Are you sure?
Prompt: I posted this earlier, but incorrectly. Basically Link and owen go out for drinks and it doesn’t end well.
Link was sitting in a meeting with most of the department heads, regarding budget and resources. Though he had been to meetings like this every month, this month felt a little different. The reasoning for that was- this month was when he found out his girlfriend was pregnant.
She was sitting across from Link on her phone, meanwhile owen was sitting directly next to him. It’s not like they had issues with each other, but they weren’t exactly best buds.
After Bailey finally came and addressed everything, giving everyone the lay of the land, The meeting finished leaving Amelia who was talking with Bailey, and Owen and Link alone in that room. Being polite waiting for Amelia, link started a conversation with Owen.
It started talking about work, but quickly descended with talking about hanging out, outside of work. Owen suggested they’d meet at a bar and have a couple of drinks, since it seemed link was going to be in Leo’s life and Link being Link accepted.
It didn’t seem to be that big of a deal, but he wasn’t so excited about it. He honestly just didn’t know what they would have to talk about.
“Let me get this straight…” She started, pointing her finger at him. “You said yes to having drinks with my ex- husband, who clearly isn’t your best friend.” She went on giggling at Link’s predicament.
“It sounded like a good idea at the time!” He admitted, opening the door to another corridor. They walk on, laughing and joking about how this evening is going to go until link asks an honest question.
“How do you think this is gonna go?” He voices his concern, beginning to get a little nervous. Not because he’s intimidated by Owen, but because he doesn’t know how he’s going to react if Owen gets too drunk and out of hand.
“I- I don’t know. I think it’ll be what you make it.” Amelia honestly acquired, not sure what to believe.
“I think that if he wants to act professional- which that is what Owen is, then it’ll be OK. Just try to relax and have fun, even though I know it will be hard.” She kissed his cheek as he watched her off to her next consult.
later that day at about 8:30 at night, link pulled up to the bar waiting for Owens car to pull in.
Link was laying against the back of his car, as he saw Owen Drive by in a parking space close to him.
“Hey.” Link smiled, weirdly shaking his hand.
Owen reciprocated the handshake, and they walked into the bar together.
Link decided on his usual beer as Owen settled for Vodka.
The conversation went on a little bit like it did at the hospital, formally talking about work and nothing else.
they shared a few laughs, actually got along together, but that was until Owen was on his fifth round of shots.
He started to become a different person, acting like a douche bag.
“Link, you’re lucky.” Owen stated, trying to grab his jacket. “Thank you? What are you doing Owen, you can’t leave.” Link took the jacket back, trying be a god man.
“Hey, what if I order you a cab. It’s the safer option, and tomorrow you can pick up your car.” He suggested. He didn’t want Owen to do anything dumb and he also didn’t want to feel bad if he let him drive, especially in the current state that he was in.
Luckily Owen cooperated, and link called him a cab that would arrive in about 30 minutes.
He didn’t want to be awkward so Link started more conversation, which was a big mistake on his part.
“So, how have you been? I’ve been seeing you surgeries on the board, they’re big.” Link modestly admitted, being nice.
Owen wanted to talk, but not necessarily about what Link wanted to talk about.
“H-hey Link… When I was s-seeing Am-elia, She was Wild. S-She would make me feel a- and do things I didn’t even know I could… L-like in bed.” Owen smirked, not aware of his drunken state.
“Stop buddy, you’re drunk and this isn’t the conversation we should be having.” Link tried, but Owen wouldn’t stop.
“I mean it, n-no wonder you got her p- pr-pregnant. Even if it was a mistake, you still screwed her brains out.” Owen laughed, and this time Link wasn’t too nice.
“You really wanna stop now.” He spoke in a dangerously low tone, but Owen had already gotten his coat, and walked outside. Link followed him to make sure he didn’t try to get in his car, even though he was upset.
He grabbed Owens arm to try to hold him back from getting his keys, but Owen retaliated.
It was a quick hard punch to link’s face, which ended in his nose bleeding.
Suddenly they were fighting, and Link ended up blacking out after hitting him back three times harder.
The next thing he knew he was picked up by his furious girlfriend, And he was taken to his own apartment.
“It hurts.” Link squinted his eyes, his head pounding as his girlfriend held a cold rag to his head.
He wouldn’t stay still- squirming as the rag was too cold when it was placed on the open wound.
They were lying on the bed, Amelia right next to him, leaning over with the necessary tools to help him.
“don’t move, they hit your head really hard.” She whispered, not sure if loud noises were going to affect how he felt.
She also didn’t wanna say Owen’s name directly, because she didn’t know how he would feel.
Especially after he had just been in a fight with him.
“you know you can say his name… Owen. Owen hit me hard, Amelia and I retaliated.”
He drowsily grabbed her hand, moving it off his head to kiss the top of her hand.
“I’m sorry.” Link kissed her once more, Wincing as Amelia used her other hand to lay ointment on all of his wounds, blowing to give him a bit of pain release.
“You don’t have anything to be sorry about.” She assured him noticing as he placed his hands on her waist.
“you don’t have to tell me what the fight was about if you don’t want to. I’m just here to clean you up, We can really just- try to rest.”
She put the medical gear to the side, lifting his arms up to get his shirt off.
She didn’t know if he needed help, but she was going to give it to him anyway. He looked pretty upset and annoyed and she didn’t want to push him, because he would never push her.
He let her take his shirt off, as he stripped down to his boxers. He then lay down dragging the covers over his body, while Amelia did the same.
She dressed in her nightgown and laid close to him, putting an arm around his waist.
they started to rest in silence, until link broke it.“We started drinks normally, and I actually had fun with the guy. Then as he started to get drunk he started talking about you and your performance in bed, and I didn’t appreciate it.” He paused trying to gather more of his thoughts.
“I stayed kind and polite until he threw a punch at me for trying to help him back inside the bar until he got a cab. The guy punched me, so I punched him back harder, then we started fighting.” Link looked in her eyes waiting to see a trace of disappointment, but he couldn’t find it. She just stayed there listening to him like he would’ve listened to her.“Ok.” Amelia sighed, kissing his temple.
“Ok?” He asked, waiting for her to say more.
“Yeah, Ok.” She sighed, entangling herself in him. “I’m sure you’re sleepy, so let’s just rest, babe.”
She said those words rarely as they started dating, but they always made him feel safe and loved.
“You sure?” He questioned, already half sleep.
“Goodnight.” She gave her last words, snuggling against him.
I apologize for screwing up.