He limped towards the front door. The last spin up had kicked his ass in more ways than one.

A key slid into the lock before he even got halfway there. He stopped.

The door opened, Trent was on the other side. Then he quickly walked over next to him, his eyes scanning every visible part of him.

"-Can I hug you?" he choked out.

"Carefully." Metal nodded in return, "Broke a rib or three."

One of Trent's hands darted up to wipe away a tear before he carefully wrapped his arms around Metal.

"I'm so sorry about…" Trent swallowed hard, "It was a stupid fight. I regretted it so much when I saw the news."

Metal squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to not cry himself. He had his right arm resting on Trent's left shoulder, his head nestled between his arm and Trent's head. His left side hurt too much for him to lift his arm that high, so he let his hand fall against Trent's hip.

"It's alright." Metal gave up his attempt of not crying, "I both said and did some stupid stuff myself. I regretted it too."

Trent leaned back a little, "How bad are you?"

Metal shrugged his right shoulder a little, "Figured I still couldn't fly…"

Trent chuckled a little, "Not what I asked, but okay…"

Metal nodded a little, "Some broken ribs under my left arm. Sprained my left wrist a little. Dislocated two fingers. Bruised my right knee and twisted my left ankle."

"Oh, that's a list…"

"Benny gave me somewhere north of 35 stitches. Oh, and I hit my lip on something, so I looked like I had some sort of injection there for a while…"

Trent nodded a little, "Yeah, looks like you've got a light bruise there…"

Metal nodded.

"You look like it hurts to stand…"

"I've got a fluid-filled knee on one leg, and my other ankle is colorful and swollen…" Metal sighed, "Not my favorite position right now, I'll admit that…"

"You want support back to the couch?"

"Could we take the bed?" Metal swallowed, "I just want to lay next to you again, if that's alright?"

Trent nodded and placed a careful kiss on one of Metal's cheeks, "Forget the fight ever happened?"

Metal nodded, "I hoped we could."

Trent smiled and placed another kiss, "Which side do you want me on?"

"Right. Can't lift my left because of the ribs."

Trent nodded and dipped under Metal's right arm.