STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Hockey Injury- Matt pt. 3

       Hey!! Sry for not posting recently I've just had school and stuff, but it's the weekend now so !!
Thx for the request _sturnioluvs  sry it took so long <33

TW: swearing, pet names

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            Matt rolled over with a sigh, wincing at the bruised feeling on his ribs. He'd been trying to sleep for at least two hours, but between the pounding in his head and the excruciatingly bright room, sleep evaded his grasp.
    Ok, maybe all the lights were turned off and all the blinds shut tightly, not to mention it was three AM, but even the darkest of shadows burned Matt's eyes like the sun.
    " Fuck." he muttered to himself, shifting again, trying to get comfortable. The room was too hot, and he'd turned his pillow over so many times that neither side was cold anymore.
    His heart began to race frantically against his throbbing ribs. The anxiety was creeping in, nestling itself in his throat and around his collarbone. Matt hated not being able to sleep, his mind racing about all the things he had to do tomorrow, how he'd be so tired-
    A painful twinge in his ribs pulled him from his thoughts. How long had it been since he had that Advil? Two hours? Three?
    In any case, it was probably time for another one.
    He slipped out of bed, breathing through a couple seconds of disorienting dizziness. After it finally passed, he padded out of his room and down the hall. There was no light from under Chris's door, indicating that he was actually asleep. Surprising. He was known to do lives at too-fucking-early in the morning.
    Matt crept into the kitchen and fumbled around in a couple cupboards noisily. Fuck. Where was it?
    The kitchen was bathed in shadows, the only light illuminating the pale boy spilling from the crescent moon above.
    " Chris?" A groggy voice called from Nick's room. " Stop making so much fucking noise."
    Matt jumped in surprise, nearly knocking over a pile of dirty dishes. The noise seemed loud, and it reverberated around his skull like a drum. He'd thought he was being really quiet. Guess not.
    " It's Matt." He croaked back, bending to look in the drawers for the Advil.
    " Matt?" There was a rustling, then a tired looking Nick walked into the kitchen. " What are you doing up, babe?"
    " Can't sleep." Matt leaned back against the counter and closed his eyes. God, his head hurt. " And can't find any fucking medicine-"
    " Oh!" Nick said, cutting him off. " It's in my room. C'mere."
    Matt sighed but followed his brother into his substantially colder bedroom. Nick popped open the lid of the Advil and tossed it to Matt, who grabbed it and dry swallowed it quickly.
    " Why can't you sleep?"
    " I don't know." Matt slumped onto Nick's bed.
    " Ribs? Head?"
    " All of the above."
    " Hm." Nick thought for a moment. " Want to stay here with me?" He smiled at his brother who was already curled up on the end of his bed, and took that as a yes. He slid in under the blankets and pulled them over Matt as well.
    " Th'nks, Nick." He mumbled out of nowhere. His face was pushed into a pillow.
    A small smile flitted across Nick's lips and he watched his tired brother. " Of course." He gently carded a hand through his hair, hoping to ease his headache.
    They both fell asleep in record time.
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Tygsm so much for reading my story and voting and commenting on it. It's actually so crazy to me that ppl can enjoy the things that I write and choose to read them. So tysm!! <33
Lmk what u think or if u have any constructive criticism 🫶
Also sry this one's so short