For nothingunderit [But open any other Evans brother if they want to crash on it]

[scotcopper]

[Backdated to the day after THIS]It wasn't often these days that Stuart got a chance for the tables to turn and him to take care of any of his brothers. In fact, most of his life, it had usually been them taking care of him. But with them all coming to Surrey for him (including Callum, who managed to spare a couple of nights and flew down around

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[nothingunderit]

"Stuey," Braden mumbled, his voice rough from a mixture of things. "It's taking all my effort nay to spew on you. I dinnae want to play I Spy. I'm okay, you know. You can go back to Tom. I'm nay going anywhere. I'm just lying here trying to pretend I'm dead. You dinnae need to stick around, buddy. I'll give you a shout if I need anything."

[scotcopper]

Stuart snorted. "As if you will. You willnae. You'll lie here and suffer in silence so you arenae a pain in anyone's butt. We might nay live in the same city anymore, but I still know you. You've been my big brother by whole life. Do you want some more water? If you're gonna spew, aim it at the bucket, nay me." He said with a small scrunch of his nose. "Why didnae you let us all know you were feeling so shite? You didnae have to be drinking last night. Or you didnae even have to travel all that what. I'm okay, I just wanted to see you all but it could have waited."

[nothingunderit]

Braden shifted under the covers to try and get a better spot, hugging his hand around his stomach. He felt all gross and sticky and couldn't help but wish he was home in his own bed with his own bathroom to throw up in. The hospitality here was astounding, but your own space was always nicer when you felt crap. "I just thought I was tired, Stu. Busy week, long trip. I've still got water in that silver jug thing. You're really just gonna stick around here and babysit me, aye? Where's Tom?"

[scotcopper]

Stuart and shrugged. "Aye, I thought I might. Tom's fine, he's doing some follow up business law thing with Ethan, but even then, he wouldnae be bothered I'm sticking with you. I figured we could all haunt you on rotation, then you dinnae need to be on your own."

He sighed and looked down at his brother. "I know it sucks, Bradie. Sometimes when you feel crap, you dinnae want anyone around and you just want to curl up and die. I really do get that. You've just been... out of sorts since you got here. Has something happened, or are you just having a crappy time? And I even know you probably dinnae want to talk, too, so you can tell me to piss of if you want. I probably willnae piss off, but I'll shut up and nay push."