Caring for You
Ja'far stirred faintly, dark eyes flickering with dazed confusion as he stared up at the familiar azure drapes of his lover's bed.
"Hey," Sinbad said softly, running a hand through the younger man's sweaty hair. "You feeling any better?"
"Better..?" For a moment he was confused, but then he remembered. "Oh… right." He had collapsed during a meeting. The official groaned at the embarrassment of it and tried to sit up, only to have Sin give him a light push back down.
"Stay put."
"Sin, I think I can sit up," he sighed.
"Great," the amber-eyed man answered with a nod and a smirk. "So stay put."
"Really Sin?" Ja'far sighed. "No babying me I thought we agreed on that."
"You have a fever Ja'far, I'm allowed," Sinbad answered him firmly. "I don't want you up and about until it's gone, understand? That's an order." He was worried about his lover, always overworking himself; this time to the point where he collapsed in a cold sweat.
Ja'far frowned up at him, hating when Sin pulled his king card. "Yessir," he said unhappily.
Sin sighed and kissed his lover's forehead. "I just want you to get well quickly. That's all."
"I know," Ja'far murmured in response, arms coming up to wrap around the other's neck and hug him close. "But I hate being ordered you know that."
"You're too stubborn to listen to me otherwise," Sin chucked, hugging him back and kissing his neck lightly. "I promise not to do it too often."
"Good," the fair-skinned male hurrumphed into the soft hair of his lover. "It's a bad habit."
"I have lots of bad habits," Sin answered slyly, shifting back a bit to kiss Ja'far's warm lips. "Now sleep."
"I just did that for about four hours," the official complained.
"Not enough. More sleep." Another kiss, and he eased his arms out from around the other and tucked the blankets around him. "You don't get to get out of bed until you stop being a hot coal."
"Alright, alright," Ja'far conceded, shaking his head, and he rolled onto his side, closing his eyes.
"Sleep well," Sin told him softly, stroking the other's hair one more time, and then sitting down again in the same chair he had been in for the past four hours. Watching over him..
This chapter was requested by Marina.