American Horror Story Preferences

[Murder House] You get hurt

Tate:

The moment he lays his big eyes on your slumped over frame, he began to panic. The dead teen rushes towards you, gently grabbing your shoulders; leaning down so you two were at eye level,
"What happened?! Who hurt you?!"
Panic quickly turned to anger as he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you up to your room where he began to examine the bruises. Once you explain it was your carelessness that caused it, he breathed out lightly.
"Don't do this to me. It hurts me when I see you like this."
Then, as usual, you got a sappy 'I love you' and a kiss on the cheek.

Violet:
She originally was angry with you, seeing you were later than usual meeting up with her after school. And by later, I mean you were a few hours late; and you arrived with a leg cast.
"Vi, let me explain--"
You started before you got pulled into an unexpected tight hug.
"What did you do, dumbass."
She whispered, cracking a small smile as she held you as close as possible to her. You expected to get yelled at, or ignored, but the second she saw your wounds she knew it wasn't on purpose.

Ben:

The psychologist raised a questioning eyebrow at you as you walked into his home.
"Sprained?"
He questioned, looking from your crutches, towards your slightly raised ankle. You nodded slightly, only for him to walk over, raising your face to plant a sweet kiss on your forehead.
"Don't do it again."
He was worried, honestly, seeing you hadn't answered any of his calls; but he was a calm man around you, and he liked to keep it that way.

Nora:

This is where her motherly instincts kicked in. She quickly grabbed your hand, pulling you over to her rocking chair, where she quickly sat you down.
"(Y/N) did someone do this to you?"
She questioned, poking at the cut across your cheekbone.
"No, no. I'm fine, Nora. I just cut myself on accident."
You didn't want to go into the embarrassing details, and you knew she wouldn't push you, either. She just smiled lightly, keeping a grip on your hand.