The Meme || Accepting

Bryan had been sitting in his and Nate’s room, trying to re-bandage the wound on his back. He’d been injured in Ice Nation, before they’d met up with the rest of Skaikru and been brought back to Arkadia. He’d winced a little when Gina had first hugged him, and had told her that it was just a scratch on his back that was still healing; he hadn’t exactly told her that it was a deeper gash that he’d gotten from a sword slicing him just as Iris had pulled him out of the way.

“That doesn’t look like a scratch.”

So, when Gina’s voice came from the doorway, he couldn’t help but jump. He hadn’t expected her voice when he’d heard the door opening; he’d fully expected it to be Nate, who already knew of his injury. He’d pulled some at the bandages and so he winced, before turning a little to face Gina better and offer her a soft, almost sheepish smile. Well, he was caught now, there was no denying that it wasn’t exactly just a scratch.

“I didn’t want to worry you any,” He responded softly, “I’m fine. I keep re-bandaging it. It’ll be just another scar to add to the list soon enough. I’m fine, promise.”

The Meme || Accepting

Everything was somber when Farm Station finally met up with the others and came back to Arkadia. Still, Bryan couldn’t help but feel happier than he had in months; they were together again, so many of them that had survived and were together. Even though he’d lost his parents, lost Iris, and the grounders were terrifying to him, he’d also gained Nate back, Gina, Monroe, Harper, Monty, Jasper, he had Hannah and Pike… A little happiness was needed, wasn’t it?

He’d been hanging out a lot with Nate and with the others, and spending a lot of time at the makeshift bar in Arkadia when Nate was working. He’d struck up a great friendship with Gina and he really adored the girl; but sometimes he felt she worried too much and worked too hard, and he really wished that she would smile a little more. After all, everyone deserved to smile.

It hadn’t really been thought out; Bryan wasn’t one to really scare people when he was such a scaredy cat himself, who hated ghosts and ghost stories. But Gina had her back turned to him, and the playful mood was there; Nate had done it to him before, why not surprise Gina? He’d started to creep up behind her where she was standing at the bar, hands out and ready to grab her arms and spook her. Just a few more steps and…

“Bryan Jay Nolan, don’t you even dare.”

Gina’s voice caused him to jump and go crashing into the bar with a wince of pain and a squeak of fright and surprise that she’d heard him. When she turned to look at him, the look on her face made him feel sheepish and he ducked his head quickly, scrambling back around to the correct side of the bar, like a scolded child. “Sorry,” He mumbled out sheepishly, offering her a tiny smile as a peace offering.