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(Y/N), Noah and Kris all sit silently within the hospitals waiting room, the two brothers on either side of the women.
Noah looks up, uneasy, before leaning over his friend to talk to his brother. "Okay, what are the rules?" He asks, and grins a little when (Y/N) rests her head against his shoulder and looks over at Chris.
His brother sighs before looking at the two.
"Bros before hoes."
Both adults turn to him with raised brows, but (Y/N) holds up her hand and gives him a little high five at his joke. Noah shakes his head, and Kris tries again. "Don't be a problem, don't go looking for a problem."
"Or else?" (Y/N) says, and both brothers nod their heads.
"Or else we're gonna have a problem."
"That's my boy." She praises, and wraps her arm around the boys head and brings him in for a hug. Noah watches with a small smile as his brother laughs, and grabs his friends hand with a grateful nod.
"Thank you for being here." He says, nodding his head to show that he really meant it. (Y/N) returns the smile, before letting go of his hand and looking around. "What is taking so long?" She whispers, making sure that Kris couldn't hear her.
Noah sighs softly, and pats her leg before getting up. "You two wait here, I'll be right back." The two nod, and are left alone while they watch him leave out the door.
(Y/N) looks down at Kris and notes that his leg was pacing up and down, most likely from the nerves. She bites her lip and digs into the bag, before bringing out his gameboy and offering it to him.
"You wanna show me how to beat Bowser?"
...
Noah quickly makes his way out the room, but not before locking eyes with the minestrator behind the office desks. The women quickly exits the waiting room and watches as the he tries to slip past her and into the hallway.
"Mr Diaz?" She questions, and Noah turns around, a little frantic. "Hey, I-I know we're a little behind on the bill-"
"Three months behind." She corrects, and crosses her arms over her chest while she stares at Noah
The two stay silent for a moment longer before the minestrator unfolds her arms and sighs. "Until your account is correct you can't bring your brother here, I've told you that."
Noah nods his head, trying his best not to blow a fuse. "I'm gonna fix it, I just need a little more time." He pleads, but the women shakes her head. "You can always take him to the ER."
"Yeah but they won't see him in the ER unless he's critical."
"Mr Diaz-"
"He's eleven!" Noah yells slightly, and glances behind her when he sees (Y/N) pop her head out at the noise. "He's eleven years old." He says one last time, to which the women merely shakes her head again.
