The Son of the CEO {Rolleigns}

Motorcycle Accident

"Dad stop it hurts!" I cried out as Dad pulled his fingers out of me, cream still on his fingers.

"Seth you have to calm down, I know it hurts but the cream needs to be applied." Dad wiped his fingers clean with a tissue before sitting down on his bed next to me and hugging me close. "Shhh, settle down."

I laid my head against Dad's chest, crying into it. Dad sighed, grabbing my boxers and standing off the bed, pulling me up with him. He puts my boxers on before picking me up bridal style, carrying me downstairs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head on his shoulder, slowly starting to calm down. Dad puts me on a couch in the living room, pushing me down by my chest to lay down against the pillow. Dad grabbed a blanket and puts it on top of my body before rubbing my cheeks with his thumb, softly.

"Do you want me to make you anything special for dinner tonight?" Dad asked and I nodded, sniffling. "What would you like?"

"Grilled Cheese." I rubbed my eyes of any remaining tears.

"Okay, anything else?" Dad asked and I shook my head. "Alright, I'll start cooking at five."

"Can you cook me some soup now?" I asked.

Dad sighed. "Of course, but I need to do my paperwork afterwards so you'll have to either have to wait for me to get done or get it yourself if you need me after I cook."

"Thanks Dad." I sat up, giving him a hug. Dad hugged me back, kissing the top of my head.

"Anything for my little boy." Dad rubs my back before pulling away.

I groaned. "I'm not so little anymore, Dad."

"You are to me." Dad walked to the kitchen and I laid back down, rolling my eyes.

"Wait Dad could you grab my phone? It's on the kitchen table."

Dad walked back to the living room, giving me my phone. I thanked him and went on it, seeing I've had a missed call from Dean. Oh? I wonder what Dean needed, he normally never calls me. I called him back, putting my phone to my ear and listening to it ring.

"Hey Seth, about damn time you called back." Dean chuckled and I couldn't help but to laugh and roll my eyes.

"You're a crazy man, I was busy." I smiled. "What did you need?"

"I was calling to tell you I'm on my way to your house. I'm pulling on your street now so see you in a few." Dean hung up before I had a chance to say anything.

I groaned, not exactly in the mood to see any of my friends today. I just want a day off, my ass hurts and I just got home from the hospital yesterday. I sat up, pulling the blanket off of me and walked to the kitchen, walking over to Dad who was standing at the stove, cooking my soup.

"Dad, Dean is coming over, that's okay, right?" I asked and he nodded.

"Of course. When is he coming over?" Dad asked just as the doorbell rings.

"Now." I walked out of the kitchen and to the door, opening it to see Dean standing there. "Hey Dean."

"Hey pantless Seth." Dean smirked as he walked in. I looked down and blushed out of embarrassment.

"Just pretend I'm wearing pants." I chuckled as I shut the door. "So what brings you here?"

Dean smiled. "A couple things actually. One, there's a party going on at Paige's place this Friday and you're going to show up." Dean's smile dropped. "And I fell off my motorcycle a couple blocks away."

"Oh my god Dean are you okay?" I asked, scanning his body to see his leather jacket was ripped a little on his right sleeve, dirt all over the side and back of his jeans, and a big hole under his butt.

"Yeah, just a little sore." Dean sniffled. "Mm is your dad cooking? Smells delicious."

"Yes he is." I felt my stomach grumble. "Come on, you're getting looked at." I grabbed his arm and brought him upstairs.

"No Seth I'm fine, I just need to fix my bike and sew up my jeans." Dean shrugged as I pulled him into the bathroom.

"No Dean, the cut under your butt don't look so good." I sighed and helped Dean take off his leather jacket.

Dean groaned while I did so and when I saw his right arm, I gasped. "Seth, this is nothing, no act so surprised."

"This is not nothing! You're bleeding everywhere and your shoulder looks dislocated."

Dean sighed loudly. "I'm not going to the hospital, the hospital could go fuck itself."

"The hospital will help you, Dean please go." I removed his tank top carefully, seeing minor road burns on his right hip.

Dean got out of his jeans and I saw his upper thigh has road burns and a couple scratches. I walked to the closet in the hallway and pulled out a first aid kit, walking back in the bathroom. I began to nurse up his injuries, besides his dislocated shoulder. I wrapped Dean's road burns on his right arm to stop the bleeding and around his waist for his hip. I just cleaned up Dean's thigh and below his butt with peroxide since I couldn't really wrap them up.

I looked at Dean's shoulder, sighing. "You should go to the hospital for that."

"No way. Pop it back into place for me." Dean held his arm out to me and I shook my head quick.

"No! If you really want to, ask my dad." I rubbed the back of my neck, deciding whether or not if that was the right answer to give Dean.

"Hunter!" Dean yelled, walking out of the bathroom and downstairs.

"Dean I was joking!" I yelled, running after him to see he was already in the kitchen.

"Whoa Dean, what happened?" Hunter asked as Dean sighed.

"Motorcycle accident. Could you pop my shoulder back in place? Seth refuses to do it." Dean rolled his eyes at me and I pouted.

"Uh yeah sure." Hunter walked over to Dean and popped his shoulder back into place as I cringed. "Better?"

"Yep. Thank you." Dean moved his arm, rubbing his shoulder.

"Hey Dad, could Dean borrow a pair of your clothes? His clothes are kind of ripped up and dirty."

Dad nodded. "Sure. Your soup is done by the way. Dean, I suggest you take a shower. I'll go grab some clothes for you and put your clothes in the wash."

"Thanks Hunter. Do you mind if I stay for a couple days? My grandma may just kill me if she found out I crashed my motorcycle." Dean looked down at his feet.

"She'll eventually find out Dean, you can't hide forever." I sighed.

"Here, I'll give you the money to fix your motorcycle and your grandma won't suspect a thing." Dad offered.

"Really? Thank you so much Hunter. You don't know how much of a life saver you are!" Dean hugged Dad tightly.

"Yeah, yeah." Dad hugged Dean back as I walked to the bowl of soup Dad set on the island for me, bringing it to the kitchen table.

While Dad went to go help Dean out, I began to eat my soup, waiting for Dean to finish up.

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Awe poor Dean, but wow I wasn't expecting that offer from Hunter. Guess he's starting to like Seth's friends.

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