Title: Of Hangovers and Kisses
Author: Chained Phoenix
Pairing: Johnny Smith x Bruce Lewis
Fandom: The Dead Zone (TV-Verse)
Theme: 12) In a good mood
Disclaimer: I don't own The Dead Zone, but when I do, I'll be sure to let you know (if Mimi-Pon doesn't glomp Johnny to death...).
Rating: K+

Warnings: Slash, mention of alcohol.

Summary: 30Kisses challenge A series of unconnected one-shots involving hangovers, kisses and chocolate. Johnny x Bruce

Rants: I wrote this in about twenty minutes. I like it, even if you don't. BTW, it's TV-Verse in case you didn't catch that... Though the book pwns too.

"Would you stop it already!" Bruce growled, letting his head fall flat on the table. "It's really starting to annoy me..."

"Stop what?" Johnny asked, one part confused, and one part taunting.

"You know what, damn it!" Bruce growled, "And where's that Aspirin...?"

"I don't know if I want to give it to you know," Johnny huffed, sitting across from him, holding the small container in his hand, "You're such an ass."

"Johnny Smith, give me the damn bottle or I'll knock that smirk off your face, so help me god," Bruce threatened.

"You shouldn't talk to God like that...," Johnny said off-handedly, but handing over the bottle anyway, "besides, you're the one who decided to get wasted."

"Your fault, you bought the booze," Bruce chimed in, and Johnny sighed, before smiling again.

"Would you stop doing that!"

"Doing what?"

"That!"

"I-"

"Your smiling makes my head hurt!" Bruce snapped, and Johnny burst out laughing, highly amused, "Why don't you have a hangover too?"

"I didn't have as much as you," Johnny said solemnly, trying to look innocent, but his smile said otherwise.

"DAMN IT! YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN!" Bruce snapped, smacking the table, before massaging his temples.

"Bruce..." Johnny laughed, "Take the pills. Eck, don't take them dry, I got you a glass of water..."

Bruce swallowed the pills dry, but took a drink of the cold water as an afterthought. He looked over the table at Johnny, who had his elbows on the table, head in his hands, with that damn amused smile on his face. Bruce cursed under his breath, before closing his eyes and resting his arms on the table, laying his head on them. He heard Johnny's soft laughter, and the chair scraping across the floor as he got up. He ruffled through the kitchen for a moment, before something thumped on the table, and Johnny sat again.

"A kiss to make you feel better?" Johnny asked, almost innocently.

Bruce's eyes shot open, and he gave Johnny an untrusting look, "...what?"

"A kiss..." Johnny said again, holding up the small chocolate candy, before eating it.

Bruce stared at the bag for a moment, before taking one, "yeah."

Johnny laughed again, and Bruce shot him an evil look.

"Could you stop laughing, just for, half an hour?" Bruce asked

"For you? I'd do anything," Johnny smirked.

"I'm going to take you up on that offer later," Bruce replied, helping himself to another piece of candy.

"I'll take your word for it."