Rowan nodded, staring down at the floor while he waited. "I hope you're right, Damien… what am I supposed to do in gym, though? I mean, I guess we'll figure it out soon since it's first period…"
Boys will be boys (CLOSED MxM ROLEPLAY)(Stalkers welcomed and appreciated <3)
"Sit out?" Damien shut his locker, slinging his gym bag over his shoulder. "You can't really….do anything."
"Yeah… maybe I can start working on my makeup work." Rowan looked up at Damien when he grabbed his bag.
"Probably can. Coach is pretty chill about that type of stuff." He rolled his shoulders back. "Are we going to your locker or just straight to gym?"
"Nah… I've already got all my stuff. We can just go to the gym." Rowan headed off in the direction of the gym.
Damien followed after Rowan, pushing through the throngs of students in the hallways.
Rowan almost got knocked over several times on the way to the gym, but he managed to stay upright. Once they got there, he had a quick conversation with the teacher and went to go sit on the bench.
Damien split off from Rowan as soon as they got into the gym, ducking into the locker room so he could change.
Rowan set his backpack on the bench beside him, pulled out a few papers and books, and got to work with a soft sigh.
The class began their normal warm ups- stretching, push-ups, running laps, the like. It all came fairly easily to Damien.
Rowan occasionally looked up for the sole reason to watch Damien, but always returned to his work soon after.
(TS to after class, or do you have an idea?)
(I don't have any ideas unless someone throws something at Rowan and he manages to get hurt without even participating lol)
(i was considering having Damien get smacked in the face with a ball or some shit, lmao, but honestly that's about it)
(I like where your head's at lol. Hurt whoever you see fit :>)
(Alright, I'm just gonna get that and then.. who knows, lmao)
It was maybe the last ten minutes of class, and things were getting put away in preparation for everyone to get back in the locker room. Damien was helping put stuff up when someone threw a ball in his direction, smacking him dead in the face. He stumbled slightly, though he quickly regained his composure. It took a moment, but blood slowly began to drip down his nose. "Oh, fuck."
"Damien?" Rowan looked up when he heard Damien swear and paled at the sight of the blood. "You good, man? What happened?" He asked. He gathered his things and hoisted himself up on his crutches to head over to Damien.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Damien tried not to touch his face. "Gimme a second, I'm gonna go ask Coach if I can go to the nurse."
"I'll go with you. Why are you bleeding, though?" He asked worriedly, following Damien over to the coach.
"I got hit in the nose with a basketball." He kept his head tilted back in an attempt to keep blood off of the floor.
"Ah, fuck… your nose isn't broken, is it? Does it hurt? Are you okay?" Rowan kept following him as best he could.
"I don't think it's broken?" Damien began recounting the situation to the coach, getting a note for the nurse's office.
Rowan followed Damien out to go to the nurse with him. "I hope not… you having to go to the hospital would be bad for both of us."
"I mean- it'd suck, but it's not like I have to do an overnight for a broken nose." Damien grabbed his books so that he wouldn't need to come back to the gym.
"Yeah…" Rowan followed Damien to the nurse's office. "Try not to get blood on your stuff. I'm sure you wouldn't thank yourself."
"I know, man, but I can't keep my chin up forever. I'd like to not bump into shit, you know." Damien grumbled in reply, walking through the hallway. "I kinda have to see."
Rowan sighed a bit. "I'd grab you some tissues, but I don't know where the fuck they are. I'm also probably unable to carry your stuff."
Damien would've shaken his head, if he could. "It's fine, it's fine. The nurse'll help me out, don't worry about it."
"I just wish I could help you a bit more…" Rowan sighed softly, turning into the nurse's office when they reached it.
"I get it man, it's fine." Damien knocked on the nurse's door to announce their presence. "Excuse me?" He called for the nurse.