Being a baseball nerd, Wes loved baseball. He was always up for competition about baseball but today, he came back home as usual. There was a bruise on his arm and some blood on his elbow and knees

You were worried for him, rushing to help him. He was limping pretty badly

"What on earth happened?"

You ask as you inspect his injuries. Wes lets out a small groan as he drops his things onto the floor and replies

"I fell during the game but don't worry, I'm-"

Just as he was about to finish his sentence, you cut him off

"Don't tell me you're fine, Wes. You're obviously not, I'll get some medication for it"

You scold him slightly as you help him to the couch and went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit