"I'm okay, Nick. Don't worry about me." He smiled weakly, trying to ignore his already aching back.
An angsty gay fantasy rp! (O/O)
“Are you sure? You don’t sound okay…” Nick replied worriedly.
He nodded and looked away, not sure how well Nick could read his expressions. "I'm fine."
Nick hesitated, gnawing on his lip. “If you’re sure…” He figured that Cas was probably just saying that, and would definitely continue to offer him help.
"I'm sure." Cas held his breath unless it was absolutely necessary to breathe, wondering how long they'd been out here.
“Do you want to go just sit down and stuff for a bit?” Nick suggested, trying to get Cas to rest.
"N-No, we can stay out a little longer…" Cas's vision was shifting in and out of focus, and he was finding it difficult to concentrate.
“Well I think we should rest,” Nick commented. “I’m tired and I need to sit down.” The last part was a lie, but Nick hoped it would get Cas to along with it since he clearly wasn’t feeling well.
"Okay…" Cas reluctantly stopped the horse and looked down at the ground, not entirely sure how he'd get down without hurting himself.
Nick dismounted and walked over to Cas to help him down, smiling at him to hopefully get the other boy to let him help.
Cas hesitated before allowing Nick to help him, stumbling and clinging tightly to Nick for stability when he hit the ground.
Nick was relieved that the other boy accepted his help, sitting down ungracefully out of the way of the horses.
Cas sat beside him, laying his head on the other's shoulder and closing his eyes to try and get his headache to go away.
Nick gently laid his head on top of Cas’s. “Are you feeling any better?” he asked quietly.
He shrugged a bit. "M'head kinda hurts…"
“Oh,” Nick moved his head so that it wasn’t resting on Cas’s. “You seem better than earlier,” he added, positive as ever.
"I guess so. I mean… um… I was always feeling fine?" He lied weakly.
“We both know that isn’t true,” he responded gently. “You were thrown off of a horse. Anyone would be injured.”
Cas sighed, looking away. "I just did something dumb, is all… I don't blame the horse."
“Okay, but you’re still entitled to take it easy if you’re in pain, which you clearly are,” Nick added, trying to be helpful.
"I guess so, but… I dunno…" He shrugged again and stared at the ground. "I feel like I should be able to go on and not be a baby about it…"
“You’re not being a baby,” Nick insisted. “Needing to rest or stop or whatever because you’re hurt isn’t being a baby, it’s being a person.” He took Cas’s hand.
Cas held tightly to Nick's hand, sighing. "I just don't want to lose your respect…" He whispered, his voice wavering a bit.
“You could never do that,” Nick assured him softly. “Doing what’s best for you would never make me lose respect for you. I’ll always be there for you.”
"I-I mean, I'm wearing girls' clothes and I can't even ride a horse properly…" Cas drew his knees up to his chest, but never let go of Nick's hand. "That's why I wanted to ride the stallion. It's a… a 'masculine' horse, I guess…"
“That doesn’t change my opinion of you,” Nick responded. “Not everyone is good at everything. And so what if you’re wearing girls’ clothes? You still look incredibly handsome.”
"I just feel stupid…" Cas moved a little closer to Nick, resting his head back on the other's shoulder.
“I understand,” he said, putting an arm around Cas. “But I don’t think any less of you.”
"You probably should. I really don't deserve your respect." He sighed, looking up at the nearby horses.
“Why do you say that?” Nick asked gently, clearly puzzled. He didn’t understand why Cas would say something like that, since Nick thought Cas was a great person.