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"HEY SEB, HOW YOU HOLDING UP?" fiona asked, running into the hospital room with the whole family trialing behind — including valerie and joel.
"good, hurt like fucking hell when they shoved the bone back into place, but other than that, yeah; i'm good." sebastian said, leaning his head into the pillow. his arm was gonna be in a sling for the next couple of months.
"what'd the doctor say?" lip asked.
"wasn't a clean break, and it's gonna take up to maybe 8 weeks to heal, i can leave tomorrow." sebastian told the group.
"how'd you even land on your shoulder?" joel asked, leaning against the edge of the bed.
"why are you even here?" ian asked the brunette with a glare. joel put his hands up in defense, standing back.
"ian leave him alone, joel, i was trying to do a trick. i've been practicing figure skating and i failed." sebastian glared at the red head. "hey, j, you think i could set a piercing appointment for next week?" sebastian sighed, looking over at the tatted brunette.
"yup, friday work?" the brunette asked, swinging around to the side of the bed.
ian had no right to be jealous, he knew that. ian wasn't in a relationship with sebastian, plus the red head slept with mickey — who's seb's cousin. ian couldn't help it though, because if sebastian was with anyone it would probably be joel, they look like the perfect match — the tattoos, piercings, attitude. ian was not that person.
"sounds like a plan." sebastian grinned with a wink.
"yeah, but first — before i leave — get well soon. second, your eyes are dilated, did you relapse?" joel asked the second part quietly, leaning down to make sure only seb could hear him. sebastian shook his head, muttering something about the pills he was given during the surgery that didn't even happen yet.
joel nodded, standing up and giving the family a wave before walking out. ian turned and stood a few steps away from the family as his phone rang. he answered, sebastian overheard him talking to linda, who was asking for the red head to go to the kash and grab.
"i've gotta go; some kind of emergency at the store. see you tomorrow, seb." he told them, before walking out of the room.
"you gonna be okay on you're own?" valerie asked the dirty blonde, sittting at the edge of his bed and grabbing his hand.
