[fic] try a little tenderness ; leverage, parker/eliot/hardison

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try a little tenderness. leverage. parker/eliot/hardison. g. 100. ao3.  

"man, will you just shut up and let us take care of you?"

 

notes: for a multifandomdrabble treat. 

"Man, will you just shut up and let us take care of you?"

 

"No, because I don't need to be taken care of."

 

Eliot rises from the bed but Parker pushes him right back down onto it.

 

"That broken arm says otherwise."

 

"Not to mention the fractured ribs, the sprained ankle, the concussion..." Hardison adds.

 

"Alright, alright! I'll let you take care of me! God. Just stop talking."

 

Hardison and Parker take this as an invitation to take a seat on either side of him. The bed just barely fits the three of them.

 

Parker kisses Eliot's bruised cheek. "Never."