I wanted to make Tala the bearing one but I've seen it happen too many times to him. Besides, Bryan's a good victim...and he's a challenge to keep in character. So bare with me...god that was a horrible pun...
Disclaimer: If I owned the show...none of the characters would be able to sit down...would hurt too much -giggles- Viva la doujinshi!
-=Chapter 2, First signs=-
The red-head took great fun in nursing his patient back to health that day, overstuffed with snuggling.
Bryan had been thankful of course, indulging greatly in the opportunity to be waited on.
His illness though seemed to progress more and more. Every second day his stomachs insides, the combination of bile and meals of the day ended up the next morning in the toilet, numerous times.
The first few times, Bryan merely claimed it was what he ate that didn't settle right with him, but at its current speed and reoccurrence, that no longer fit logic.
''There's something wrong with you Kutnezsov. I'm beginning to worry.'' It was a week later and by eleven o'clock on the Sunday night Tala was getting ready for bed, stripping himself of his clothes.
''I'm fine alright. It's not like getting sick isn't normal.'' He countered defensively.
Tala rolled his eyes, glaring them narrowly at his partner's bare back who was slipping off his black top.
''I don't mean the morning sickness. I mean your attitude Bry. I swear your getting moody with me.''
That didn't seem to sit well with the accused and his tone rose slightly in annoyance. ''Whatever.''
There wasn't an exact response, merely laughter. ''You were being all defensive, I expected you to at least deny being moody and you come back with that line. Not helping your case much.''
Though he seemed to laugh about it, the welling sensation of worry plagued his mind. The situation didn't seem logical to him since Bryan was in great health till a short while ago. The younger refused to go see a doctor, claiming he still loathed every ivory coat wearing man.
They finally settled down for bed, without anymore bickering. After exchanging a chaste kiss, Bryan sighed, looking up the ceiling. It may not have shown but he was worried about himself. Nothing fit into place in his head and his stomach had hurt a lot recently, though he refused to voice that for it would be used against him.
Tala was in fact very cuddly and didn't enjoy the fact that Bryan was back to him; he'd always enjoyed being close and now even more so. It was like an instinct, something was wrong and till he knew what it was he'd be comforting and affectionate.
''Bry...love you'' He said in a whisper in his ear, moving up close to him.
A rare smile graced the youngest lips as he grabbed the newly placed hand upon his side, lacing their fingers.
''Love you too Tal''
They always shared moments so sweet, only known to them yet spoiled in the morning when the race for the washroom began.
When the next weekend reared its head, the Friday night they went out while Tala spent his time, making sure Bryan didn't have a drop. He wanted to make sure it wouldn't be because of the alcohol, nor did he want him dying of alcohol poisoning when his body was weak.
Bryan did become moody but it was moderate, they both thought it was just a phase in life where every change's and they were around that time. Young adults, working, being out on their own it did become stressful for them.
When everything had been contemplated out, they factored in the stress levels from their jobs and their attitude to conclude that maybe it was just stress causing the mood swings, fatigue and illness.
But when the sun rose, so did Bryan, dashing for the washroom, almost tripping upon their scattered clothes from the nights previous activities.
''That's it. I swear to god you're bulimic or you're pregnant.'' Standing in the door way, Tala sighed, shaking his head while poring a glass of water.
He hadn't noticed the middle finger stuck up at him because it didn't last long as the horrendous sound filled the room, ensued by a horrible odor.
The change from sick to mad happened in a blink of an eye and Bryan, got up, refused the water offered to him, brushing past Tala back to the bed.
Half way though, the red-head grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks.
''Moody.'' He said teasingly as he wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head upon the bare shoulder.
A grunt was his response, only proving more his point by the dismissal of the conversation.
''I'm serious love, there's something wrong with you...I don't care if you hate doctors...I made you an appointment.''
Tensing up slightly, awaiting the wrath that headed his way, Tala only prayed the outburst wouldn't be deadly.
There was a long silence, the once comfortable shoulder had tensed and then, Bryan finally sighed.
''Thanks...I wouldn't have been able to do it myself.''
He turned around, looking defeated but still smirking as the corners of his lips turned upward. Tala on the other side was smiling widely; he had survived, without having to run or result in hand cuffing him to the bed. Those were for special occasions.
Tala eliminated the distance between them, kissing him softly as his fingers brushed a few lilac locks behind his ear, toying slightly with the few earrings, piercing the cartilage and the skin.
''I had stopped you from going back to bed...care to lead the way.'' His blue eyes glinted with amusement as the words slipped off his tongue suggestively, like if they were absolutely casual.
-=TBC=-
Another short chapter just leading up to what you're all waiting for. I'm glad so many people are beginning to enjoy T/B that means I've done my job well.
For Keisan, I doubt I'll add any K/R…I'd rather focus on the pregnancy. Maybe if I did a sequel…Last chapter of development before I get into the funny stuff up next...
Disclaimer: If I owned the show...none of the characters would be able to sit down...would hurt too much -giggles- Viva la doujinshi!
-=Chapter 2, First signs=-
The red-head took great fun in nursing his patient back to health that day, overstuffed with snuggling.
Bryan had been thankful of course, indulging greatly in the opportunity to be waited on.
His illness though seemed to progress more and more. Every second day his stomachs insides, the combination of bile and meals of the day ended up the next morning in the toilet, numerous times.
The first few times, Bryan merely claimed it was what he ate that didn't settle right with him, but at its current speed and reoccurrence, that no longer fit logic.
''There's something wrong with you Kutnezsov. I'm beginning to worry.'' It was a week later and by eleven o'clock on the Sunday night Tala was getting ready for bed, stripping himself of his clothes.
''I'm fine alright. It's not like getting sick isn't normal.'' He countered defensively.
Tala rolled his eyes, glaring them narrowly at his partner's bare back who was slipping off his black top.
''I don't mean the morning sickness. I mean your attitude Bry. I swear your getting moody with me.''
That didn't seem to sit well with the accused and his tone rose slightly in annoyance. ''Whatever.''
There wasn't an exact response, merely laughter. ''You were being all defensive, I expected you to at least deny being moody and you come back with that line. Not helping your case much.''
Though he seemed to laugh about it, the welling sensation of worry plagued his mind. The situation didn't seem logical to him since Bryan was in great health till a short while ago. The younger refused to go see a doctor, claiming he still loathed every ivory coat wearing man.
They finally settled down for bed, without anymore bickering. After exchanging a chaste kiss, Bryan sighed, looking up the ceiling. It may not have shown but he was worried about himself. Nothing fit into place in his head and his stomach had hurt a lot recently, though he refused to voice that for it would be used against him.
Tala was in fact very cuddly and didn't enjoy the fact that Bryan was back to him; he'd always enjoyed being close and now even more so. It was like an instinct, something was wrong and till he knew what it was he'd be comforting and affectionate.
''Bry...love you'' He said in a whisper in his ear, moving up close to him.
A rare smile graced the youngest lips as he grabbed the newly placed hand upon his side, lacing their fingers.
''Love you too Tal''
They always shared moments so sweet, only known to them yet spoiled in the morning when the race for the washroom began.
When the next weekend reared its head, the Friday night they went out while Tala spent his time, making sure Bryan didn't have a drop. He wanted to make sure it wouldn't be because of the alcohol, nor did he want him dying of alcohol poisoning when his body was weak.
Bryan did become moody but it was moderate, they both thought it was just a phase in life where every change's and they were around that time. Young adults, working, being out on their own it did become stressful for them.
When everything had been contemplated out, they factored in the stress levels from their jobs and their attitude to conclude that maybe it was just stress causing the mood swings, fatigue and illness.
But when the sun rose, so did Bryan, dashing for the washroom, almost tripping upon their scattered clothes from the nights previous activities.
''That's it. I swear to god you're bulimic or you're pregnant.'' Standing in the door way, Tala sighed, shaking his head while poring a glass of water.
He hadn't noticed the middle finger stuck up at him because it didn't last long as the horrendous sound filled the room, ensued by a horrible odor.
The change from sick to mad happened in a blink of an eye and Bryan, got up, refused the water offered to him, brushing past Tala back to the bed.
Half way though, the red-head grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks.
''Moody.'' He said teasingly as he wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head upon the bare shoulder.
A grunt was his response, only proving more his point by the dismissal of the conversation.
''I'm serious love, there's something wrong with you...I don't care if you hate doctors...I made you an appointment.''
Tensing up slightly, awaiting the wrath that headed his way, Tala only prayed the outburst wouldn't be deadly.
There was a long silence, the once comfortable shoulder had tensed and then, Bryan finally sighed.
''Thanks...I wouldn't have been able to do it myself.''
He turned around, looking defeated but still smirking as the corners of his lips turned upward. Tala on the other side was smiling widely; he had survived, without having to run or result in hand cuffing him to the bed. Those were for special occasions.
Tala eliminated the distance between them, kissing him softly as his fingers brushed a few lilac locks behind his ear, toying slightly with the few earrings, piercing the cartilage and the skin.
''I had stopped you from going back to bed...care to lead the way.'' His blue eyes glinted with amusement as the words slipped off his tongue suggestively, like if they were absolutely casual.
-=TBC=-
Another short chapter just leading up to what you're all waiting for. I'm glad so many people are beginning to enjoy T/B that means I've done my job well.
For Keisan, I doubt I'll add any K/R…I'd rather focus on the pregnancy. Maybe if I did a sequel…Last chapter of development before I get into the funny stuff up next...