What to do if your bro is broken?
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I searched for the right question, but I seemed to be fed the wrong results. Curse this search engine for not giving me the right solution for my problem right now.
What's broken isn't his heart, but his head. Should I search up for symptoms of brain damage?
Search: [Symptoms of brain damage]
I clicked on the most relatable title of a medical website and proceeded to scroll down and read with the utmost attention.
[Causes of traumatic brain injury include:
- Car accidents (Scratch that)
- Sports injuries (Nope)
- Falls or accidents (Hm?)
- Blows to the head (Uh oh..)
- Physical violence (Em...)]
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[Behavioral/emotional symptoms of brain damage include:
- Irritability and impatience (He was a little irritable when he saw Elle and me in the kitchen and the dining table this morning...)
- Reduced tolerance for stress (Can't really comment on this...)
- Sluggishness (Er...he does seem a little sluggish back at the electronic store. He's been silent and dragging his feet up until I finally made my pick...)
- Flattened or heightened emotions or reactions (Can his excessive teasing behavior be considered as heightened emotions or reactions? I guess it can. He never behaves that way before!)
- Denial of disability (Let's try asking him this later...)
- Increased aggressiveness (Ok. At least he's not aggressive, for now...)]
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Edgar seems to have three out of six of the symptoms. That makes him half a foot into the brain-damaged department...
Was the punch to his face a few days ago the cause for his weird behavior? Oh no. Edgar, I might have caused you some brain injuries!
It took me almost forever to regain my footing after being severely teased by a hunk back at home. I had to seriously hypnotize myself to remember that everything was a play and we're both men now.
When I finally regained my senses, all I have left for Edgar was endless worship. As expected of my idol. It only took him a little effort to buckle my knees. I just can't believe he would resume his play outside!
Obviously, something is not right with his head!
"What's wrong?" Edgar's deep voice pulled me out of my trance. I have been silent after the whole episode of "Call me babe first" and the heat on my face only dissipated after we got into the car. After that, I shifted my focus to my new phone and listlessly search for causes and solutions for Edgar's sudden change in behavior.
Lifting my gaze to meet Edgar's handsome side profile, I can't help myself from appreciating the magnificent view. Too bad. This hunk might have a severe case of brain damage after I confirm my diagnosis...
I cleared my throat and proceeded with caution, "Um. Ed, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Especially...your head?"
Edgar took a glance at me. One of his eyebrows raised a little at my sudden inquiry. "Uncomfortable? What do you mean?"
I took another glimpse at the phone's screen and gulped down my nervousness. I have to think of a proper way to address this issue, or else I might trigger him into aggressiveness..."Um. Do you feel dizzy? Or have you thought that maybe your...head hurts somewhere?"
"What's wrong with you now?" He chuckled before continuing, "No dizziness nor pain. My head feels fine, Dr. Aaron." He then proceeded to pick on me. At least he doesn't show any symptoms of irritability and impatience right now. The car has not been affected and is still moving smoothly on the asphalt.
Hearing the positive response, I decided to bite the bullet and stop beating around the bushes, "Have you checked your head for brain injuries?"
At this, Edgar's cheery expression vanished and was replaced by a confused look. I quickly explained, "You've been behaving weirdly after I punch you in the face. Perhaps...I somehow damaged your brain?"
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We once again fell into silence.
"Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with me. Your punch sure has a lot of power behind it, but I don't think one punch is enough to cause brain damage. The doctors ran a lot of tests on me too. So, be at ease." While saying so, he extends his hand to pat my thigh as assurance.
Really? But bro, I'm almost convinced you're in a state of denial right now. Unless I saw the results of your MRI with my very own eyes, I'm diagnosing you as a person with a high risk of brain damage.
Oh no. What am I supposed to do? I've not only ruined his face (although, it's recovering right now), I even ruined his brain!
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I was still lamenting my actions when Edgar suddenly opened his mouth again, "You seemed pretty adept at acting like a man. I almost don't recognize you back at the store."
Hearing his words, I perked up at once, "You think so? Woo hoo! I guess my efforts aren't wasted after all." The little me in my brain has disregarded the damage I inflicted on my bro to the deepest corner and proceeded to perform a celebratory dance of victory.
He nodded at my words then continued, "But, don't you feel tired having to put on an act like that? I get that you're now a man, but you shouldn't force yourself to change so much at once. In fact, the way you usually behave at home and in front of me is good enough. You don't have to feel pressured to conform to the crowd."
Aww. This is why I adore this man. He always thinks about what's best for me.
Too bad, this time his advice seems unnecessary for the real reason for me putting on an act is...
"You're wrong." I slowly explained, "Have you seen this face? This bod?" I raised my left hand in a gesturing manner and wave it around my face and torso, all the way to my long legs.
"It'd be a crime if I don't behave accordingly. How can I bear to wrong this handsome existence? That's blasphemy!" I self-righteously preach to Edgar. He can never understand my feeling of devotion towards tall and good-looking beings. This is not a matter of putting myself in a tight spot. This is a matter of not tainting a male God's image in everyone's eyes, including mine!
Edgar, "..."
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Edgar: I finally realized, my greatest rival is Aaron himself...