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Cory jumps up when Naveed comes in holding his side.
“What ‘appened? You badly hurt?”
“Some lads starting shit when I finished work, told me to go home. I said I’m already in Yorkshire. They didn’t like my answer.”
“I’m so sorry, Nav. Your ribs okay?”
Naveed nods and Cory helps him to the couch.
“A punch to the stomach and then my side. They walked away laughing.”
He hates the racist assholes that hurt his boyfriend. He offers to make food but Naveed says no so Cory just holds him for a bit taking care not to jostle him.