Hospital || Timon
Simon knew Tucker’s family and they knew him, but he wasn’t sure how well they remember his dislike and hatred of car accidents. Seeing the free arm and the broken one, the cuts and bruises, he shook some. Not caring about anyone else there, Simon was across the room and crawling into the bed, making sure not to touch his broken arm as he cuddled into him. The tears he had broke free into his boyfriend’s chest. “You’re still here.” he whispered to him.
Wrapping his good arm around Simon completely, Tucker sucked up the pain in his ribs and kissed the top of Simon's head. "'m right here..." he murmured, rubbing Simon's back softly as he shifted his body around so Simon was avoiding every broken part of his body. "I'm still here." Tilting Simon's chin up, he kissed his forehead and swiped away his tears with the back of his left hand. "It's alright."













