Heat Stroke part 2
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krystalkatzficz“Argh…” Nino spat avoiding looking at the bowl of the toilet as he fumbled around for the handle to flush it away. Another hand found it first and Nino wasn’t surprised to feel Jun coming up behind him holding him close so his slightly throbbing head could rest against his chest. “I’m…”
“If the next word out of your mouth is fine I’m going to rip your tongue off…” Jun spat his hands moving in gentle circles up and down the centre of his back while he grabbed a bottle of water from the side and gave it to him. From seemingly far away he could hear the din of the crowd, thousands of people that had come to see them preform. They were halfway through the concert he had no choice to be anything but fine and he did feel better now that he had thrown up though the gentle pulse of the music was enough for him to wish that his head would just explode and be done with it already.
“Okay, okay I’m not exactly fine but I feel better than I did…Come on we have to…”
“You can stay here…Well not here…Here’s gross…” Jun muttered his arm quickly wrapping around him and pulling him away from the portable toilet and out into the area that they had closed off as their changing room. A space that was thankfully cut off from any of the numerous camera crews that were floating about. There was a bench, it wasn’t exactly comfortable but it was better than nothing and Nino sighed with relief as he was helped to sit down in front of a fan that blew cool air around his face. Tomorrow his back tablets would be going in the bin and when he got back to Japan he was going to see about a change in prescription he decided glumly as he was pushed backwards by the gentle hands of his lover. He sighed a little disappointed himself that he was making all of the others work harder to cover up for his mistakes. There seemed to be a lot of them tonight and thankfully not all of them were his fault but it seemed to be a close thing.
“J…I’m sorry…” He moaned as a cool wet towel was draped carefully over his eyes and nose allowing the cool air to actually sooth away the headache.
“Shut up…Idiot…This isn’t your…No wait it is your fault…If you spent more time outside and less on your games when we had a free days…” Jun growled disapprovingly and Nino chuckled knowing that he was only this grumpy when he was really worried. “Don’t laugh, brat, I’m serious…”
“I know that’s why I’m laughing…I love you…You know that don’t you?” Nino purred moving aside just enough of the cool cloth to look at him and Jun rolled his eyes a little a tiny smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
“You’d better, brat…” He told him poking at his mole before he sighed and kissed it getting to his feet. “I’ll go out first…You stay here for as long as possible okay?”
“Roger!” Nino gave a tiny salute and then pulled the cloth back over his face sighing with happiness when the light was blocked out and he was shocked a moment later when Jun’s face was pressed into his stomach.
“I hate you being ill…”
“I know…But you like taking care of me…” Nino purred confidently his fingers threading through the wet and sticky hair “Now go get dressed, be amazing and I’ll be out as soon as possible to admire you wiggling your arse for all its worth…”
“Promise?”
“Promise…”
TBC
A/N: Hmm…I really hope that this is okay! As I have no idea what was really effecting Nino I’m going on the theory that it was a mix of his back and the heat.
“If the next word out of your mouth is fine I’m going to rip your tongue off…” Jun spat his hands moving in gentle circles up and down the centre of his back while he grabbed a bottle of water from the side and gave it to him. From seemingly far away he could hear the din of the crowd, thousands of people that had come to see them preform. They were halfway through the concert he had no choice to be anything but fine and he did feel better now that he had thrown up though the gentle pulse of the music was enough for him to wish that his head would just explode and be done with it already.
“Okay, okay I’m not exactly fine but I feel better than I did…Come on we have to…”
“You can stay here…Well not here…Here’s gross…” Jun muttered his arm quickly wrapping around him and pulling him away from the portable toilet and out into the area that they had closed off as their changing room. A space that was thankfully cut off from any of the numerous camera crews that were floating about. There was a bench, it wasn’t exactly comfortable but it was better than nothing and Nino sighed with relief as he was helped to sit down in front of a fan that blew cool air around his face. Tomorrow his back tablets would be going in the bin and when he got back to Japan he was going to see about a change in prescription he decided glumly as he was pushed backwards by the gentle hands of his lover. He sighed a little disappointed himself that he was making all of the others work harder to cover up for his mistakes. There seemed to be a lot of them tonight and thankfully not all of them were his fault but it seemed to be a close thing.
“J…I’m sorry…” He moaned as a cool wet towel was draped carefully over his eyes and nose allowing the cool air to actually sooth away the headache.
“Shut up…Idiot…This isn’t your…No wait it is your fault…If you spent more time outside and less on your games when we had a free days…” Jun growled disapprovingly and Nino chuckled knowing that he was only this grumpy when he was really worried. “Don’t laugh, brat, I’m serious…”
“I know that’s why I’m laughing…I love you…You know that don’t you?” Nino purred moving aside just enough of the cool cloth to look at him and Jun rolled his eyes a little a tiny smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
“You’d better, brat…” He told him poking at his mole before he sighed and kissed it getting to his feet. “I’ll go out first…You stay here for as long as possible okay?”
“Roger!” Nino gave a tiny salute and then pulled the cloth back over his face sighing with happiness when the light was blocked out and he was shocked a moment later when Jun’s face was pressed into his stomach.
“I hate you being ill…”
“I know…But you like taking care of me…” Nino purred confidently his fingers threading through the wet and sticky hair “Now go get dressed, be amazing and I’ll be out as soon as possible to admire you wiggling your arse for all its worth…”
“Promise?”
“Promise…”
TBC
A/N: Hmm…I really hope that this is okay! As I have no idea what was really effecting Nino I’m going on the theory that it was a mix of his back and the heat.
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Date: 2014-09-27 07:19 pm (UTC)It feels so real. Yes, Nino spent so much time in backstage during MC on the first day. Nino and Jun left the stage first then Jun returned alone without Nino. I was so worried at that time. I thought what if Nino was fainting in the backstage.
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2014-09-28 10:29 am (UTC)I based it on the reports from you and others :D
>.< He must have been bad that first day ne ><
Thanks for reading ^_^