Kendall attends to Roman's wounds, the ones he reopened himself earlier that day. Roman can only stare into space as Kendall tenderly wipes away the blood and applies bandages. The awkwardness of the situation reminds him of the conversation he had with his dad after Logan had knocked his tooth out. Did I even make contact? No daddy, no idea what you're talking about.
"This looks infected," says Kendall, examining one of the wounds, which is oozing pus.
"You look infected. Get off me."
Kendall sits back. "I'm sorry."
"I deserved it. I provoked you."
"I'm still sorry."
Roman shrugs in response. "Could you fuck off, please? No offence. I just wanna be alone for a while."
"Okay." Kendall gets up. "I'll call you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever."
Kendall hesitates, then leans down and presses his lips against Roman's forehead briefly. Roman lets him kiss him, even allowing him a slight smile, then continues to look into the distance as Kendall walks out of his apartment. Once his brother has gone, he takes his phone out and returns to the viral video of himself, Roman Roy breaks down at his father's funeral. He clicks to view the tens of thousands of comments.