~ summer camp - full of secrets ~
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Finn nodded, leaning forward so his head rested on the table. He exhaled shakily as he fought off a wave of pain and nausea, trying to hold back tears.
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“Connor! Connor-“ Arthur said, rushing over to their counselor. “Finn feels really bad-“
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Connor looked up from his phone, nodding. He walked over to the hunched over brunette, moving to his side. “Finn, are you okay?” Finn shook his head, exhaling shakily. “It hurts so much,” he muttered, leaning against Connor. The counselor nodded, rubbing his back for a moment. “Do you think you can walk?” Connor asked, watching Finn.
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“We can help you, if you want,” Arthur said softly, moving a hand to gently rub Finn’s back.
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Finn nodded, leaning into Aurthur’s touch. Connor stood and started helping Finn to his feet, moving him away from the table. Finn grabbed onto Aurthur for support, trying to keep his composure.
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Arthur wrapped an arm under Finn’s arms, helping him stay up as they walked.
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Finn leaned into Aurthur’s side, exhaling shakily. “God, I feel like I’m gonna be sick,” he muttered, a pained expression on his face. Connor let MJ and Elliot know they would be back soon, following the boys out of the arts and crafts cabin.
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“I know, honey, I’m sorry,” Arthur frowned, holding Finn close and pressing a kiss onto the side of his head. “Do you think the medicine wore off?”
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“Yeah, I think so,” Finn murmured, nodding. “I- I need to lay down-“ His legs almost gave out as he walked, clinging to Aurthur as he tried to stay upright. “You can lay down when we get to the medic cabin, okay?” Connor said, following close behind the boys.
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“Yeah- Can you make it? Or do you want someone to carry you?” Arthur asked, using all the strength he had to keep Finn up.
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“I- I think I can make it,” Finn mumbled, standing up straight as he kept walking. He exhaled shakily as tears of pain filled his eyes, still holding onto Aurthur for support.
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“Honey, it’s okay to be hurting,” Arthur said softly. “Connor is definitely more than willing to carry you the rest of the way there-“
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“No- I can walk by myself,” Finn said sternly as he kept walking, his steps a little shaky but determined. They soon arrived at the medic cabin and Connor led Finn over to one of the cots, sitting him down. Finn sat still for a moment as he pressed a hand over his mouth, fighting back a wave of nausea.
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Arthur grabbed a small trash bin, setting it in front of Finn before sitting next to him. “What’s going on, hun?” The nurse asked as she saw Finn, crouching down next to him.
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Finn grabbed the trashcan and pulled it to his face, throwing up as he squeezed his eyes shut. “He woke up with really bad cramps and I think it’s what’s making him so nauseous,” Connor explained, watching Finn as he held the trash can to his chest.
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