//There is mention of abuse in this. I didn't write it exactly happening but its mentioned.
Feel free to skip if that triggers you, loves.

"Sebby? How'd you get that bruise...?"

Sebastian flinched back from his brother's question, holding his blankets more around himself.

It felt hard to breath...harder than it did when-

"Sebastian, who'd you fight now?" Severin asked again, this time more concerned.

It was always assumed to be a fight. Just because he fought some fücking idiots who picked on the other kids meant every bruise was from that.

"It wasn't really a fight..." Sebastian mumbled. The argument replaying in his head grew louder. His stomach churned and he felt sick.

"...oh Sebby," Severin's eyes went wide when it clicked.

Having his brother being able to connect the dots made Sebastian lose it. He hugged Severin as tight as he could, sobbing loudly.

"I didn't mean t-to snap! B-But he's so f-fücking...I hate him!"

Severin rubbed his brother's back, trying to calm him. Sebastian whimpered softly, his bruised up neck hurting even more.

"I-I should watch m-my mouth...but he kept insulting me, Sevvy! He..."

"Sebby, you don't have to talk about it."

Sebastian went quiet, focusing on his brother's warmth to comfort him.

He took deep breaths, still feeling sick. He wanted to run away. He wanted to burn the whole fücking house down and just save himself and Severin.

"It wasn't your fault." Severin pulled back to look Sebastian in the eye. "He just can't see how great you are."

Sebastian wobbly smiled, laying down. Severin laid next to him, hugging his younger brother tight.

"I promise to never leave you alone when you're breaking down." Severin whispered.

Sebastian smiled, burying his face in his brother's chest before falling into a thankfully dreamless rest.