“Need some help there, Alex?” Logan’s laughter draws both their attention.
“Yes,” Alexander says shortly.
“I can… I can stand on my own,” Nolan says. “Let go.”
“No.” Logan steps up beside the two. “You’ll fall over if you try that. Let us help you to the nurse’s office.” He gently grasps one of Nolan’s arms, tugging it away from Alexander. “Yeah?”
Nolan swallows dryly. “Yeah.”
Alexander lets out a sigh of relief at Nolan’s acceptance, loosening his stinging grip. He moves one hand to Nolan’s shoulder. Logan stands on his other side, arm draped over Nolan. He tightly holds onto both of them. His arm is positioned under Logan’s, clasping the brunette’s side. Nolan’s other arm is reaching around Alexander’s taller form, hugging him tightly. Nolan slumps imperceptibly, his headache easing at the lack of effort it now takes to stand.
They take careful steps down the hallway, other students going out of their way to avoid bumping into the group of three. By the time they make it to the corner and take a left, they’ve got an awkward rhythm going. Nolan takes deep, steadying breaths as they walk, wincing every time he gets jostled. Before he’s fully aware of what’s happening, they turn and a door is in front of his face. Alexander’s hand appears and turns the doorknob, pushing it open.