AN: you know those memes about being a writer? About how our search history is weird? Completely untrue. Anyway did you know that banging your shoulder back into place is not in fact a good way to fix a dislocated t?
CW: slight medical stuff
Broken grumbled and laid down on the couch where his arm was easy to get to. “Hurry up, ‘m tired… ‘nd everything hurts..” Remus scooted around and took his arm, gently moving it around. “Stop it stop it-“ he flicked his tail around painfully. He’s got a high pain tolerance but it still hurts. Remus kissed the side of his head. “I promise we can watch movies and cuddle all night after this.”
He pouted and stayed still while Remus put his shoulder back into place. Or as still as he could anyway. “Oi- oi! Easy..” now from my five minutes of research I know you need like muscle relaxers and painkillers and whatnot but even though Remus is a nurse they don’t exactly keep muscle relaxers on hand all the time. They do have painkillers though because Broken’s back has never known peace.
”Alright, do you need a little break dear?” Remus asked. “No..” he huffed stubbornly. “If you say so.” He scooted off the couch and into his chair. “I’ll get you your back medicine, it should make your shoulder feel better while I pop it back into place.” He said ive-aggressively. Remus is none too happy about it I’ll tell you what.
He managed to get the medicine out of the cabinet on his own and took it over to Broken with some water, helping make sure he didn’t choke on them. If being thrown around like a toy wouldn’t kill him he sure as hell wasn’t getting taken out by a tictac. Broken purred and laid there getting pet for a few minutes while the pills kicked in, wagging his tail. Happy kitty.
Remus went back to popping his shoulder back into place, going slowly and gently to avoid any more issues. Broken is just falling apart at this point, we’re better off replacing him. After like 20 minutes give or take Broken’s shoulder popped back into place neatly. “There you are dear, all better.” Remus leaned down and kissed the side of his head again.
He smiled and sat up, moving his shoulder around to text the fix. “Thanks babe..” “No no no!” Remus scooted, grabbing his hand. “No moving like that, you could pop it out again. And I’m not putting it back.” He huffed and pouted. “No I won’t, ‘m fine..” “Well if you’re fine why don’t you pick a movie while I get you ice and something to keep your arm still.” Remus smiled.
He huffed but obliged, kicking his boots off and grabbing a blanket off the back of the couch. He smiled and kissed Broken’s nose, heading off to the kitchen to find something big enough for Broken’s shoulder. He rolled back into the living room after a short while, carrying a bag of frozen baby carrots and a sling he had in his nurse bag. Speaking of which he goes back to work soon, stay tuned.
He got Broken all settled in, making sure his arm would stay put for the time being. And just like that Broken was effectively grounded. He couldn’t move his arm, could barely move from his hurt ribs, probably had a concussion of some sort, and also Remus would probably beat his ass. Not literally but still.
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