tour | dorbyn

thirty eight

there's a lot of cheating in this story. i don't recommend doing it cause it's a bitchy thing to do 🤙🏼

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daniel silently entered corbyn's house with a new bloody knuckles. he didn't say hello to the besson's, he just went straight up to corbyn's room.

corbyn was changing his shirt, seeing as he had just jogged around the neighborhood and was sweaty. he was only on his shorts, about to go shower when his door opened.

his back was facing his door, so he didn't see daniel. "mom, i told you that i would tell dad... daniel? hey, what's wrong? what happened to your hands?" corbyn asked frantically when he turned around, taking his shaky hands in his.

"i punched a wall. again. i think i broke my other hand." he whispered looking down at his bloody hand.

"daniel." corbyn sighed. "okay, go wait in the bathroom. i'll be there in a second."

once daniel was in the bathroom, corbyn made his way downstairs. he went to the living room where his family sat. "hey, dad?"

ray looked up at his son and hummed. "yeah?"

"you have some medical training right?" he nodded his head. "okay, so um, daniel might have broken his hand, and i was wondering if you could check it out?"

ray immediately stood up. "where is he?"

"my bathroom."

ray went up the stairs and to corbyn's room, where his bathroom was connected. he knocked on the half closed door, and entered when daniel said a quiet 'come in.'

ray smiled at daniel, who was seated on the counter. he wiped his face with his shoulders. his phone was lighting up, but the notifications were blocked. all ray saw was 'eddie 🔆' and almost 20 unread texts.

"hey." daniel smiled shyly, and swallowed thickly when ray closed the door. he went underneath the sink to grab a first aid kid.

"corbyn told me you punched a wall?"

daniel nodded his head and stuck his hand out for him to examine. he gently pressed down on his knuckles, softly apologizing when he winced.

"well, your bones are okay. probably just severally bruised. i can go get you another cast like that one, you'll probably only need it until you guys go to australia." ray explained, getting a alcohol swap, and tearing it open so he could clean the cuts. "you'll need some pain medication."

daniel froze. he didn't know what pain medication he was allowed to have. "..right."

ray quickly finished up, before ruffling daniels hair. "i'll get you that cast. i'll be back later."

daniel thanked him, and sighed softly. he looked down at his phone, his screen on, and his message notifications blowing up.

with a small groan, he flipped his phone over, and looked up when corbyn entered now. he slowly shut the door, and leaned back against the wood.

"i was going to shower, if you want to join." corbyn said softly. daniel blushed.

"um.." he fiddled with his fingers, and bit the inside of his cheek.