Once A Brother: Chapter 7
Title: Once A Brother
Author: Solarbaby
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
Words: 547
General Summary: Sometimes being a brother is better than being a superhero.
Drabble Summary: “Stay. Don’t wanna be alone.”
Spoilers: Pre-series.
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Cold
It started with a sneeze and ended with a completely freaked out RJ.
In all honesty, even the sneezing and stuffy nose had RJ worried. Casey never got sick. Never. Even if he had, Casey had always stayed suspiciously healthy. Now with Casey bedridden with a temperature of 102, his big brother had entered full blown panic mode.
He had first attempted to drag Casey to the emergency room. But the moment Casey had heard doctor he had freaked out and refused to leave the bedroom. The teen hated hospitals. RJ needed back up.
So when Fran entered the loft that morning, his first reaction was relief. Maybe she’d be able to talk some sense into his brother.
Whatever problem she had with him was pushed aside for the moment. Her worry for Casey seemed to override it. However, when she saw Casey most of Fran’s worry dissipated. She merely muttered something about pain in the ass brothers and told RJ that Casey would be okay.
She headed off for school, with some minor instructions and a promised to bring Casey his homework, seeming to derive some amusement from RJ panicking.
RJ sighed and headed back for Casey’s bedroom. His brother was huddled up under his red and black comforter, shivering. “Casey?” He called out worriedly as he approached the bed.
A head popped out and stared at him for a moment. Eventually Casey blinked and gave another shiver. “C-c-cold.”
Glancing around the room, RJ snatched a blanket from the desk chair and tossed it over him. This seemed to pacify his little brother for a moment only to curl up with a groan the next second.
He bit his bottom lip as he watched his brother. Maybe Fran was wrong. Maybe he should force his brother up to the doctor. He reached out and brushed a piece of Casey’s hair from his face. The movement appeared to calm him down and Casey leaned into the touch. The bed dipped down as he perched on the edge of it. RJ let out a hiss as he pressed his hand to his brother’s forehead. “Damn, you’re hot.”
All he got in reply was another groan.
“I’ll get you some aspirin. That should help.” Just as he was getting up, a hand shot up and wrapped around his wrist.
“Don’t go.”
RJ looked down to see Casey peering up at him. “Casey…” His brother tugged on his arm, pulling him back down on the bed.
“Stay. Don’t wanna be alone.”
Those words made the decision for him. “Alright, just till to get to sleep.” He stretched out beside his brother, on top of the covers. In reply, Casey curled up against him. RJ slid his arm around his brother’s neck, smiling slightly. He remembered Casey used to do the same thing when he was little and scared by a storm or something. He would jump into RJ’s bed, cuddling up against him.
Casey slid closer to his brother.
“Still cold?” RJ could feel his little brother shake his head against him.
“Not cold. Not anymore.”
There was a yawn that he found himself echoing.
“Not alone anymore.”
RJ’s could feel his heart break at those words. “No, you’re not.” He pressed his lips to his brother’s forehead. “Never again.”
Author: Solarbaby
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
Words: 547
General Summary: Sometimes being a brother is better than being a superhero.
Drabble Summary: “Stay. Don’t wanna be alone.”
Spoilers: Pre-series.
oOoOoOoOoOoOo
Cold
It started with a sneeze and ended with a completely freaked out RJ.
In all honesty, even the sneezing and stuffy nose had RJ worried. Casey never got sick. Never. Even if he had, Casey had always stayed suspiciously healthy. Now with Casey bedridden with a temperature of 102, his big brother had entered full blown panic mode.
He had first attempted to drag Casey to the emergency room. But the moment Casey had heard doctor he had freaked out and refused to leave the bedroom. The teen hated hospitals. RJ needed back up.
So when Fran entered the loft that morning, his first reaction was relief. Maybe she’d be able to talk some sense into his brother.
Whatever problem she had with him was pushed aside for the moment. Her worry for Casey seemed to override it. However, when she saw Casey most of Fran’s worry dissipated. She merely muttered something about pain in the ass brothers and told RJ that Casey would be okay.
She headed off for school, with some minor instructions and a promised to bring Casey his homework, seeming to derive some amusement from RJ panicking.
RJ sighed and headed back for Casey’s bedroom. His brother was huddled up under his red and black comforter, shivering. “Casey?” He called out worriedly as he approached the bed.
A head popped out and stared at him for a moment. Eventually Casey blinked and gave another shiver. “C-c-cold.”
Glancing around the room, RJ snatched a blanket from the desk chair and tossed it over him. This seemed to pacify his little brother for a moment only to curl up with a groan the next second.
He bit his bottom lip as he watched his brother. Maybe Fran was wrong. Maybe he should force his brother up to the doctor. He reached out and brushed a piece of Casey’s hair from his face. The movement appeared to calm him down and Casey leaned into the touch. The bed dipped down as he perched on the edge of it. RJ let out a hiss as he pressed his hand to his brother’s forehead. “Damn, you’re hot.”
All he got in reply was another groan.
“I’ll get you some aspirin. That should help.” Just as he was getting up, a hand shot up and wrapped around his wrist.
“Don’t go.”
RJ looked down to see Casey peering up at him. “Casey…” His brother tugged on his arm, pulling him back down on the bed.
“Stay. Don’t wanna be alone.”
Those words made the decision for him. “Alright, just till to get to sleep.” He stretched out beside his brother, on top of the covers. In reply, Casey curled up against him. RJ slid his arm around his brother’s neck, smiling slightly. He remembered Casey used to do the same thing when he was little and scared by a storm or something. He would jump into RJ’s bed, cuddling up against him.
Casey slid closer to his brother.
“Still cold?” RJ could feel his little brother shake his head against him.
“Not cold. Not anymore.”
There was a yawn that he found himself echoing.
“Not alone anymore.”
RJ’s could feel his heart break at those words. “No, you’re not.” He pressed his lips to his brother’s forehead. “Never again.”