STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Hockey Injury- Matt Pt.2

Here's the second part as promised! Thank u guys sm for commenting, reading and voting on the other parts of this story. It literally means sm to me to get feedback from ppl other than my teachers lmao

This one's basically the boys taking care of Matt's concussion and bruised ribs

TW: swearing, pet names, probably fake medical advice... ect

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" Can you guys shut up and stop yelling please?"
Nick and Chris immediately stopped arguing about the importance of maple syrup on french toast and turned to look at Matt. He was crumpled on the couch, eyes closed under dark sunglasses. His features seemed pinched in a grimace.
" We aren't yelling...?" Chris whispered.
" Yes, you are. You're even screaming right now."
" Ok sweets. I think you're due for another Advil."
" Another fifty, maybe." He muttered. " Fuck. this is terrible."
Nick placed a glass of water in front of him and two pills, which were quickly swallowed together.
" I feel like I can't breathe." Matt complained after a moment of silence, shifting uncomfortably. " When I inhale my entire chest feels like it's collapsing."
" You wanna try icing it again?"
" I guess..." Last time icing hadn't really done anything, but at this point Matt was willing to do anything to relieve the aching pain.
" Alright."
The three boys moved slowly from the couch to the bathroom, Matt leaning heavily on the wall to catch his breath, head pounding.
A familiar flare of anger rose in Chris.
Matt's listless body flying through the air.
The horrible cracking sound when he slammed into the boards.
The other player's smirk as Matt lay on the ice...
" That kid's lucky I didn't dropkick his ass across the ice." He muttered.
" Ok, Chris we get it." Nick sighed, helping Matt pull off his shirt in front of the mirror. " It's all you've been saying for the past 48 hours."
" Yeah but-"
" I don't even remember the kid who did it, let alone what happened." Matt sighed, cradling his head.
" None of it?"
" Nope. One moment I was taking a shot at the net- which went in, according to you guys. The next I was puking my guts out on the bench, Coach Gary getting all up close and personal."
" Well, if you'd seen the kid you'd want to cut off his balls as much as I-"
" Shit Matt." Nick interrupted, eyes caught on the nasty bruise spanning all across the right side of his upper torso. It was an angry purple color, having darkened in the past couple hours.
" Yeah, you're all puffy dude." Chris teased, pretending to poke his swollen ribs.
" Shut up. You legally can't make fun of me. I have a concussion."
" Yeah? Under what law would I find that exactly-"
" Ok! Both of you shut up." Nick intervened, holding the ice pack to Matt's side. " This fine?"
"Mhm." Matt's eyes popped open. " Shit, no. That's too hard. Press super lightly."
Nick adjusted the pressure.
Matt's face was slowly turning a pasty white, eyes becoming unfocused.
" You good, honey?"
" N-not really." He gulped, running a hand through his hair and clutching the bathroom counter for support. " M' feeling a little dizzy..."
" Fuck." Chris swore, helping Matt sink onto the side of the bathtub. Nick continued to gently press the ice onto his side.
" Is the ice helping at all?"
" I-um- yeah I think so. It's numbing it a little."
"Ok, that's good." Nick bit his lip, knowing that bruised ribs could take up to a month to heal. Seeing his brother in pain seemed to physically hurt him.
After a couple nail biting minutes, the rigidity in Matt's shoulders slipped away a little.
" Ok," He sighed. " I'm ok now. Really tired though."
" Well, there's an easy way to fix that." Nick said, slipping his arm around Matt's shoulders. Chris took his other side, weary to avoid his bruised ribs. The three boys made their way to Nick's bedroom, as it was the closest.
Matt sank back onto the pillows, eyes sagging closed.
Chris tucked him in and brushed his hair gently away from his face.
" Wait." Matt grasped his wrist. " Stay with me?"
Chris and Nick eyed each other, knowing they had things they had to do.
But one look at Matt's pale face and fragile voice had the two scrambling into bed beside their brother.
" Of course we'll stay with you." Nick answered.
" As long as you want." Chris grinned as Matt positioned his head in the crook of his shoulder.

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