In the Gang (Sapnap x reader)

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"where's Nick? Groceries don't normally take this long."

You get up from the couch, picking at your fingers slightly. You look to Alex who gives you a sympathetic look.

"He's fine, he would text us if anything happened."

You feel a bit of relief, realizing that you might indeed be overreacting. You decide to go lay down, maybe spend some time looking at art on twitter. After another 45 minutes, Nick still not home, your worry picks up again.

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tw: blood, bruising and vomiting
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Nick eventually finds the strength to stand up, sure that Kyle is fully gone. He groans as he stands, clutching his stomach in pain. He leans against the wall to stable himself, pain shooting through his entire body. He wipes the back of his hand against his nose, cringing at the pain, further cringing at the blood left on his hand. He sees his wallet and phone sitting on the ground and carefully bends down to pick them up, awkwardly turning his knees to cause the least amount of pain. He readjusts, taking a moment to plan what to do.

He pushes the door of the arcade open, people staring as he walked in. It had been long enough for deep bruises to form and the cuts and rips in his clothes were quite noticeable. Head hanging down, he walks to the bathroom, limping more with each step. He walks into the bathroom, praying that it's empty. Luckily, he sees no one there and immediately heads to the paper towel dispenser. He wets them with slightly warm water, doing his best to clean the dried blood from his face and body. He hopes the blood in his hair blends in enough that people won't notice it.

He takes his jacket off, looking over his arms to check for any bruises. He sighs seeing the damage and winces at the pain in his shoulder as he moves his arm. The door cracks open, a man walking in. He sees Nick, worry immediately evident in his eyes. Nick just shakes his head, looking away. The guys seems to take the hint, walking by Nick to do his business. Nick takes out his phone, waiting for the guy to leave. He decides to look up how to get rid of bruises so you guys don't get suspicious. As the man leaves, he turns looking at Nick one last time.

"Good luck with whatever you have going on."

With that, he walks out before Nick can react. Nick pauses, then snaps back, putting his phone down with his jacket. He lifts his shirt, scared of the damage Kyle had done. His stomach and chest hurt the most out of anything. His torso was patched with blue, red and purple marks. Some were deep, speckles of red from the burst blood vessels present, others only just starting to form. He moves his hand up to his chest, pressing lightly on his ribcage. He immediately regrets that, pain shooting down his back and chest. He turns, running to the closest stall and throwing up. Throwing up only causes him more pain, in turn, making him vomit again. Eventually, the cycle stops and he wipes his mouth with paper towel. He can't avoid it anymore.

He has to go back to the house.
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"Look, he texted me, he's fine."

Karl turns his phone so you can see his screen, and of course, Nick had texted him. You let out a breath, rubbing a hand through your hair. You fall onto the couch, looking at the octopus in your hand with a smile. Suddenly, you hear the door open, and Nick walks in. You look over a see that Nick's hair was caked with blood, bruises and cuts covering his body, even his pants were ripped. You immediately stand up, running over to Nick.

"Oh my god, what the fuck happened?"

You reach to hug him, but quickly pull back, realizing a hug might be painful. He keeps his head down.

"I need to take a shower, I'm fine."

You cross your arms, anger starting to bubble. But before you even had time to think, Nick pushes past you and makes his way to the bathroom. Alex walks over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.