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doctorknightley · 7 months

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Who: Knightley, Mo Reyes, Kirby Where: Eagan and Mo's house Summary: When you're so desperate for relationship advice you go to Knightley and Kirby. Also Kirby gets first aid on their foot. Neat.

TW: foot injury

Knightley helped Kirby onto the couch, while Mo put a towel on the coffee table. Bringing Kirby's foot up he set it down on the towel once they'd pushed the table closer. "Alright so our lovely patient here has agreed to volunteer for you to get more training," Knightley began, "We're just doing some cleanup today, and making sure there's no signs of infection. Also working on your bedside manner." Glancing at Kirby he raised a brow, "How's the pain been? That tea Zarina gave you helping to keep it manageable?" As much as he liked Mo he wasn't about to bring attention to what kind of medications they had at the Commune.

Moving in with Eagan had helped Mo out in multiple ways. He got to see his favorite person and he had a more private setting to work with Knightley. The nursing home had him busy all the time and the Commune had them both waiting on approval for him to be allowed in. As he watched Knightley unwrap Kirby's foot he winced, "Shit man it really did go straight through." At the look Knightley shot at him, he cleared his throat, "I mean, it looks red and bruised, but I don't see any infection. So you're healing good?" The last part is more of a question as he glances at Knightley to get a nod of confirmation.

Knightley asked Kirby to do this and of course they agreed, with the agreement being to help them get the hell over there so they didn't have to walk the entire way. that would've been annoying and kind of painful. they chuckled at Mo and the wince, "pain's been fine. long as i'm not on it for a long time then the tea keeps the pain down to a minimum." they said putting their hands behind their head. "and yes, yes it did. can't tell you how weird it felt feeling it go in then immediately go out."

Knightley had to resist the urge to sigh when Mo cursed, he knew he had decent care for the residents, but he had a habit of letting his thoughts slip through on occasion. Setting the first aid kit next to their foot, he pulled out a pair of gloves for himself and Mo, sliding his own on as they did. "We don't always have things to help with pain, keeping people talking is a good distraction," Knightley explained as motioned for Mo to take Kirby's foot so he could guide him through cleaning it. "You tell Teddy yet, or you actually go with the stubbing your toe lie?" he asked, giving them a curious look.

Mo took the gloves pulling them on as he carefully picked up Kirby's foot following Knightley's instructions and taking note of the damage as well as how to treat it. His eyes glanced up at Kirby giving a low whistle, "Yea bet it felt weird, worse thing I've gotten hit with a golf club by my nephew when he was like 6. Was trying to take it from him and he knocked a tooth out." At the mention of Teddy he gets back to work before asking, "You and Teddy are dating right? Or is he like trying to date the cop?"

Kirby was watching the both of them, it was a little weird if they had to admit but it was a feeling they’d get over quickly the more they talked and got comfortable with Mo around. “oh yeah i told him, there was no way i was getting away with lying when my foot looks like that.” they said, gesturing to it. “this isn’t even the worst i’ve had, i used to work at a bar for five years so you can imagine some of the shit that went down there.” At the mention of Teddy trying to date the cop, Kirby chuckled and shook their head some. “Yeah him and i are dating, we have an open relationship though so he knows I don't care if he flirts with other people and he doesn’t care if i do it too.”

Knightley chuckled, "Please tell me you didn't actually show him your foot, isn't he squeamish with blood?" He vaguely recalls either Kirby or Teddy mentioning it to him at some point. While he'd been fairly satisfied with the patch up job he'd done, it still wasn't great to look at while it healed. Some injuries tended to look worse before they finally started looking better again. He's keeping an eye on Mo while also watching Kirby for any signs that the pain has worsened, as much as he can stay neutral it is harder to treat friends he's learned.

Mo was going slower than he liked but he wanted to make sure he did a good job, he didn't want to be the reason Kirby's foot fell off or something. "You work at the post office right? Bar life not for you anymore then?" It's hard to imagine what a bar outside Huntsville was like, he'd been stuck here before he'd been legally old enough to drink. "Never been anywhere but here, use to the daytime drinking," he admitted shrugging. At their explanation he nods in understanding, "Oh ok, so like same shit Knightley and Z got going on," he says, feeling their cheek heat up slightly when he recalls how he'd found out about their situation. "Honestly being open sounds pretty good, mean sex is cool, but I uh…only one person dating feels like it makes sense for me." Ok he needs to shut up, he's being way too personal, "Teddy helped my sister with her kid a couple times, good guy. Y'all known each other long?"

“oh god no, i did offer just to tease him and i swear he went ghostly white at just the thought of seeing it.” the talking was enough of a distraction for Kirby that they couldn’t even really tell that Mo was working on their foot. other than a tiny wince that happened every so often and could only really tell if you were looking at their face. Kirby nodded, “I do but i guess i chose this cause it felt like easy rations.” Kirby admitted then smiled. “yeah actually, a lot like them. Knightley telling me about him and z was actually the reason I brought it up to teddy. I just felt more comfortable with it like this and he was willing to give it a shot, it’s been working so far i think.” they shrugged. it was working out for them this way and Kirby was grateful for that. “since i got here basically so around three years almost. I have no interest in dating anyone else if I'm honest. I just like having the opportunity to have sex whenever since we don’t live together.”

"I should teach you what to check for in case of concussions," Knightley deadpanned, but there was a grin threatening to form on his face. He was trying to keep his composure but he could clearly picture Kirby antagonizing Teddy with his foot. The mental image managed to get a chuckle out of him. "Honestly you keep that up and he will hit his head on something when he faints," he quipped. Glancing at Mo as he worked he raised a brow at his questions, his eyes drifting around the house they were at. While them moving in together wasn't strange, they also hadn't mentioned any other changes which did have him curious.

Mo hummed in thought as he started rewrapping Kirby's foot. He vaguely knows the details with Knightley and Z, coworkers to relationship from what they understand. Kirby's situation seemed closer to his own, "So friends to dating then? The good old romcoms tropes?" He jokes trying to keep it under wraps how much he wants to ask more questions. They also seemed to have been right, or Kirby had a high pain tolerance, either way talking had made the patch up job easier. "Y'all planning on living together eventually? That one dude who fought with Teddy left right?" Maybe he should have told Eagan before moving in together, he thought to himself.

“oh please i tease him but he knows i won’t actually show him no matter how much he asks and if i ever do his ass will be firmly planted on the couch anyway.” Kirby laughed knowing there was no way they could help teddy to his feet in the case he did actually faint so any teasing was done while they were sitting down. “yeah something like that, he was my best friend before we started dating. well, one of them and he still is so.” they shrugged and rolled their eyes at the mention of Toni even though it wasn’t by name it was obvious who Mo was asking about. “his ass left yeah, good riddance in my opinion.” Kirby crossed their arms over their chest and slouched down a bit, biting the inside of their cheek irritated again about how all that went down. “but i don’t know, maybe. I like living at the commune but i also like having the privacy with him over at his place. I'd say later down the road when we’re together for longer I might change my mind on him moving in or me moving out but I like how things are right now.”

"Smart, if he passed out forward probably full on crush you," Knightley quipped. He adjusted the bandages around Kirby's foot, showing Mo how to properly tighten it without causing too much discomfort. At the mention of Toni he let Mo finish up, glancing at Kirby. After the faire his personal opinion of Toni wasn't high, preferring to limit his contact with the man to work only. His brow furrowed at the look on Kirby's face, "He did actually leave you alone like he said he was going to, right?" He asked, wondering if he'd missed something.

Mo glanced between the two as he started repacking up the first aid kit. Taking his gloves off he plopped down on the other end of the couch. He knew Toni and Teddy got into a fight or something, "Toni was trash talking you at the faire right?" He shook his head, the both guys were friends with Celia, he was hoping they were at least civil when around her. "He's friends with my sister, but he hasn't been around much. Figured it was cause Commune kept him busy or whatever."

“nope.” Kirby said quickly. “he tried to apologize but shit was said long story short i told him to shove the apology up his ass. i don’t really want to get into everything he said.” especially because they knew they weren’t innocent in it either and said stuff they shouldn’t, they were more anxious than anything at others starting to think they were a bad person because of it all. “he was yeah, some petty shit he had with teddy I'm pretty sure about your sister i guess. i don’t remember all of it but it was once again Toni trying to act like some big fucking macho man from what i gathered and do remember.”

Knightley stared, feeling his jaw clench, "Well least he said it to your face this time, I'll give him that," he grumbled. Getting off the floor he opted for the arm chair near the couch. "Glad things with Teddy are going well at least, bit of a rough start there for a minute," he said grimacing at how that day at the Ren faire had gone.

Mo felt like he'd stepped into something, but wasn't completely sure whether it was interesting or just awkward. His brow furrowed at the mention of Celia being one of the reasons, "She's got enough shit on her plate, least they've kept her out of it." As long as they both kept it that way he wouldn't have to get involved. "So is it weird now for you guys? Going from just friends to dating?" Figures they should fully change the topic. Reaching into his jacket pocket he pulls out a tin case. "Don't have tea for pain, but got weed. Or could see what we got at the bar if you rather that," Mo offered figuring he owed Kirby for letting him be their practice patient.

“said it to my face where everyone else at the commune could hear if they wanted to.” Kirby mumbled mostly to themselves and ran a hand through their hair before sitting up again. they only nodded at the mention of keeping Celia out of it, as far as they knew it was going to stay that way anyway. “not really, we act the same as we did when we were just friends now we’ve just got a label on it instead.” Kirby shrugged and looked at their foot then back at mo. “honestly pains manageable right now but I'm not gonna say no to free weed.” they said with a grin.

"Should have left his nose stay broken," Knightley grumbled to himself. He was good at keeping his emotions under control, but Toni had managed to annoy him enough with his interactions with Kirby. Glancing at Mo he raised a brow at how interested they were in Kirby and Teddy's relationship. "So how's living with Eagan? Didn't even tell me you were planning on that."

Mo took out his lighter after popping open the tin. Alcohol was still his main choice, but hanging with Val had him stocking up. Taking a slow drag, he leaned over to hand the joint and lighter to Kirby. He held the smoke before blowing it out, "What label do you have?" Glancing at Knightley he felt his cheeks flush as they shrugged, "It's fine and it just kind of happened. I was bitching about them stealing the sheets and then she's asking me if I want my own room here. So I have one now."

Kirby took the lighter and joint from Mo to take their own hit now, taking a long and what they felt like a much needed drag from it. they handed it back over to him and slouched back on the couch again, stretching a bit as they exhaled the smoke and shrugged. “boyfriends, i told him i don’t care if he refers to me as his boyfriend or partner but that’s essentially it. he’s my boyfriend and I'm his.” they hadn’t talked a whole lot about their relationship with anyone yet so it was taking some getting used to. “so you bitched about some sheets and now you live here huh? iiiiinteresting.” Kirby teased with a grin and glanced at Knightley.

When Mo held the joint and lighter to him, Knightley shook his head receiving a shrug back as the younger man took another hit. One of them should probably stay sober he mused, before glancing at Kirby, feeling a genuine smile on his face at how happy they seemed with Teddy. There was a small part of him that still felt guilty for how things had played out, but seeing them doing well was making it fade over time. Catching the look, his smile slid into a smirk as he glanced at Mo, "And here I thought you falling asleep on them at the faire was a one time thing," he quipped, "Complaining about sheet stealing, the two of you sound so domestic."

Mo had been in the middle of inhaling when he saw the grin on Kirby's face, pulling it away from his mouth he coughed awkwardly, hitting his chest with his first. Practically shoving the joint and lighter back at Kirby, "And here I was actually starting to like you," he grumbled feeling his face heat up even more. Glancing at Knightley they glared at him, "Shut the fuck up, we're not domestic. We're…" trailing off they shrugged mildly frustrated, "Fuck if I know, but it ain't domestic, you're domestic. Both of you are, with your romcom ass relationships."

Kirby grabbed the joint with a laugh and shrugged a bit, taking another big puff from it themselves. “don’t lie, you still like me. who else is gonna give you experience on bandaging someone up?” they looked over at Knightley as if to confirm that this does in fact happen a lot. “hey at least we can admit that we’re domestic. that why you kept asking me all those questions? cause you wanna be domestic with them hmmm?”

Knightley gave a serious nod, "Exactly Kirby is the perfect patient," he said before the grin broke through as he chuckled. Glancing at Kirby he shook his head, "We're going to give Teddy a heart attack." Turning back to Mo he raised a brow at the romcom comment, part of him wanted to argue but then again after the faire incident it had felt like some dramatic romance novel.

Mo was glaring at his lap, his cheeks felt like they were on fire as he shot Kirby another look. "If you weren't my patient and my guest I'd tackle you off this couch," he grumbled though there wasn't any heat behind his words. Squirming on his end of the couch he pressed his hands against his eyes, "Man I don't fucking know, they've been my best friend for like 8 years. They don't do relationships at least I don't think she does. And all my shits just been casual for like ever now, so how the fuck do I even bring it up."

"thank you." Kirby grinned back at Knightley and shook their head. "probably but he knows i don't get hurt on purpose, he signed up to be with my accident prone ass it's fine." they chuckled and was going to hand the joint back to Mo but was trying not to laugh at how red his face had gotten. "damn, you could cook an egg off your cheeks right now. oh you are so down bad for this person huh?" they laughed finally and threw a pillow towards him. "do it you won't, I still got three more working limbs." though they both knew if Mo even tried, Knightley would only have to shoot either of them a look and they'd stop. "I can tell you what not to do, aka, don't try and use your best friend to make her jealous cause it will back fire in your face. probably."

"He did sign up for that, well least you're still under warranty for me to patch you up," Knightley quipped, "Or could go with our local tomato over here." He probably should cut the younger man some slack, but he was also having too much watching him get increasingly flustered over all this. At the mention of what not to do, he held back a groan leaning his head back against the chair. While he'd been thinking about those events he'd been avoiding voicing them. "Agreed, do not do that. It will end awkwardly for all involved. As well as cause anxiety all around." Did he and Zarina decide to go public partly based on those events? Yes. Would he have rather had them come to that conclusion from literally anything else? Also yes.

Mo grunted when the pillow hit the side of his head, grabbing it he'd been tempted to say fuck it to proper bedside manner and whack Kirby anyway when he actually listened to what the two were saying. Glancing between them he set the pillow in his lap as his brow furrowed, "Wait aren't you two best friends or whatever?" Turning to look at Kirby he stared before a smirk formed on his face, "Dude did you seriously try and use Knightley to make him jealous? The romcom thing was suppose to be a joke, but holy shit." Glancing between them again he laughed and shook his head, "Using a doctor to make the small town guy jealous, damn dude that really is right out of a shitty romance novel."

“if i went with the local tomato then you’d be the one upset, don’t lie. i made that promise for a reason remember?” Kirby raised their eyebrow at Knightley only to start laughing again and shook their head. Mo's jokes mixed with Knightley's comment made their own cheeks go red but this time more from embarrassment of the entire situation, it wasn’t their proudest moment of ideas. they slumped into the couch more and crossed their arms again, pouting slightly. “shut up. it worked didn’t it?” not in the way any of them were hoping. “plus I said don’t do that, as in it backfired on me massively because I love teddy but he ended up thinking i was dating Knightley and not interested in him when it was the other way around and it was just one big awkward mess when we could’ve just talked and been honest with each other instead.” then again Kirby was the last person to willingly talk about their feelings with anyone.

"He's practically my protégé now, it be like going to the smaller version of me," Knightley quipped, "Though he's still on probation so I'm overseeing." If he was honest he'd still prefer to treat Kirby himself, but it was practical to know someone else could do it if needed. It was his turn for his face to flush, running a hand through his hair, having to explain things to Teddy had been an odd experience but least he had taken the hint. "You know talking about how it worked out might be sending mix signals, even if you two are in love now," he said giving them an amused smile.

Mo reached over to snatch the joint and lighter back, "I'm not that much shorter than you asshole," he grumbled. Taking a slow drag he managed one wobbly smoke circle. "So don't make them jealous, but if I did it could work out," they said shaking their head, "He's right I'm getting mixed signals." Grinning at Kirby they tossed the pillow back at them, "What are you pouting about, you're in loooove," he said stretching the word out obnoxiously, "Who knew you were such a marshmallow?"

Kirby hadn’t realized what they said and used the pillow to hide their face instead. “shut uuuuuuup,” they groaned out but it was muffled. they looked up now only to give Knightley a glare before moving it to Mo, deciding to throw the pillow back at him since he was the closest. except this time they aimed for his head and got up from the couch. “you know what? screw you guys I'm going back to the commune.” Kirby became to hobble their way towards the door since they still couldn’t put pressure on that foot yet and resorted to hopping.

Knightley felt a grin form, chuckling to himself as he watched the two go back and forth at each other. Getting up when Kirby did, it barely took a few steps to scoop them up in his arms. Opting instead to set them in the arm chair before taking their spot on the couch. "If you really wanna head back we can, but the hopping is just gonna ruin all the clean up we did," he still had an amused grin on his face as he looked at them. Glancing at Mo he raised a brow, "As funny as this is, Kirby isn't wrong about communicating. Eagan isn't unreasonable, unhinged maybe but you've been friends this long."

Mo grunted when the pillow hit him in the face, having been in the middle of another drag. Coughing he cleared his throat as he laughed, "Dude was that a South Park reference?" At Knightley's comment, he fiddled with the joint setting it back into the tin, stuffing both items in his pocket. "Yea we've been friends a while, which is why I don't wanna fuck things up. I just started living here, don't wanna make it weird, you know?"

“why must you be so fucking tall, this is unfair.” Kirby complained as Knightley scooped them and moved them to the chair instead. “I'm calling height disadvantage, if you were closer to my height I would’ve made it so much farther.” still they decided to get comfortable in the chair, sitting sideways on it and throwing their feet over the side to look at the both of them. “what? I've never actually seen south park before so I'm gonna go with no.” Kirby chuckled. they didn’t know Eagan or at least we’ll enough to have a judgement on how they were as a person but he figured if Knightley got along with her then they were probably cool. “you two sleep in the same bed sometimes despite you having your own room yeah? dude i doubt you’d be able to make it weird while that’s happening and worst case if it does get weird you can always just move out again.”

"Genetics, maybe I just stretched growing up a lot more than you or drank enough milk," Knightley deadpanned. Cocking his head to the side, he shrugged, a grin slipping back on his face, "Maybe you would have won at archery if I was closer to your height."

Mo felt his face flush at the reminder of how his nights went now. "I mean Yea I guess, we switch between rooms. Or I'll still crash at my sister's." Considering his social circle was less than a handful of people, talking about feelings was new and he's wasn't sure how he liked it. He flinched at the moving out comment which probably should have been a sign. "Feelings suck dude, I'm signing up to be a duck. Just toss myself into a pond."

“well whoever the fuck my parents are must’ve drew the short end of the stick, literally, cause if i was taller i’d be unstoppable.” Kirby glared at Knightley once again, remembering how they’d lost at archery by a single stupid point. “smothering you with a pillow is looking real good right now.” then they flipped him the bird before looking back at mo. “why would you wanna be the game warden?” Kirby teased knowing that they might be the only one who actually got that joke. “but yeah, they do suck. you just gotta deal with them sometimes or you can bottle them up for the rest of your life until you eventually explode. your choice.” they said casually with a grin.

Knightley chuckled, "Well least you can reach my face when I'm sitting." He raised a brow at Kirby's joke and shook his head, "That was terrible even for you." Cocking his head to the side he glanced between the two, "Huh, that was genuine advice, I'm impressed," turning back to Mo he shrugged, "They're not wrong it's your call. But considering how miserable you look might want to do something about it."

Mo was snickering watching the two, enjoying them bickering instead of talking. Least until Kirby's focus was back on him. Leaning his head back it was their turn to shrug. "Yea I'll think about it," he grumbled, "I'm getting way less sober, I'm making popcorn and putting a movie so y'all quit nagging me."

#non flying: kirby #stitching lessons: mo #//not me realizing two of these people only go by one name #//dead

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