"What's wrong with me?" Dean groaned confused in Roman's arms, when he started feeling nauseous.
"You've been out in the heat for too long babe. Looks like you're having a heat stroke." The Samoan kissed him softly on the hot forehead, trying to make him feel better.
"Ro… I don't feel so good…" The lunatic fringe mumbled just when the tall wrestler had entered the air conditioned house, his boyfriend still in his arms.
"You're sick?" Dean's face was turning from pale into green and he moaned.
"Are you gonna throw up?" The blonde nodded slightly, making Roman hurry up to reach the bathroom. Just in time he sat Dean down in front of the toilet bowl right before his boyfriend started retching.

"Shhh… It's okay…" Roman's hand was gently rubbing Dean's back in circles. The lunatic whimpered, holding tightly on to the toilet bowl, when a flush of vomit left his stomach painfully. He coughed and gasped for air and if Roman hadn't held him up, he would have slipped down.
"Ro…" Dean whined, searching for the Samoan's hand.
"I've got you." Roman wrapped his arms around him gently pressing his soft lips on the blonde's hair.

Slowly Dean's stomach was calming down. There was nothing left in it to throw up anyway.
"Shhh babe…" The lunatic had started crying desperately inside the Samoan's embrace. Even when the nausea was almost gone, he still felt awfully weak.
"Don't cry…" Roman whispered softly, trying to hide the concerned tone in his voice. He could feel Dean's burning cheek lying weakly against his chest. Even though the tall wrestler was wearing one of his shirts, he still could feel the lunatic's heat through the material like Dean's cheek was touching his bare skin.
"We need to cool you down babe. I'll get some ice." Roman murmured, about to get up. But Dean held on to his tattooed arm with all of his remaining strength.
"Please don't leave me here…" The blonde whined, just wanting to cuddle up inside his embrace to feel better.
"I'm here babe." Roman gently kissed his dirty blonde curls, picking him up carefully.
"Don't cry …"
Dean fisted the Samoan's shirt and Roman could feel his hot tears being soaked up by the soft material.
"Shhhshhh…" The black haired man whispered, carrying his boyfriend out of the bathroom.

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Roman sat down next to Dean on the bed, gently brushing through his blond hair. The Samoan had taken off his boyfriend's jeans, so the lunatic was now lying weakly-with just his tight boxers on-beside him on the mattress.
Dean groaned at the cold feeling of the countless bags of ice, which Roman had placed all over his body, slowly cooling down his overheated skin.
"Dean?"
The blonde's eyes were closed and his chest was moving quickly up and down, while his body tried to deal with the sudden drop of temperature. Roman carefully lifted the blonde's head, holding a glass of water against the lunatic's lips.
"You're pretty dehydrated babe. You need to drink something." The Samoan's voice was soft while he was gently thumbing the back of Dean's head in his hand.
"Ehhhmm…" The blonde moaned, turning away. "… sick …"
Roman sighed deeply, seeing his boyfriend like this made his heart ache. He opened one of the bags and pulled out a small ice cube, before retracing Dean's dry lips with it.
The sudden wet feeling made the blonde open his eyes and he looked directly into Roman's grey ones.
"Here we go …" The black haired man smiled, watching the lunatic licking over his lips.
The ice cube took a last round over them, before Dean's tongue let it disappear inside his mouth.
"Good. Let it slowly melt inside."
The blonde groaned in relief, when the cold liquid made its way down his dry throat, washing away the disgusting taste of vomit from before.


There goes part two...
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