New Roommate

[Zander Brogthamon]

Normally Zander wasn't the level headed responsible one. Normally he loved being mischievous and playful and causing havoc. When it came to the care for someone he loved though it was different. He was different. Play could be saved for any other time. Now though Pearce needed someone to care for him. Even if the redhead wasn't entirely sober himself he was still steady enough to watch after his boyfriend.

He figured moving wouldn't have been good for the noble but had no time to say anything before it was too late. Quickly he picked the bucket back off the ground and handed it to Pearce. Luckily Zander had a strong stomach. He'd spent enough nights up with Briella while she was sick or taking care of drunk soldiers that vomit didn't really bug him anymore. He rubbed his hand soothingly up and down the mans back.

"Don't move too much, silly." To be honest it felt a little odd for Zander even to be the calm, gentle, responsible one between the two of them. Not odd enough for him to care but it was kind of amusing. "Just relax. I'm not going anywhere." When Pearce was calmed again he offered the noble the water if just to help wash the taste of bile from his mouth. He knew all too well how unpleasant that was.

[Pearce Lockheed]

Unlike his very handsome and easy going boy friend with a stomach of steel, Pearce gagged at even the littlest of things. The sound of someone else vomiting was enough to trigger his own reflex to, let alone seeing sick. The moment his stomach turned over and he gagged a little, the rest was history. He supposed that was one way to empty his stomach of all the excess alcohol, along with his light lunch and everything else.

He closed his eyes over the bucket, gasping and appreciating the supportive hands. He'd just wanted to lay down and look where that got him.

"Sorry," he mumbled at the soft admonishment. He did feel a little silly. But also quite a bit better after retching a few more times on an empty stomach. "Thanks," he added ambiguously for the water and the notion of Zander not leaving. He rinsed his mouth with the water into the bucket and then gingerly set that on the floor and edged away.

"Can we...take a nap?" Pearce asked, putting a hand on Zander's shoulder and tugged him gentle toward himself. "I wanna take a nap. With you. Don't...don't go anywhere," he added, repeating Zander's words back to him slowly.

[Zander Brogthamon]

Throw up was never nice by any means. It just no longer made Zander feel like he also needed to vomit. It also helped that there was someone who needed him to keep his nerves steady. Hearing him apologize made the redhead sigh and shake his head. "There's nothing to be sorry for." He insisted softly before helping settle him back onto the pillows.

There was a part of Zander that didn't want to take a nap. He wanted to be up and about like he normally was. However, a nap did sound very nice. And he had promised Pearce he wouldn't go anywhere, and the man was in no state to be up and about on his own. "Let's take a nap." He leaned in to press a soft kiss against the nobles cheek with a smile before snuggling up to him.

"Just don't get sick on me." Even if Pearce weren't to have dinner with his cousin Zander would in fact make sure the man ate something before he went to bed that night. Though he was unsure if he'd be sharing the bed with him or not.

[Pearce Lockheed]

The moment Zander helped him settle onto the pillows, he was asleep, one arm loosely around the young man's waist. He didn't have any plans to attend dinner or really to move the rest of the evening, more than content to sleep off his stupidity with his boyfriend.

[End Thread]