it's the end of the world as we know it and... (ifeelfine) wrote in immune_ic,
Gabriel had always been good with instructions. Preparation meant that you needed to be able to follow instructions well, and he was doing just that. He breathed in when the doctor told him to, and listened to him start to count, bracing himself for the—
"Fuck!" he cursed.
At first, Gabriel was a little bit taken aback by the pain, as was evidenced by the curse and the way he white knuckled the arms of the chair, but he knew that it was better to take someone by surprise with something like that than for them to be prepared. The pain was enough to send involuntary tears springing to Gabriel's nose, but he shook off the sensation and brought his fingers up to touch the tender skin on either side of his nose.
"Ugh," he groaned. "I mean… thanks, doc, but…" he chuckled softly. "What now?"