So, it's been mostly tweets the past little while, so I thought I'd give a little treat of a fic I've been working on. Something to the side of the
bandombigbang I've been working on which has been coming along swimmingly.
But the fic i'm working on has to do with this comm
sodamnskippy, which is a bandom pairing of Kevin Jonas (JONAS)/Mike Carden (The Academy Is...). It's a pairing
skoosiepants put together in her epic SGA/bandom crossover series and it's kinda exploded since then. lol
But yeah, a snippet of what I've cobbled together. A very h/c fic.
Glancing at the two, both looking at him with concern, Mike nearly raced up the stairs and to Kevin’s bedroom. “Kevin!”
Kevin was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking small and young.
Crouching down in front of Kevin, Mike gently lifted Kevin’s face up with his fingers and looked into his boyfriend’s eyes. “Hey you.”
Kevin gave a watery smile. “Hey.” And then he gently kissed Mike on the cheek. Little kisses all over Mike’s face before settling his forehead on Mike’s shoulder and just breathing in a steady rhythm.
Hands came up and stroked Kevin’s back in a comforting manner. “You okay? You’re not breaking up with me, are you?”
Startled, Kevin sat up, eyes wide. “NO! No I’m not breaking up with you, but after I tell you what’s going on I’m not sure you’ll still want to be with me.”
Mike brought his hands up to Kevin’s face and brought him forward kissing Kevin on the lips, deeply and fully. “Whatever you tell me, I’ll still want to be with you Kev.”
Tears prickled Kevin’s eyes before he took a deep breath and spoke. “I’m sick.”
“O-kay,” Mike said slowly. “What kind of sickness?”
Kevin mumbled something Mike couldn’t hear and moved his hands to Kevin’s shoulders. “What was that, babe? I couldn’t hear you.”
“I said I have cancer.”
Stilling, Mike knew his hands were tightening on Kevin’s shoulders but all he could hear was cancercancercancercancer.
“Mike!”
Shaking his head, Mike let go of Kevin’s shoulders. “Sorry, just, did you go to the doctor? Are they sure about this?”
“Yeah, the doctor was very sure,” Kevin said.
“What kind of cancer?”
“It’s called chronic lymphocytic leukemia,” Kevin explained. “My family is being tested for being bone marrow donors and I was hoping you would too.”
“Of course, babe! You know I will,” Mike said, kissing Kevin on the cheek and then a thought occurred to him. “How long have you known you’ve been sick?”
“Almost two weeks I’ve known I’ve had cancer,” Kevin said softly. “But I’ve been tired and sick the past couple of months and then there were bruises.”
Mike remembered the bruises from when they would worship each other with their tongues, but he just attributed it to Kevin being a bit clumsy. “Two weeks and you’re only telling me now?”
Kevin looked hurt. “I couldn’t tell you something this important over the phone. It wasn’t right.”
Any angry retort that Mike might’ve said died on his tongue as he really looked at how sad and hurt Kevin looked. He pulled Kevin into a hug. “Okay, I understand why you didn’t tell me until now.”
Sagging into the hug, Kevin soaked up all the warmth and love that Mike was giving him.