David stirred, pain making him wince when he moved too quickly. "Are you okay?" Nick's voice was soft and gentle fingers carded through his hair.
Nick flinched. "Uh... yeah... do you um... what... do you..."
David snorted. "You're so easy to wind up."
"That wasn't funny, Dave," Nick muttered.
David chuckled, wincing again at the pain in his head. "Can I claim concussion making me meaner than usual?"
Nick raised an eyebrow. "No. But I'll leave of smacking you for it until you're feeling better."
David grinned. "Aww you do love me."
Nick rolled his eyes. "God knows why."