#drew.thread

Drew overdid it at work. One of his uncle’s regulars was trying to duck a pretty hefty bill, so he was sent out to rough the guy up. But unfortunately, he ended up getting almost equally as roughed up (almost, he made sure to leave a lasting mark). He was able to stop by his uncle’s place and clean up, but there was no way of missing the bandage that went over his entire left hand — or the fact that he was barely able to use it. He wasn’t sure what he was going to tell Tony. He didn’t want to lie to him, but he also didn’t want to worry him about his job. So he deiced that he wasn’t going to hide it, but he would definitely leave out the… gorier details.

It was a little earlier than usual as he opened the front door to the apartment. That alone could have been seen as a sign of something happening, but he only hoped the younger male would focus on the positive side of it. “Babe? I’m home,” he called out. Once the door was locked, he quickly made his way over to the bar to attempt to make two drinks.

It was a little past five when Drew finally made it back home. His uncle needed him to complete a pickup in the middle of the night, and of course the guy was a few hours away in New Jersey. Thankfully the guy was legit, but that was the only positive of the entire trip, save for the cash. He was still pretty aggravated when he entered the apartment. Still, he tried to be quiet in order to try and not wake his partner up. He texted his uncle to tell him he was taking the day off and proceeded to turn his phone off, stuffing it into the pocket of his jacket. Stripping out of his clothes on the way, he went into the laundry room to change into a pair of shorts and an old t-shirt. Before he went into the bedroom, he took a detour to fiddle with the coffeemaker (because he knew as much as he wanted to, his body wouldn’t allow him to sleep for hours). Once it was brewing, he finally went down the hall and into the bedroom. He opened the door and dipped his head in, looking to see if the other was awake. “Babe…?” He whispered, loud enough for them to hear if they were up but too loud that it would wake them up.

Drew was hand in hand with Calvin as they walked back towards their shelter for the night. The day had been pretty eventful. They both had a couple close calls, but just like the great team they were they managed to save each other’s asses before any real damage had been done. There was a peacefulness to the setting as it was now covered in the soft light from the full moon, unfitting to the events taking place on it — but drew was still able to appreciate it for what it was. “I’m gonna be feeling this in the morning, but I think I still got a little fight in me if you did.” He teased, giving the other male’s hand a squeeze to reinforce the playful offer as they reached the doors to the bunker.

Drew sat slouched against the recliner, the climax scene of an action movie playing on the flat screen mounted to the wall. He sipped on a drink he made himself, meaning all he was able to taste was tequila. But still he continued to take it in long gulps, soon setting the nearly empty glass on the coffee table. He had finished all the drop-offs he had pretty early, and his uncle had nothing else for him to do. So for the first time in nearly three years he went home before sundown. So, naturally, he had to celebrate - - even if he sucked at mixing drinks.

He had just finished the entire drink when he heard the front door open. He smiled to himself as he set the now completely empty glass down. “In here.” He leaned over the side of the recliner as he called the words out, watching for the other male.

It wasn’t often that Drew had a day ‘off’. He worked as his uncle’s errand boy, not some corporation— and he loved his uncle but he could always come up with an errand for him to do. It was the first time in months he had… nothing. And so he took full advantage of that. He strolled out of bed at eight-thirty, earning himself an extra three hours of sleep. He went into the kitchen so he could mess with the coffee maker.

It was his last stop for the night. Some guy owed his uncle, and the bill was starting to reach a four digit number. That meant it was Drew’s job to meet up with the guy and rough him up. Unfortunately for Drew, however, the guy actually anticipated this. And so when he went to fight the guy, he was ambushed by another four. He did his best fight them all off, even knocking one down, but not long after was he down. One particularly hard blow to his head knock him into a nearby brick wall, and from then on all he could do was listen as the attack continued.

He was weak. Too weak to fight back. Too weak to ask for mercy. Too weak to open his eyes. Even after they left, he attempted to garner up the energy to get some kind of help, but he couldn’t move. He really thought that was going to be the place where he died. And that was the last coherent thought he had before he slipped into unconsciousness. He thought he actually did die, but that appeared to not be the case. He woke up in a strange place. His body felt sore — less sore than he would have expected to be, but still sore. A long groan was emitted from his lips before he finally made an attempted to move. It hurt, but he managed to sit up on the surface he had been placed on. With eyes squinted, he looked around the room to find any sense of familiarity, but to no avail. What he did see, though, was another person. It was enough to startle him, though his body instantly made him regret the movement.

Drew was sort of stuck in the house. For the first time in thirty years, his uncle was under investigation by the local authorities, meaning he (along with the rest of his henchmen) had to lay low as much as they possibly could. It was a pretty high-stress situation, but he also knew to take advantage of the time off. He was his uncle’s right hand man, which also meant he was the first to call when he needed some dirty work taken care of. Having an indefinite period of doing nothing was freeing… if only he was able to go anywhere. “Wanna go for a swim?” He asked, nodding past the older male and towards the in-ground pool sitting in the backyard. “Just cause I can’t leave the house doesn’t mean I can’t go outside.”

There was a first time for everything, and in that moment Drew was experiencing one of his. One thing he always tended to pride himself on was being extremely careful when it came to the criminal lifestyle he lived. He was one of the most prolific dealers in the entire city, and hadn’t once been caught onto by the cops. Not until that evening, at least. It was his fault, really. He was trying to be nice by dealing with one of the tweakers loitering the park, which almost made it less surprising to find there was an undercover officer less then a hundred feet away from them. And then he was off. He knew the cop saw what had happened and wasn’t going to stop to ask questions until he was detained, which was not happening. He wasn’t as quick as he used to be, the smoking habit he picked up a few years back starting to finally catch up to him, but he managed to keep a safe distance between the two (or three— Drew never saw the other officer appear, one moment he wasn’t there and then he was the next).

He managed to lead them into the maze of alleyways. These were the same alleys he constantly dealt in, he knew the ins and outs of them almost like he knew the layout to his home. He was looking for a specific window; there was an abandoned apartment down that way that one of his clients used to frequent, when all of a sudden he CRASHED into something else. After stumbling back a bit, he looked down to realize the something was actually a someone. He almost got ready to take off in another For a moment, he thought it may have been another undercover and almost got ready to start swinging. But thankfully, it didn’t take him long to see that the other was in a predicament similar to his. He paused for a moment, taken out of his train of thought by the yells of officers not too far away. He gave the male an understanding look before his gaze returned to the windows around them. And there it was!