who: lucas & @yousuzeyoulose what: little trauma bonding that’s all where: the henderson household
after dropping will off at the hospital to visit jonathan (and stopping inside to call his parents on the lobby pay phone so they wouldn’t send out a search party for him), lucas had gotten back behind the wheel of his car. it didn’t seem...right for him to be at the hospital right then. not with the brothers and sisters and partners of the people who’d been seriously hurt. steve had dustin and robin and that was enough. he didn’t want to overcrowd them. but the thought of going home after everything that had happened that night didn’t sit well with him, either.
he’d driven there without really thinking about it. by the time lucas’ brain flicked on, he was parking in front of dustin’s house. dustin might have been at the hospital with the others, but suzie was probably home. he climbed out of the car and headed to the door, pausing to knock because it was the hendersons’ and not the wheelers’. when claudia answered the door, lucas gave her an encouraging if tired sort of smile and assured her he was fine (even if he wasn’t so sure about that). “i was actually wondering if...is suzie home?” it wasn’t weird to lucas that suzie essentially lived here for the summer. it wasn’t unlike max sneaking into his bedroom window most nights.
with the confirmation that suzie was, in fact, home, lucas thanked claudia and made his way upstairs, past dustin’s room, and knocked softly on the guest bedroom’s shut door. “suzie?” he called softly. “can i come in?” and then, after a moment. “it’s lucas. sinclair?”
