Overworked HydexGackt
Title: Overworked
Author: toiunplus
Pairing: Hyde x Gackt
Genre: Romance, fluff
Warning/Disclaimer: Nothing to warn about. Gackt and Hyde own themselves.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Hyde is tired of watching Gackt working himself into exhaustion so takes matters into his own hands.
Author's Comment: I got this idea last night and couldn't get it out of my head. Gackt needs someone to tell him to take a break!
Hyde poked his head into Gackt’s workroom, sighing at the sight of his lover bent over his desk and writing furiously. He’d been at it for hours, and it was very late. “Gacchan, don’t you ever sleep?”
“I will later.”
“It’s three in the morning!” Hyde brushed his hair behind his ear and walked up to the soloist, catching his hands. “Your work won’t shrivel up on your desk without you. Take a few hours and sleep.”
“But I need to work on this,” Gackt protested, taking his hands back so he could continue writing. “I don’t have time to sleep.”
“Do you want to end up on an IV in the hospital again because you’ve overworked yourself?” Hyde asked, giving Gackt a stern look.
“…No.”
“Then come to bed!” Hyde seized Gackt’s hands again. “You need to sleep, Gacchan. You’re not Superman. You need to rest or you will end up in the hospital again.”
“All right. I’ll get a couple hours of sleep.” Gackt rose to his feet.
“You need more than that!”
“Hyde, I don’t have the time. Three hours of sleep and then I’ll get more work done.” Gackt ruffled his hair and headed towards the bedroom. Annoyed by his lover’s stubbornness, Hyde followed him. It was pointless to argue with Gackt when it came to resting though. Short of knocking him out, there was little Hyde could do to make his lover sleep more. Hyde went over to their bed and pulled back the covers before climbing in, waiting for Gackt to join him. Gackt set his alarm clock then got into bed with Hyde, pulling him into his arms.
“You look so tired, Gacchan.” Hyde smoothed the soloist’s dark hair out of his eyes. He could easily see the exhaustion etched into Gackt’s beautiful face. His lover was running on caffeine and pure stubbornness. If he didn’t rest soon, he’d faint or wind up in the hospital. Hyde shuddered at the thought of coming home from work and finding Gackt collapsed on the floor since he’d worked himself beyond his body’s limits.
“I’m fine.”
Hyde scoffed. “No you’re not! You’re exhausted and overworked.” He stroked Gackt’s cheek, concern filling his voice. “I’m afraid I’m going to come home and find you collapsed again.”
“I’m fine, Hyde. That’s not going to happen.” Gackt kissed the top of his head and pulled him closer.
The vocalist shook his head. “If you keep up with this schedule it will happen.” He clutched the front of Gackt’s shirt, looking into his lover’s eyes. “Do you have any idea what I feel when I see you like that?”
“You’ve told me before, so I know what you feel. I’m really sorry I make you worry, Hyde. But I promise I’m not going to faint. I just need some sleep, and I’ll be fine again.” Gackt leaned his head against Hyde’s and closed his eyes. “Get some rest too.”
Hyde knew Gackt needed more than a couple hours of sleep to be well again, but didn’t fight him. Gackt was too tired to argue about his health, and Hyde didn’t want to stress him out even more. So he simply lay in Gackt’s arms and waited until his lover had fallen asleep - which didn’t take long. If Gackt wouldn’t take care of himself, Hyde would take matters into his own hands. Hyde wriggled out of Gackt’s embrace and turned off his alarm clock before getting back in bed. There. Now Gackt would sleep as long as his body let him. The vocalist squeaked in surprise as he found himself pressed against Gackt’s chest again
“Hyde,” Gackt murmured his name, pulling Hyde up against his chest and wrapping his arms around the vocalist’s slim waist. Hyde squeaked in surprise at the action, smiling a little as he looked at his sleeping lover’s face. Gackt wouldn’t have to worry about him leaving again. Hyde planned on staying in Gackt’s arms for the rest of the night.
* * *
Hyde stirred, eyes fluttering open as wakefulness reached him. He yawned and tried to stretch, but Gackt was still holding him. Not wanting to wake him, the vocalist froze. It was too late though. Gackt’s eyes opened as well, focusing on Hyde’s face. The sleep seemed to have been good for him since he didn’t look quite so exhausted, but he still looked drained.
“Hyde?” Gackt yawned a little. “What time is it?”
The vocalist squinted at the clock. “Almost nine.”
Gackt looked appalled. “What?! My alarm was supposed to go off at five!”
“We must have slept through it,” Hyde replied vaguely. What Gackt didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
The soloist released Hyde and sat up. “I have to go back to work.” He got out of bed, clutching at the bedside table as he swayed on his feet. Gackt looked like he would collapse at any second.
“No you don’t.” Hyde seized Gackt by his shirt and dragged him back onto the bed. Gackt, in his half-asleep state, didn’t resist and tumbled back onto the pillows with a surprised look on his face.
“Yes I do. I was supposed to be up at five, I’ve wasted four hours!” Gackt tried to sit up, but Hyde shoved him back down.
“You’re not going back to work,” Hyde snapped, sitting on Gackt’s stomach and holding his arms down with his knees as Gackt struggled. “You’re going to stay here and sleep.”
“I don’t have time to sleep!” Gackt kept squirming, trying to throw him off.
That was the last straw for Hyde. “Gackt!” he said sharply. “You will stay in this bed and you will not move unless I tell you to.” Gackt was so surprised by the authority in Hyde’s voice that he immediately stopped fighting. “Good boy. Now I don’t want to hear a single complaint from you, understand?”
“Yes, Hyde,” Gackt replied meekly.
“Good. I’m calling your friends to let them know that you won’t be going to work today,” Hyde glared at him, waiting for a retort but Gackt stayed quiet. Hyde got off him and found his phone, calling You and letting him know about Gackt’s condition. After reassuring the concerned guitarist that Gackt hadn’t fainted yet and that he would be staying with Gackt to make sure he took care of himself, Hyde hung up and turned back to the soloist.
Gackt had stayed quiet during the phone call, but the way he cradled his head suggested pain. “Hyde, I have a headache.”
“I’ll get you some aspirin. You stay there,” Hyde said, disappearing into the kitchen. He came back a few minutes later with a damp washcloth along with a couple of aspirin and a glass of water. Gackt took the pills and downed them before settling back against the pillows. Hyde draped the cloth over his forehead and sat down next to his lover. He’d made sure the pills were the PM variety. Gackt needed more sleep or he’d wind up in the hospital on an IV all day long.
“…So I have to stay in bed all day?”
“Yes, and I don’t want to hear any whining,” Hyde replied firmly.
Gackt wrapped his arm around the vocalist’s slim waist and pulled him down so that he lay next to him. “I won’t complain so long as you’re here.”
“I’ll be here.” Hyde kissed him on the cheek and lay against his lover’s side.
“Am I allowed to shower?”
Hyde leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. “Yes, but you should get some more sleep. So take another nap first.
“Yes, Master.” Gackt chuckled a little and stroked Hyde’s hair.
“Let me know when you’re hungry, Gacchan, and I’ll make you breakfast.”
Gackt nodded. “I’m fine now, but I’ll be hungry after my shower.” A sly look crossed his face as his hand wandered down Hyde’s back, slipping under his shirt and dancing across the smooth skin above his pants. Hyde shivered a little. “You should take that shower with me, Hyde. I might collapse or feel faint, so I’ll need you with me.”
The vocalist moved Gackt’s hand away. “I don’t trust you not to do something perverted.”
Gackt looked insulted. “I would never.”
“Tell that to your hands, Gacchan. You have a hard time keeping them off me whenever I do take a shower with you.” Hyde patted his cheek. “So it’s best you take that shower alone since if you have sex with me you really will overexert yourself.”
Gackt looked disappointed, but his expression brightened again. “Since you’re taking care of me will you wear a nurse outfit?”
Hyde rolled his eyes. “Gacchan! I don’t wear women’s clothing so unfortunately for you I don’t own one.”
“You could buy one.”
“That would involve leaving your side, and I wouldn’t be caught dead in a nurse outfit. Now go to sleep, pervert.” Hyde chuckled and leaned over to claim a kiss.
Gackt kissed back and pulled Hyde a little closer. “You’ll stay with me while I sleep?”
“I won’t leave your side unless I have to,” Hyde promised.
“Good.” Gackt closed his eyes, and Hyde sang him a lullaby until Gackt had fallen back to sleep. He watched his lover, smiling softly to himself. His beloved Gacchan in a deep sleep was always so cute.
Author: toiunplus
Pairing: Hyde x Gackt
Genre: Romance, fluff
Warning/Disclaimer: Nothing to warn about. Gackt and Hyde own themselves.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Hyde is tired of watching Gackt working himself into exhaustion so takes matters into his own hands.
Author's Comment: I got this idea last night and couldn't get it out of my head. Gackt needs someone to tell him to take a break!
Hyde poked his head into Gackt’s workroom, sighing at the sight of his lover bent over his desk and writing furiously. He’d been at it for hours, and it was very late. “Gacchan, don’t you ever sleep?”
“I will later.”
“It’s three in the morning!” Hyde brushed his hair behind his ear and walked up to the soloist, catching his hands. “Your work won’t shrivel up on your desk without you. Take a few hours and sleep.”
“But I need to work on this,” Gackt protested, taking his hands back so he could continue writing. “I don’t have time to sleep.”
“Do you want to end up on an IV in the hospital again because you’ve overworked yourself?” Hyde asked, giving Gackt a stern look.
“…No.”
“Then come to bed!” Hyde seized Gackt’s hands again. “You need to sleep, Gacchan. You’re not Superman. You need to rest or you will end up in the hospital again.”
“All right. I’ll get a couple hours of sleep.” Gackt rose to his feet.
“You need more than that!”
“Hyde, I don’t have the time. Three hours of sleep and then I’ll get more work done.” Gackt ruffled his hair and headed towards the bedroom. Annoyed by his lover’s stubbornness, Hyde followed him. It was pointless to argue with Gackt when it came to resting though. Short of knocking him out, there was little Hyde could do to make his lover sleep more. Hyde went over to their bed and pulled back the covers before climbing in, waiting for Gackt to join him. Gackt set his alarm clock then got into bed with Hyde, pulling him into his arms.
“You look so tired, Gacchan.” Hyde smoothed the soloist’s dark hair out of his eyes. He could easily see the exhaustion etched into Gackt’s beautiful face. His lover was running on caffeine and pure stubbornness. If he didn’t rest soon, he’d faint or wind up in the hospital. Hyde shuddered at the thought of coming home from work and finding Gackt collapsed on the floor since he’d worked himself beyond his body’s limits.
“I’m fine.”
Hyde scoffed. “No you’re not! You’re exhausted and overworked.” He stroked Gackt’s cheek, concern filling his voice. “I’m afraid I’m going to come home and find you collapsed again.”
“I’m fine, Hyde. That’s not going to happen.” Gackt kissed the top of his head and pulled him closer.
The vocalist shook his head. “If you keep up with this schedule it will happen.” He clutched the front of Gackt’s shirt, looking into his lover’s eyes. “Do you have any idea what I feel when I see you like that?”
“You’ve told me before, so I know what you feel. I’m really sorry I make you worry, Hyde. But I promise I’m not going to faint. I just need some sleep, and I’ll be fine again.” Gackt leaned his head against Hyde’s and closed his eyes. “Get some rest too.”
Hyde knew Gackt needed more than a couple hours of sleep to be well again, but didn’t fight him. Gackt was too tired to argue about his health, and Hyde didn’t want to stress him out even more. So he simply lay in Gackt’s arms and waited until his lover had fallen asleep - which didn’t take long. If Gackt wouldn’t take care of himself, Hyde would take matters into his own hands. Hyde wriggled out of Gackt’s embrace and turned off his alarm clock before getting back in bed. There. Now Gackt would sleep as long as his body let him. The vocalist squeaked in surprise as he found himself pressed against Gackt’s chest again
“Hyde,” Gackt murmured his name, pulling Hyde up against his chest and wrapping his arms around the vocalist’s slim waist. Hyde squeaked in surprise at the action, smiling a little as he looked at his sleeping lover’s face. Gackt wouldn’t have to worry about him leaving again. Hyde planned on staying in Gackt’s arms for the rest of the night.
* * *
Hyde stirred, eyes fluttering open as wakefulness reached him. He yawned and tried to stretch, but Gackt was still holding him. Not wanting to wake him, the vocalist froze. It was too late though. Gackt’s eyes opened as well, focusing on Hyde’s face. The sleep seemed to have been good for him since he didn’t look quite so exhausted, but he still looked drained.
“Hyde?” Gackt yawned a little. “What time is it?”
The vocalist squinted at the clock. “Almost nine.”
Gackt looked appalled. “What?! My alarm was supposed to go off at five!”
“We must have slept through it,” Hyde replied vaguely. What Gackt didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
The soloist released Hyde and sat up. “I have to go back to work.” He got out of bed, clutching at the bedside table as he swayed on his feet. Gackt looked like he would collapse at any second.
“No you don’t.” Hyde seized Gackt by his shirt and dragged him back onto the bed. Gackt, in his half-asleep state, didn’t resist and tumbled back onto the pillows with a surprised look on his face.
“Yes I do. I was supposed to be up at five, I’ve wasted four hours!” Gackt tried to sit up, but Hyde shoved him back down.
“You’re not going back to work,” Hyde snapped, sitting on Gackt’s stomach and holding his arms down with his knees as Gackt struggled. “You’re going to stay here and sleep.”
“I don’t have time to sleep!” Gackt kept squirming, trying to throw him off.
That was the last straw for Hyde. “Gackt!” he said sharply. “You will stay in this bed and you will not move unless I tell you to.” Gackt was so surprised by the authority in Hyde’s voice that he immediately stopped fighting. “Good boy. Now I don’t want to hear a single complaint from you, understand?”
“Yes, Hyde,” Gackt replied meekly.
“Good. I’m calling your friends to let them know that you won’t be going to work today,” Hyde glared at him, waiting for a retort but Gackt stayed quiet. Hyde got off him and found his phone, calling You and letting him know about Gackt’s condition. After reassuring the concerned guitarist that Gackt hadn’t fainted yet and that he would be staying with Gackt to make sure he took care of himself, Hyde hung up and turned back to the soloist.
Gackt had stayed quiet during the phone call, but the way he cradled his head suggested pain. “Hyde, I have a headache.”
“I’ll get you some aspirin. You stay there,” Hyde said, disappearing into the kitchen. He came back a few minutes later with a damp washcloth along with a couple of aspirin and a glass of water. Gackt took the pills and downed them before settling back against the pillows. Hyde draped the cloth over his forehead and sat down next to his lover. He’d made sure the pills were the PM variety. Gackt needed more sleep or he’d wind up in the hospital on an IV all day long.
“…So I have to stay in bed all day?”
“Yes, and I don’t want to hear any whining,” Hyde replied firmly.
Gackt wrapped his arm around the vocalist’s slim waist and pulled him down so that he lay next to him. “I won’t complain so long as you’re here.”
“I’ll be here.” Hyde kissed him on the cheek and lay against his lover’s side.
“Am I allowed to shower?”
Hyde leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. “Yes, but you should get some more sleep. So take another nap first.
“Yes, Master.” Gackt chuckled a little and stroked Hyde’s hair.
“Let me know when you’re hungry, Gacchan, and I’ll make you breakfast.”
Gackt nodded. “I’m fine now, but I’ll be hungry after my shower.” A sly look crossed his face as his hand wandered down Hyde’s back, slipping under his shirt and dancing across the smooth skin above his pants. Hyde shivered a little. “You should take that shower with me, Hyde. I might collapse or feel faint, so I’ll need you with me.”
The vocalist moved Gackt’s hand away. “I don’t trust you not to do something perverted.”
Gackt looked insulted. “I would never.”
“Tell that to your hands, Gacchan. You have a hard time keeping them off me whenever I do take a shower with you.” Hyde patted his cheek. “So it’s best you take that shower alone since if you have sex with me you really will overexert yourself.”
Gackt looked disappointed, but his expression brightened again. “Since you’re taking care of me will you wear a nurse outfit?”
Hyde rolled his eyes. “Gacchan! I don’t wear women’s clothing so unfortunately for you I don’t own one.”
“You could buy one.”
“That would involve leaving your side, and I wouldn’t be caught dead in a nurse outfit. Now go to sleep, pervert.” Hyde chuckled and leaned over to claim a kiss.
Gackt kissed back and pulled Hyde a little closer. “You’ll stay with me while I sleep?”
“I won’t leave your side unless I have to,” Hyde promised.
“Good.” Gackt closed his eyes, and Hyde sang him a lullaby until Gackt had fallen back to sleep. He watched his lover, smiling softly to himself. His beloved Gacchan in a deep sleep was always so cute.