Not As It Seems (Huntbastian) [Discontinued]

XVI

"Hunter, you're almost late. Again."

He had completely forgotten about the Warbler meeting, and then had to deal with telling an unable to walk but stubborn Sebastian that he couldn't go.

"My apologies," he said, taking his place.

Wes raised an eyebrow. "And Sebastian?"

"He will not be attending today due to injury," is all the information Hunter supplied. He hoped they wouldn't ask for more.

They didn't, luckily. It was halfway through the meeting when Hunter's phone rang.

He glanced around at them. "I hate to interrupt, but Sebastian knows there's a meeting going on, so it's definitely important."

Wes disapprovingly nodded him on, knowing it was true but hating interruptions.

Hunter answered his phone. "What's wrong?"

"Hey, do you know what a stroke feels like?"

He nearly dropped his phone. "I'm sorry, do I fucking what?"

"Do you know what a stroke feels like?"

"No, but do you think you're having a stroke?"

"I kinda can't feel my leg, so..."

"You can't-" Hunter cut himself off. "Screw this, you're going to a hospital. Don't even try to argue with me."

He left the room without any explanation, the meeting the last thing on his mind. He had hung up, not wanting to listen to Sebastian's arguments.