"I'm sorry. That you got hurt, I mean. That sucks."

He came a little further into the room and swallowed hard, unsure what he was even doing. he wasn't as hurt as he was when they last spoke, he had been so afraid that Hartley had been hurt or worse that all he'd felt for him for so long was fear and concern. And here he was and he was so sad and alone. James should have been there for him. He kept letting him down.

James stopped beside him bed and finally, he pulled out what he held behind his back. It was a teddy bear he'd spent a good few minutes picking out at the gift shop. "It was the best bear there. And it came with this cute card." He pulled it out from his pocket and held it out to him and there, on the front, was a cartoon bear that looked a little worse for the wear with the caption 'get well beary soon'.