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Concussion (Socorni)

"Hey Matt, we're paired up for the next Game Bang!"

Matt looked up from his computer an turned to the door where David was standing.  "What are we playing?"

"Um, I think a golf game for the Xbox or something."

Matt scrunched up his face.  "What?  Are you sure?"

David chuckled.  "Yeah.  But there's some twist or something."

Matt rolled his eyes.  "How much do you wanna bet someone's gonna get hurt?"

"I won't put money on it, but yeah. There's either going to be vomit or blood."

Matt groaned.  "Ugh.  Thanks for vocalizing your thoughts."

"Anytime.  I'm actually supposed to do something productive, so see you for filming?"

"You?  Productive?  Good luck with that.  See you at filming."

David playfully glared at him, and headed towards his office.
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"Shitshitshitshi- Fuck!"

Matt groaned quietly as he laid on the ground, having fallen off of the chair.

"Crap!  Dude, are you okay?"

Matt glanced up at David, and accepted his extended hand.  "Yeah.  Give- give the controller."

He bit his lip to hold back a groan of pain.  He smiled as he managed to get the shot, and high fived David.
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Matt clutched at his stomach, suddenly feeling sick.  Filming had finished almost an hour ago, and he felt like shit.  He grabbed the small garbage can and began heaving.  He coughed a few times and wiped his mouth on the sleeve of his hoodie. 

David looked in, worry etched on his face.  "Dude you okay?"

Matt winced.  "Why are you talking so loud?"

David furrowed his eyebrows.  "I'm- I'm not talking loudly.  What's going on?"

"Well, it feels like everything is about 6 times louder, I'm throwing up, I can't think, and my head's killing me."

David bit his lip.  "I'll be right back."

David rushed to his office and typed some stuff into Google.  "Shit." he muttered.

He grabbed his keys and shut down his computer.  "Yo, Ian."

Ian glanced up from where he was editing a video.  "What's up?"

"I think Matt's got a concussion.  I'm gonna take him to the hospital.  Is that okay?"

"Dude, go.  Make sure our try-hard is okay.  See you two later.  And call me when you get the results."

"Okay.  Bye Ian."

"Bye Laser."

David headed back to Matt's office, where he was curled up in his chair.  "Hey Matt.  Come with me."

Matt looked up, squinting slightly.  "What are we doing?"

"I'm taking you to the hospital.  I think you have a concussion."

Matt nodded and stood up, stumbling.  David rushed forward, slipping an arm around Matt's shoulders.  "I got ya."

Matt leaned against him, and the two of them slowly made their way outside.

David helped Matt into the car, gently squeezing his shoulder as he did so.

David kept glancing over nervously at Matt, who was half asleep, but clutching at his head. He reached over and held Matt's hand as a sign of comfort.
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Matt and David looked up at the doctor as she walked back into the room. "Well Mr. Sohinki, it looks like you've got a concussion. Here's a prescription for pain medication, and try to avoid any physical activity, and anything that needs much brain activity." She turned to David. "Are you going to keep an eye on him?"

Matt raised an eyebrow. "I don't need-"

David cut him off. "Yeah."

"Okay! Just make sure Matt doesn't hurt himself further.

David nodded and shook her hand. "Thank you doctor. Come on Matt. Let's get you home."

Matt mumbled something, but complied. He slipped and arm around David's shoulders to steady himself. "I don't need you to watch me. I'm an adult."

David glanced over at him.  "Considering you can barely stand by yourself, I doubt it."

Matt muttered a few curses under his breath. "Dave?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we at least stay at my apartment?"

"Definitely."
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David poked around in Matt's apartment. "Matt? Where do you keep your art stuff?"

"Um, in the cabinet under the TV.  Why?"

David grinned as he opened the cabinet.  "Hold on."  He printed out a few sheets.  He grinned at Matt as he walked into his room. 

"Uh, Dave?  What are you doing?"

"We're gonna color!"

"What?"

David handed him some crayons and a coloring sheet.  "You were complaining you were bored, so I did some stuff online, and this takes little brain, um, whatever it is.  Energy?  Whatever."

Matt grinned.  "Thanks dude."

"Hey, I forced my assistance onto you.  Might as well make myself useful."
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Matt yawned.  "Imma get some more sleep."

David smiled at him and collected the crayons.  "Okay.  Sleep well."

Matt smiled and curled up under the covers.  "Thanks.  Love you."

"What?"

Matt blushed.  "Um- I, uh, I meant-"

"Really?"

Matt looked down.  "Kinda."

David set down what was in his arms, and walked back over.  He lifted Matt's chin, and pressed their lips together.  Matt blushed darker and returned the kiss.  When they pulled apart, David grinned.  "Love you too.  Now get some sleep."