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Its dark when he wakes up. Just some lights from the hallway peeking out from the cheap hospital curtains. Everything is hurting. Every joint, muscle and limb aches with pain and Aaron just wants to close his eyes again and go back to sleep until its fine. Theres a cast on his right arm - or so he assumes, its really fucking heavy and not comfortable at all. With a groan, he manages to get the lights on and looks over the parts of himself that he can see. There is a cast on his arm. Some bandages on the other. Bruises on his legs. Groaning again, he pushes his legs of he bed and tries to stand. He was glad no one was around when a little pained whimper escaped his mouth. Fuck that hurt.
Aaron didn't know how long he stood clutching the edge of his bed before he took a deep breath and stood up straight. Peeking out the window, he made sure the hallway was clear before he walked out. He walked with a slight limp, his right side really did hurt a lot more than his left. The car had come from the right. Shaking his head, Aaron continued on his mission. He’d checked six rooms when he finally found him. Letting out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, Aaron closed the door softly behind.
Slowly and carefully he approached the bed. Robert had a heart monitor on. That was bad. He hadn't had one. It was beating steadily though but Aaron suspected it once hadn’t. It was dark in Roberts room as well but he could see a cast on Roberts leg. Along with bruises and cuts on his face. Standing by the bed he couldn't help but bend forward so he could feel Robert psychically breathing on him. Blinking quickly as he felt his eyes filling with tears, he grabbed a hospital blanket that was on one of the nearby chairs. Sniffling, he gingerly climbed into the bed and stroked a small piece of Roberts chest to check for bandages before he laid his head down. Everything still hurt but his heart felt lighter now.