"That wasn't funny, Matt," Dom grumbled as the nurse cleaned him up.
"It was," Matt giggled, his hand over his mouth. He'd thrown his guitar at Dom on stage and it had caught him right in the face. Thank God it was the end of the show. Dom glared at him.
"It hurt." Matt stopped giggling and pouted at him.
"Sorry, Dom." Dom shook his head stubbornly. "Dom, I'm really sorry. Please, Dom."
"You two are the biggest kids this planet has ever seen," Chris groaned as Matt continued to plead with Dom. He thought he was getting somewhere until the nurse returned with a needle.
"W-What's that?" Dom asked warily.
"You'll need a tetanus injection after the stitches. We don't want you getting ill," she informed him.
"O-Oh, okay then." Dom began to roll up his shirt sleeve but stopped him.
"This one's in your bum."
"W-What?" Dom screeched. Matt burst into fits of high-pitched laughter, clutching at his stomach. "No, no, no that's not happening."
"Look, Mr Howard, the longer you procrastinate the more it could affect you in the long run. If we just get it done now, you can go home...or something." Dom blushed furiously as he unbuckled his trousers, Matt's laughter not helping.
"Hey, Matt, would you mind leaving?" It was a question, but he didn't really get a choice in the answer. Matt nodded and left the room, leaning against a wall outside to control his laughter. Dom had a needle up his bum! This was definitely a story to tell all the interviews.
Dom appeared about ten minutes later, fully clothed again, with an angry frown turning his lips down. Matt fell silent.
"Thanks a lot, mate," Dom said and continued Dom the hallway. Matt ran after him, his little legs not as fast as Dom's.
"Dom, wait!" he cried. "Dom, please! I didn't know it was gonna hit you in the face! Dominic!" Dom drowned out his pleas until he felt Matt leap onto his back. They both tumbled to the ground.
"Matt, haven't you done enough damage today?" Matt's cheeks tinged pink.
"Dom, I'm really really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean to throw my guitar at you. And you have to admit that you would've laughed at me if I had an injection in my bum." Dom shrugged. "Come on, don't be like that. Dom?" Matt looked up at him with wide blue eyes and Dom crumbled with a small laugh.
"Cheater," he murmured, ruffling Matt's hair. Matt scowled and tried to rearrange it.
"I let you do that," he told Dom, who grinned.
"Sure you did." Matt nodded and they picked themselves up off the floor as the others approached, eyeing them suspiciously. Matt smiled angelically at them, a cheeky smirk breaking through. He laughed and Dom laughed at him, the two of them chuckling over some silently made pact. Dom would get him back someday.