Title: Broken
Characters/Pairing: Tom Hanson, Doug Penhall
Rating: K
Warnings:
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: "It's kinda your fault, though," Tom added with a smile."I mean, I told you I couldn't throw a baseball."
A/N: You all know that is very, very possible because I highly doubt Tom ever learned how to throw a baseball. And yes, Doug is attempting to teach Tom how do so. But he failed – badly. And it's a drabble )
Due to the amount of blood pouring from his nose he figured that his nose was probably broken. And if it wasn't, then he would have no idea as to why there was so much blood.
"Oh God Doug," Tom's voice drifted through Doug's mind, which was currently clouded with thoughts of ow, shit, and gotta stop the blood. "I am so, so, sorry."
"Mmmm," Doug mumbled, unable to form coherent words as he attempted to stem the blood flow.
"It's kinda your fault, though," Tom added with a smile."I mean, I told you I couldn't throw a baseball."
