In Between, Part 14
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soulmatejunkeeTitle: In Between, Part 14/?
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soulmatejunkee
Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: What happened between episode 4.09 and 4.10 (POV’s). It starts right after "Eat some fucking chicken soup".
Word Count: 400 words (drabbles)
Summary: I am writing on it since weeks, so I just thought, maybe I should start posting it
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
A/N: Beta byqafkinnetic (Thanks a lot!)
Every comment is welcome. Let me know what you think. Thanks!
I just want to thank everyone for the lovely comments on this story!!
I love reading every single one.
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Justin's POV
1)
I made him drink some more ginger ale and told him that there was more on the nightstand. After a few minutes he fell asleep and I stood up again to clean up the loft. I started with the ginger ale and then put all the towels in a big plastic bag. I would take them to the laundromat when Brian was at work.
After cleaning the bathroom I called in the hospital. It was late, but the doctor was still available. I told him what had happened and he told me that the side effects were always totally unpredictable.
2)
He told me to make sure that Brian drank enough, especially when the nausea was so bad, and to keep an eye on him. I would do that. I wouldn’t leave him alone anymore right after the radiation. And I wouldn't give a shit about the deal and if he was comfortable with that or not.
When I went to bed that night he was still asleep. Obviously he had been up to drink some more ginger ale, because the can was empty, but he hadn’t used the trashcan or the toilet. I took his hand and closed my eyes.
3)
At 4am I woke up, something was weird. I don’t know what had woken me up, but when I turned around I realized something was wrong. Brian wasn’t sleeping anymore. He still laid beside me, but he had pulled the duvet all over him and he was shivering.
"Brian?“ I turned on the light and sat up. His forehead was sweaty, but cold. He had chills.
I got up, took the blanket out of the closet and put it all over him. Then I crawled over him and under the duvet, put my arms around him and pulled him closer.
4)
Of course he tried to reject me– I'm sure his mother never tried to warm him up with her own body heat when he had chills. I sighed.
"It’ll help, trust me. I can warm you up. Give in.“
He did. I wrapped my leg around him, too and started to rub his back, to warm him up.
"Fuck.“
I could barely hear him, but he was right. "Yeah, it totally sucks. But you can blame it on me, I just wanted to cuddle.“
He laughed, or at least tried to, and I felt him to relax in my arms.
TBC
Author:
soulmatejunkee Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: What happened between episode 4.09 and 4.10 (POV’s). It starts right after "Eat some fucking chicken soup".
Word Count: 400 words (drabbles)
Summary: I am writing on it since weeks, so I just thought, maybe I should start posting it
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
A/N: Beta by
qafkinnetic (Thanks a lot!)Every comment is welcome. Let me know what you think. Thanks!
I just want to thank everyone for the lovely comments on this story!!
I love reading every single one.
01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10
11 | 12 | 13
Justin's POV
1)
I made him drink some more ginger ale and told him that there was more on the nightstand. After a few minutes he fell asleep and I stood up again to clean up the loft. I started with the ginger ale and then put all the towels in a big plastic bag. I would take them to the laundromat when Brian was at work.
After cleaning the bathroom I called in the hospital. It was late, but the doctor was still available. I told him what had happened and he told me that the side effects were always totally unpredictable.
2)
He told me to make sure that Brian drank enough, especially when the nausea was so bad, and to keep an eye on him. I would do that. I wouldn’t leave him alone anymore right after the radiation. And I wouldn't give a shit about the deal and if he was comfortable with that or not.
When I went to bed that night he was still asleep. Obviously he had been up to drink some more ginger ale, because the can was empty, but he hadn’t used the trashcan or the toilet. I took his hand and closed my eyes.
3)
At 4am I woke up, something was weird. I don’t know what had woken me up, but when I turned around I realized something was wrong. Brian wasn’t sleeping anymore. He still laid beside me, but he had pulled the duvet all over him and he was shivering.
"Brian?“ I turned on the light and sat up. His forehead was sweaty, but cold. He had chills.
I got up, took the blanket out of the closet and put it all over him. Then I crawled over him and under the duvet, put my arms around him and pulled him closer.
4)
Of course he tried to reject me– I'm sure his mother never tried to warm him up with her own body heat when he had chills. I sighed.
"It’ll help, trust me. I can warm you up. Give in.“
He did. I wrapped my leg around him, too and started to rub his back, to warm him up.
"Fuck.“
I could barely hear him, but he was right. "Yeah, it totally sucks. But you can blame it on me, I just wanted to cuddle.“
He laughed, or at least tried to, and I felt him to relax in my arms.
TBC
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on 2010-10-11 06:36 am (UTC)This story is simply amazing. Heartbreaking but never unbearably so.
Thank you!
Rena
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on 2010-10-11 06:46 am (UTC)That was a really nice comment :)
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on 2010-10-11 07:12 am (UTC)♥
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on 2010-10-11 08:50 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2010-10-11 09:12 am (UTC)Oh my goodness! (sniff, sniff) So beautiful!
Hugs, Cindy
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on 2010-10-11 09:31 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 09:39 am (UTC)Beautiful:)
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on 2010-10-11 10:56 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 09:58 am (UTC)I have cried for every chapter.Your fic will kill me.
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on 2010-10-11 10:57 am (UTC)I hope the upcomming chapters will stop the tears :)
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on 2010-10-11 10:41 am (UTC)^ that was perfect. Justin always knows what to say and what to do to help Brian.
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on 2010-10-11 10:58 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 11:14 am (UTC)Wonderful update, & Im glad Justin will be around more,,thanks I love this fic.. Later Jx
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on 2010-10-11 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 11:35 am (UTC)Love the last scene. Justin said the right thing.
It's amazing how he's so strong and how he always knows what to say or do.
Thank for the wonderful update!
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on 2010-10-11 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 11:49 am (UTC)Thanks a lot.
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on 2010-10-11 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 03:55 pm (UTC)He laughed, or at least tried to, and I felt him to relax in my arms.
.... just perfect, fabulous update.
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on 2010-10-11 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-11 11:47 pm (UTC)I has a question: Any idea how long this story will? ;P
Thanks!
:)
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on 2010-10-12 06:02 am (UTC)Well, it's not so long anymore.
Just 3 or 4 chapters, I am still working on. After all it's still just a gapfiller :)
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on 2010-10-12 09:18 am (UTC)Thank you!
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on 2010-10-12 09:34 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-10-12 01:33 pm (UTC)I like to see Brian feeling comfortable with this such displays of affection.
Thanks
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on 2010-10-13 09:56 pm (UTC)