"Fuck." Hunter mutters quietly. He's at a Dalton lacrosse game, mostly because his roommate had forced him to 'come see him win the game'. It had been pretty boring, because though he likes sports, he finds watching them annoying.

He stands up, beginning to move quickly down the stairs to the stadium. It figures that Sebastian would somehow sense his boredom and try to fix it. Still, he could have done it without injuring himself.

Getting to ground is a struggle, he has to elbow and push his way through the crowd, but he gets there eventually.

Making his way up to where the doors are, he sends a dismissive look at the mass of people waiting to gawk. How distasteful.

He leaves quickly.

***

He's flipping through a book he has to read for English class when the knock comes. He stands up, and after making sure he's presentable, he opens the door.

It's what seems like a freshman. They don't share any classes and the boy looks too young to be anything else. Hunter tilts his head in a signal to speak, lounging against the door to wait it out.

"Ah." The boy stutters, flushing and looking at his feet. "Are you Sebastian Smythe's roommate?"

"Yes." This had better not be one of Sebastian's fucks, coming to see if Hunter knows anything about the injured lacrosse player.

"The headmaster sent me up." He looks up, seeming to become more confident at the agreeable answer. "He wants you to come down to Medical and bring Sebastian to his room."

"I see." Hunter glances back into the room, looking a little wistfully at his book, but leaves obediently.

He follows the underclassman in silence, letting him lead the way.

When the get to Medical, the boy muttered a quick 'bye', scurrying off before Hunter can reply. Not bothered by it, he pushes open the door and enters the room.

Letting it fall closed behind him, Hunter easily found Sebastian, as he was the only person in a bed. Making his way over to his roommate, he stops next to the headmaster.

"You called for me, sir?" He asks politely, keeping his eye's on the boy in the bed.

"Hunter." The man greets him warmly, clapping a hand on his shoulder. Hunter frowns at the familiarity, but doesn't say anything. "Yes, yes. As you know, Sebastian was injured during the game. He's mostly cleared, but we need someone to watch him for a few hours. Just to be sure, you understand."

Hunter nods, watching Sebastian's face get sullen at those words. "And as his roommate it would be easiest for me to do it."

"You're a smart lad, Hunter." With one last pat on his arm, the headmaster turns to leave. "You can help him to your room now."

Letting his scowl show clearly, now that the man had left, Hunter aims it at Sebastian. His roommate makes no move to acknowledge his displeasure, staring dizzily into space. He's slightly concerned at the obvious distraction, as from what he'd gathered Sebastian was a very focused individual, but it's explained when he catches sight of a bottle of pain pills on the table beside the bed.

Hunter sighs, moving to help the other out of the bed. When Sebastian doesn't move, he starts pulling his shoulders forward, positioning the taller boy's legs so that they're hanging off the bed. Dragging the other towards his chest, he quickly bends down to support him before he falls.

"Sebastian." He snaps, annoyed that he has to put so much effort into something that should be simple.

"Hunter?" His roommate questions, beginning to regain his strength. Sebastian hooks an arm around Hunter's shoulder, leaning heavily in an attempt to stand.

"I'm taking you to our room." Hunter grunts, starting to walk.

"Mm." Making a noise of confused agreement, Sebastian tries to help.

It takes them awhile, but they get to their dorm room, with no help from the staring students they pass. Hunter kicks open the door, dragging Sebastian towards his bed and getting him settled in before he moves to close it.

That done, he turns to see how his roommate is doing.

He stops, just observing the other. Sebastian looks like he's fallen asleep, though he is flushed and seems uncomfortable, his eye's are closed and his breathing is easy. Stepping up to the bed, he stops before his legs brush the other's arm.

Glancing at Sebastian's face when he lets out a noise, Hunter is a little disconcerted when his first reaction to the frown on his roommate's face is to find some way to soothe it. Wondering what the hell he's doing, he lifts a hand and brings it to the other's forehead. Brushing brown bangs from Sebastian flushed skin, he almost pulls the hand back when Sebastian talks.

"S'nice." He murmurs, smiling at Hunter with hazy eyes. He blushes and averts his eyes, staring intently at the bedsheet, and almost slaps himself when he realizes what he's doing. When he tries to remove his hand, Sebastian protests, struggling to bring up his own hand to keep it there.

Hunter frowns at him, but doesn't move his hand.