'Simon?'
I looked up from my seat to where Josh was stood at the door.
'Hey!' I said happily, as I moved my camera to turn it off.
'You okay?' Josh asked, walking to sit at the end of my bed.
I nodded, smiling. I always felt safe in Josh's presence.
'Vik told me about your hand...'
My smile wavered slightly as I looked down at the bandages.
'Simon... It's been a few months now. I know you were shaken, but... Shouldn't this have stopped by now?'
'Josh-'
'I'm not saying it's your fault, but do you not think you should, I don't know... see a doctor?'
Sighing, I shook my head.
'Nah. It's fine! I'm just... a bit unsteady. It'll stop, it just needs time.'
Josh looked so sad, his eyes downcast and almost teary.
'Josh, don't worry about me.'
'I always worry about you.'
I smiled, and punched his shoulder with my good hand.
'You're gay.'
'Am not.' he laughed.
He stood up, stretching his arms to the ceiling.
'Fancy recording something?' he asked casually as he adjusted his shirt.
'Gang Beasts?' I responded. Josh nodded, and winked at me.
'Try not to let the camera drop on your head whilst recording, please. I quite like my best friend being alive.'
I stuck a finger up at him and turned back to my desk.
'Not that clumsy.' I muttered as he left the room.
'Just a bit.'
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Fanfictionsimon was always clumsy, but after the accident, his hands only became even more shaky.
