateful for the rest bringing the equipment he needed to tend to Jameson. Yet, anger bubbled in his chest for some reason. Guilt washed over him as he stared at his boss, a bandaged wrapped around his neck, a few stitches on his brow. Blacks and blues tainting his porcelain-like skin. If he were there sooner... if he listened to his instincts and sent Marvin to search for him sooner. A hand rubs his face, an attempt to get rid of the ever growing tiredness. He hadn’t slept in what felt like weeks.

With a soft grunt, he stands from the armchair and makes his way towards Jameson. Why was he still here? He could’ve taken this opportunity to leave, escape from this mafia world that he knew very well he did not belong. But that memory of Jameson showing that fraction of vulnerability, showing that he had a heart kept his feet glued next to him and, deep down, Henrik cared deeply for the man.

“Alright...” Henrik sighed quietly, “Let us see how that throat is doing... it is already time to change your bandages.” Not even a second of the doctor’s fingers brushing against the fabric and Jameson’s eyes snapped open. The dapper lurched towards him, trying to push him away. Fear and anger filled those sapphire eyes, but that doesn’t stop Henrik from hushing him softly. “Jameson, it is just me. You are safe, yes?”

Even with Henrik’s soothing words, the man looks around confused and scared. Seeming to not remember where he is or what happened. Jameson attempts to talk but his face contorts in pain as a hand flies up to his bandaged throat, a cough following suit.

“Easy, Jameson. Ah, here, have some water.” Henrik is quick to serve the dapper a glass of water, but the man pushes him away which only makes Henrik Tsk and frown. “This is not the time for pretending you do not need help.” Henrik sighs tiredly, setting the glass on the nightstand before he began to rub Jameson’s back.

The more Jameson cough, the more the bandages slipped, revealing the awful bruise rounding his neck. The doctor balled his hand in a fist. “You may not believe this now, but as long as I am here... No one will hurt you. No one will lay another finger on you again.”

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