finders keepers ? k.jw | ?

At Johnny's animal clinic, you had to stay in the waiting room while he finished up with a patient. After he handed the dog back to its owner, and dismissed the front desk attendee for their lunch break, he finally gestured the two of you back. You helped Jungwoo up from his seat, wrapping his arm back around you so you could slowly follow your friend into the back. Johnny held the door open for you all as he led the way into the exam room. You could tell the morphine had been wearing off faster and faster, even though Jungwoo hadn't said anything. He had been favoring his side more and more, and vocalizing noises of pain more frequently as the day wore on.

"How is it?" Johnny was nice enough to ask as you helped Jungwoo half-sit and half-lean on the exam table. You'd seen some pretty big animals on this thing, you were pretty sure it could handle him.

"Fine," Jungwoo hissed.

"He's not bleeding on the outside anymore, but everything's still pretty banged up internally," you answered honestly, shooting Jungwoo a pointed look. "Do you think you could like x-ray him while we're here? See if anything's broken?"

Johnny stopped where he had been getting supplies from some drawers. "Would x-rays kill him?"

"I mean, you traveled through space, right? Isn't there a bunch of radiation there?" You asked Jungwoo hopefully. "Johnny can take some pictures of you with x-rays, right?"

"Yes, that will be fine," Jungwoo nodded minutely.

And so Johnny moved around his portable x-ray machine to take a few images of Jungwoo's side where the pain was most concentrated. You had to stand outside the room while it was being done, but as soon as Johnny gave you the thumbs-up, you rushed back in, helping Jungwoo sit back up. Johnny took the lead vest back off, leaving him in his white coat again as he went back over to the imaging machine.

"Okay, here we go," Johnny muttered, clicking a few things on the computer to pull up the images. "Remember, I'm not a human doctor, and definitely not an alien doctor."

"We know, Johnny," you retorted.

The first image came up, and you yourself weren't any kind of doctor, but that definitely didn't look right. A dark line going right down what you assumed to be a rib, splitting it all the way through. "Yep, your rib's broken," Johnny declared, pointing to the severance.

Jungwoo's brow furrowed with concern. "It shouldn't—"

"Yeah, no shit. Remember, dude, you fell out of the sky twelve hours ago, I'm surprised you're alive."

"No, I should be more healed than that."

"You said that the lack of hydrogen in the atmosphere was making it so your body couldn't produce as much natural painkillers, remember? Maybe something is making you heal a bit slower, too," you suggested reassuringly. "I'm sure you'll be fine, it'll just be a little longer."

"That's probably it," Johnny agreed. "Are you eating enough? I know Y/N only has that vegan crap at her house, you probably need a real meal—"

"His whole planet is vegetarian, you dick." You flipped him off. "You'd probably kill him if you gave him a steak."

"Alright, damn," he held his hands up with a laugh. "Let me just shoot him up with morphine and you two can get out of here, huh? I'll do a double dose from last time."

"I need to be able to get him home, John," you said frankly.

"I'll drive you."

"Alright," you nodded, then looked to the alien. "Sound good Jungwoo? Twice as much as last time? So hopefully it'll last a bit longer?"