ftf | Foundation | Parker & Sebastian
The first night he’d had the bruise, Sebastian had thought that maybe he’d get away with it. It wasn’t too bad, just dusting along his cheekbone and curling a little up around his eye. Jonas had added to that the day after over something stupid and so now it had blossomed up pretty bad, a mixture of purples, blues and yellows. The bruising on his side was horrific and he still struggled walking straight, but he tried to hide it, as he did with the hand-shaped bruises along his arms with long sleeves, heading to Parker’s suite, his dog trotting behind him.
“Parker, it’s me.” He called as he knocked lightly, keeping slightly turned away to try and keep the bruise out of sight from her for first viewing. He waited patiently, just watching Flounder sniff around the hallway.