Title: Shane and Michael Drabbles

Author: WalkingThroughDreams

Rating: T

Warnings: Slash, boy/boy, yaoi, whatever you want to call it. Snuggles and Love. =)

Disclaimer: Rachel Caine owns everything associated with the Morganville Vampires Series.

A/N: Okay, I didn't get any reviews, BUT I will keep updating. because I love Michael and Shane.

6. Pulse

Shane breathed slowly, matching Michael breath for breath. The blonde's hand was carding through his hair in slow soothing movements while they stared at the TV. But Shane wasn't really watching. He was concentrating on the strong steady heartbeat below his ear…or the lack of one.

Shane had always thought that listening to a heartbeat was one of the most soothing things. But the silence was something he'd never imagined was so calming. For some reason the silence of the heart; the coolness of the skin; the paleness of the eyes, captivated him, relaxed him, and drew him in. It made him feel calm and balanced. Something he hadn't felt in a long time.

He thought it was amazing that a vampire could bring him peace. But Michael did just that, and he loved it.

7. Chance

Shane knew. He knew how hard it was for Michael to be around him sometimes. He knew that at any moment that the blond could snap and kill him. He knew that Michael could slip up and bite him at any moment. He knew…but he didn't care. Not anymore.

Because now he knew that if it did happen, that Michael wouldn't mean it. He knew that Michael would never intentionally hurt him. And he was willing to take the chance of being hurt because for once in his life…he was happy.

8. Games

Shane loved video games; usually ones with zombies and monsters, violence and killing. He could play for hours and be oblivious to his surroundings. Sometimes he forgot to eat and he rarely took breaks.

Sometimes Michael would be there. He didn't always play with Shane. Sometimes he just watched, loving the emotions that flickered over the brunette's face, the open expressions. He made sure Shane took occasional breaks and ate. Someone had to take care of him.

Shane tiredly protested as Michael threatened to turn the game off if he didn't go to bed. The vampire made a move towards the gaming system. "Okay!" Shane shouted. "Just let me save."

Secretly Shane loved that Michael noticed his needs and took care of him. He hadn't had someone to care for him ever since his sister's death.

9. Sleep

Shane had developed insomnia after the fire that killed his sister. The constant nightmares made him much more exhausted than not sleeping did. After their relationship started and Michael started spending more time with him the blond noticed. He wouldn't let it continue.

Shane stood stubbornly against the wall slowly inching towards the door. Michael was sitting on the bed with folded arms and a raised eyebrow. "What if I woke you up?" Shane wordlessly shook his head, moving another inch. "You could talk about what you're feeling?"

"I don't need a shrink!" Shane snapped.

Another inch.

Michael sighed and leaned back on his elbows. Sometimes Shane was too stubborn for his own good. "Then will you just come lay with me?" He smiled innocently when Shane's eyes narrowed. "I won't try anything. And the house won't let you out."

Shane froze and met Michael's amused gaze. He sighed in defeat. Michael always got what he wanted in the end.

He curled up to the blonde's side under the covers resting head on the silent chest. Michael was chatting away about something unimportant…

Michael paused and glanced down at Shane's sleeping face with a grin. Shane always hated being bored.

10. Sick

Shane sighed and rested his sweating forehead against the toilet seat. He hadn't been sick in a long time and he had forgotten what throwing up felt like. He was in desperate need of a toothbrush but afraid that if he stood up he wouldn't make it far.

He groaned and grasped the seat, retching up stomach acid. A cool cloth was suddenly pressed to the back of his neck. "Thanks," he rasped, leaning back into the chest behind him. Michael wordlessly rubbed his arm.

"Do you think you can stomach anything yet?" he asked.

Shane turned green just at the thought of food. "No," he groaned.

Michael chuckled quietly, leaning around him to flush the toilet.

Shane smiled. Michael was always there for him when he was feeling awful. It almost made it worth being sick. Almost.

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