The Misunderstood Bash Brothers

Dean -2

Y/N/N= Your Nick Name

Y/N:

We'll he called us pathetic. We had a 12-1 score...
He yelled at everyone for something that happened. And in the next hour, everyone had practice..even after that big game..

He was harsh on everyone, to the point that once he left, I swore I could've seen Fulton wipe at his eyes while he sat next to Dean.

Averman looked at Connie, "well that was motivating..."

"You said it.." I chimed in.

Dean set his hand on Fulton back, both of the Bash Brothers were looking down at there skates.
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Practice lasted us till 2:30 in the morning.. though some of us stayed later. Luckily I was able to leave but Dean, Fulton, Charlie, Guy and Luis had to stay much later..

Me and the girls waited around with everyone else..

And soon Connie checked her phone and went to the dorms.

And soon I went to Dean and Fultons dorm.

Dean was trying to get comfy in bed, though he was just moving around and groaning. Poor Fulton was on the ground still in some pads, asleep. You got most of him on his bed, and then went to Dean.

Dean: nnnngh... *huf huf*

Y/N: *sighs* hey baby.. *rubbing his back*

Dean: Y/N/N it hurts..-..*talking how someone would when you're about to cry or just miserable*

Y/N: oh Dean..what did he do you to..??

Dean: *huff huff* s-so..many drills..I hit-*huff* the wall- *huff* so many.. *huff* times.. *breathing quickens*

Y/N: jeez if this keeps up he'll kill you!..

Y/N got into the bed and slowly Dean crawled ontop of her. Shoving his face into her neck.

Dean: *groaning in pain* *nuzzles further into her neck*

Y/N: you ok?

Dean: shoulders..back.. argh..! Can you gent my tank off..??

Y/N: Dean it's already off....

Dean: c-can you move your hands onto my shoulders..!

Y/N: alright alright.. *gently massages his shoulders and upper back*

Dean: *sighs and falls asleep, softly snoring*

YN could hear his snoring, but a few feet away she could hear some quiet sniffles. Fulton..

Y/N looked to her side and watches as his back shook as he quietly sobbed.

Fulton: *mumbling in his sleep* im trying in trying..! *sobbing quietly*

Y/N: Poor thing...

She said before dozing off.