Kid 🔥
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Kid 🔥
@HellionHorns
TW: themes of xenophobia and prejudice.

"It better." Billy's hand starts to squeeze Kids, and his eyes lock onto the doctors. "Do what you need to. Just save him."

"I'm not lettin them find /anythin/." Billy watches as Kid lays back, his hand reaching out to curl around the others. "They /won't/ touch you."

Billy scowls at the items, and with extreme reluctance, he pulls the scrubs and hairnet on, following. The doctors in. His eyes lock onto Kids, and they soften just for a moment. "You're fine. I'm here."

Of course, Billy's following. His eyes narrow, and he's stopped by the surgery door. "Let me the fuck in."

"The hat stays on." Hand tightening around Kid, his eyes narrow at the doctor. He glares, the tension in his jaw tightening. "You can let him have /that/."

"Fuck." That's exactly what they didn't need to hear. Billy presses himself against Kids side, trying to steady him. And to steady himself. "Do what the /fuck/ you need." His hand rests on Kids side. He's not leaving.

"Don't touch him." He snaps at the nurse. His teeth grit, and he lets out a snarl, if he were an animal he'd have his teeth bared. "Tell us what to do. Now."

Billys eyes narrow, but he understands what Kid wants. His hand rests on Kids stomach, his brows furrowed.

Billy grips Kid with both his hands, trying to keep the other steady. He glances at the doctor. "How will we know that it's worked."

Just for a moment, Billy's eyes widen in panic. "Shit." He let out a growl under his breath, gripping tightly onto Kid. "You're fine. Kid, I'm not lettin go of you." Billy glares at the doctor, waiting for him to hurry /up/.

Kid is, and it's showing. "Fuckin do it. Now." He shifts himself closer to Kid, trying to reassure him.

A glance at Kid, and then a glance back at the doctor. Oh, he's not liking the sound of /any/ of this. "What." He let out a low hiss, and then his eyes narrow. "Tell us what the /fuck/ is goin on. Now."

Billy pauses, his hand still hovering over Kid's side. The sight of the doctor holding the stethoscope to Kids stomach. "What. What's wrong." His teeth grit, he's fearing the worst.

"Then hurry the fuck up." Billy's lips curl into a snarl, one hand coming to rest on Kids back. "Get one. /Now/." He turns his gaze to Kid, worry flicking across his face.

Billy snarls, eyes narrowing. "What happened."

Oh, that's concerning. Billy stares as Kid glances around, his teeth gritting slightly. "Stay down, I'm getting you some water." He stands, and starts to head towards the door, trying to find something for Kid to drink.

