Original Prompt: So, Hunter canonically attended a military school, where he probably would have learned survival skills. This sadistic angst whore would very much like for Hunter to be driving Sebastian somewhere far from other people—maybe to duel over who's going to be Captain next year?—when his car flips over. Hunter hurts his ankle, but Sebastian is pinned inside the car and their phones are shattered, so Hunter's the only one who can keep them both alive until they're found.

Car Accident

"Are you sure we should be driving this far out?" Sebastian asked, staring out the window.

Hunter sighed, "Look, we just need some time alone. If we try to figure out next years schedule at Dalton, we'll be bothered constantly."

Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Besides, we know Jeff would-" he started and a semi honked it's horn, "SHIT!" Hunter yelled and swerved to try to avoid it and the car went off the side of the rode and hit a bump and turned on it's hood.

Hunter winced when his leg was pinned and as he heard the mental bending and the glass breaking, he cried out in pain.

Then everything stopped.

"Sebastian?" Hunter croaked.

There was a small noise.

"Sebastian!" Hunter said, "Seb?" he winced and finally managed to get free and unhooked his seat belt, wincing as he fell to the ground, what was now the roof of the car and found a piece of metal had trapped his co-captain.

"Hey, Sebastian," Hunter said, "Where does it hurt?"

"E-Everywhere," he whispered, "Fuck, I'm bleeding."

Hunter swallowed and winced when he saw Sebastian had a cut on his head and face and then saw where there was metal pressing against Sebastian's bloody leg.

"Where's my phone?" Sebastian croaked.

Hunter looked around and saw Sebastian's phone on the ground and tried to turn it on, "Fuck, it's broken."

"Yours?" Sebastian asked.

Hunter checked his pockets and the back was off and the phone screen was shatter, "Broke."

"Shit," Sebastian whispered, "Hunter-"

"We're going to be fine," Hunter swallowed, "I'll just get out and wave down help-" he tried to get up and cried out when he collapsed because of his ankle.

"Hunter?!" Sebastian yelled, trying to see what happened.

Hunter crawled back in weakly and sat, holding his ankle, "I think I broke something," he swallowed, "Okay," he took a deep breath, going over his training head, "Sebastian, I need you to unbuckle your seat belt or all the blood is going to rush to your head."

Sebastian tried and swallowed, "It's stuck."

"Okay," Hunter took a deep breath and tried to find his bag, "I have a pocket knife, I think."

"Hunter…" Sebastian croaked, "Are we going to die?"

Hunter's head shot up to look at Sebastian, the vulnerable tone in his voice new to him. All he usually got was the snarky and sarcastic Sebastian Smythe from his friend.

"No," Hunter said, "I won't let that happen," he found his knife and started to cut the belt off of Sebastian, "Can you brace your hands on the roof so you won't fall?"

Sebastian tried and groaned, "Fuck, my arm is stuck, Hunter."

Hunter took a deep breath and stopped cutting but the belt already broke and the seat came down with Sebastian and pinned him under it.

Sebastian cried out and there was a cracking sound and Hunter knew a bone had broken.

"Sebastian!" Hunter said quickly, crawling over weakly, "Seb, I need you to stay calm."

"We're going to die," Sebastian whimpered.

"You're NOT dying," Hunter said, "But you need to stay awake."

"It hurts," Sebastian whispered, wanting to close his eyes and give in to the darkness.

"Stay. Awake. Smythe," Hunter said, "We can't die, someone has to lead that band of losers."

"Don't call them losers," Sebastian said weakly.

"See, you have to stay awake or I'm going to insult them," Hunter said.

Sebastian laughed weakly, "You love them."

Hunter swallowed when he saw Sebastian's eyes droop closed, "Sebastian!"

"Just resting," he whispered, "Why? Like seeing my eyes, Clarington?" he joked weakly.

Hunter swallowed again, "Not gay, Smythe."

"I beg to differ," Sebastian said weakly, his vision getting blurry, "If I think you're hot, you have to be gay for me, at least."

"Sometimes you make no sense," Hunter whispered, "Stop flirting and save your energy."

"You're the first guy to give me those stupid butterflies," he whispered, "I think I'm in love with you."

Hunter stared at him in shock, "Sebastian, wake up!" he yelled when Sebastian's eyes closed again, "Sebastian!"

"Anyone down there?!" Someone called.

Hunter took a deep breath and sighed in relief when he saw red and blue flashing lights in the shattered mirror, "Down here, please!" he yelled, "Hurry, my friend is hurt!"

"We need the medic down here!" the man yelled, running down, "Shit," he said.

Hunter looked up and saw it was the sheriff, "Please, help him," he said quickly.

"Here," a paramedic helped him out of the car and onto the ground.

Hunter watched as they pried the car open and finally got Sebastian's unconscious body on the stretcher.

The man helped Hunter up the small hill and into the ambulance as well.

Hunter swallowed as he watched them work on Sebastian sighed in relief when he heard the beeping indicating Sebastian had a heartbeat as he slowly went unconscious.

Hunter woke up in the hospital and saw the daylight coming in his window and looked around and saw he was alone and looked down at the cast on his foot.

"Damn," he mumbled and looked confused when he saw signatures on it.

Jeff, Nick, Beatz, Trent, Stephen, Andrew

Hunter looked at the rest of the Warblers signatures and rolled his eyes when he saw one of them at drawn the Dalton symbol on it and then it hit him. Where was Sebastian?

Hunter quickly found the controller for the bed and hit the button to page the nurse multiple times until she ran in quickly.

"You're awake," she said in shock, "We weren't expecting you to wake up for hours!"

"Where is he?" he breathed out, "Where's Sebastian?"

"He's getting out of surgery," she explained, "Are you feeling any pain? You need to calm down, Mr. Clarington."

Hunter took a few deep breaths and Sebastian was wheeled in on a hospital bed to the other side of his room, his eyes still closed.

Hunter watched as they hook him up to the monitor and managed to read his chart. Broken bones, blood loss, and concussion but in the clear. Hunter breathed a sigh of relief and laid back on the bed.

"I love you too, Sebastian," Hunter said under his breath.