Benefits of Allergies
He had allergies. Oh, he had allergies. And it made him miserable.
Allergies are for nerds, not him. Not an almighty greaser.
But he had them, and it made his head throb, his nose run, and his entire body ache. Larry was the only one who knew, who would ever know. Not even Lola knew.
He hadn't really wanted Larry to know either, but he seemed to notice anything that went wrong with the older teen. And the only one to take care of what ever went wrong. From allergies to homework to annoying preppies. Larry was always there to take care of him.
Peanut dropped a wet cloth over his bosses forehead and looked at the collection of medication he had taken from the nurse. Hey, if she wasn't there to tell him no, then it wasn't bad... right? He shook his head.
'Not that it matters, I'd steal for him.'
Peanut picked a Tylenol and a Advil out of the pile and handed it to Johnny, "This'll help with the head ache." then he grabbed two NyQuil and looked them over. "Will this be enough?" Johnny groaned and Peanut noticed exactly how pale the other teens face was.
"It's like you've got a disease boss."
"Tell me about it." Came a nasally reply.
Johnny grabbed the NyQuil and added it to his pile. "What else you got?"
"Uh, here... take two benedryls, too."
"Thanks. Can you grab me a soda?"
"Sure thing boss."
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Peanut wasn't sure what Johnny found so funny, but as long as he was happy, then the younger could find some sort of calm in himself.
"Durby is sew gay... tha'... that... he's a flamer. Ha ha ha ha..." Johnny's eyes were nearly closed, and he was slurring like he was drunk, "Get it, Lahrry... flamer?" He nudged his friend in the side with his elbow.
Larry sighed, "Whatever you say boss..."
"Psh... I bet he gets it every night, too. That fairy has fuckin' everything, man."
Peanut shifted in his seat awkwardly, "Well... so could you..."
Johnny lifted his head from its place on Peanut's shoulder and looked at him critically, his eyes opening no more than they were before. "Whateya mean?" His voice was less cheerful-drunk sounding, and more serious-drunk sounding.
"Er... you know..." Larry felt his ears get hot, "There are tons of girls who would kill to sleep with you..." Damn.
Johnny set his head back down, "Oh."
"Uh... Johnny?"
"Yeah?"
"What would you do if you found out that... uh... Ricky was gay?"
"Ricky?" Johnny continued his laughing fit from earlier, making the other's blush grow. "I dunno... I... I dunno. Why would ya ask me somethin' like that? God... Ricky. Heh."
Larry sighed and stood up, careful to make sure Johnny didn't fall over. "I've got to finish my homework, Johnny. I'll check on you later, okay?" He started to make his way to the door.
"Hey Larry?"
Peanut stopped walking and turned back in time to see a flash of tan before he felt something soft on his top lip. He set his hands on the chest in front of him, but couldn't pull away.
"What woul' you say if I said that Lola was driving me to be gay?"
The smaller shyly put his arms around two strong shoulders.
"I'm not surprised."