[Locked to Justin]

[queer_as_brian]

By the time Brian got back to the compound from the beach, the pain in his jaw had become a steady, sickening ache. He went straight to the kitchen and packed a dish towel with ice, getting a glass of water while he was there before heading down to his room. He thought about taking a Vicodin, but decided to just ice the injury for now, and the Vicodin could come later.

By the time he got to the room he shared with Justin, the ice was helping with the swelling a little. It still hurt like a sonofabitch, though. Damn it, he hated having bruises on his face.