"Well, duh, Trey. I think that's pretty standard." Dare lifted an eyebrow at Sed. "Why are you abusing my brother?"
It took Sed a second to realize he was still pressing Trey down against the hospital bed with both hands. He released Trey's shoulders and stood straight. "Because he was trying to get out of bed."
Dare's green eyes shifted to his little brother. "Why were you trying to get out of bed, dipshit?"
"They're going to shave my head!"
Dare chuckled and tousled Trey's hair affectionately. "Is that really your biggest concern?"
"Do you think I want to look like a total douche?" He lifted a hand in Sed's direction. "Like him?"
"Hey," Sed protested. Yes, he kept his hair very short. But he didn't look like a total douche. Did he?
"No offense, Sed," Trey added.
Sed ran a hand over the soft fuzz on his scalp and eyed the long bangs covering one of Trey's eyes. He'd never pull off an emo hairstyle like Trey's anyway. Too much maintenance.
