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miyagidos · 2 years

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Everything collided to hit him at once when Daniel's lashes finally fluttered open. The thin streak of light streaming into the room from behind the blackout curtain made the dull pounding in his skull that much worse though it wasn't directly on them. The brunet was beyond thirsty but could barely move under the naked dead weight asleep on top of him still, snoring away and squirming far too much to stay soft much longer. All he did was hold on tighter to Johnny's shoulders, though, eyes trying not to wander too much when he could feel how sticky his body was as the blond moved against him again, cheeks burning boiling hot knowing he'd fallen alseep like that. The movement caused his breathing to jerk abruptly, in turn causing his body to do the same, and he couldn't help but hiss as his shoulder scraped and pressed into the fabric of the couch.

A couple more memories of the night before came flooding back to him while looking over the mess of the other's living room, a few but not all. He wasn't going to search for them too hard, though, almost sure the best ones would come to him during the rest of the day. Right now, he couldn't even be sure if he was still high, still drunk, or both. But he desperately needed water, painkillers, and a shower; in that order, and Johnny didn't seem any closer to waking up. So he'd need to help.

First, he tried getting up, whining Johnny's name loudly, and then cracking up when the blond just shoved him back down. Albeit a little too rough but it did cover him from head to toe in goosebumps. So he couldn't complain. Next, Daniel wriggled, but that just made the sleeping man grunt and hold him still, which also would have been hot if he wasn't dying of thirst. Lastly, and having to resort to dirty tactics, he slid his tongue along the shell of the other man's ear, then bit down and tugged gently. All but groaning Johnny's name by the time he opened his eyes to stare at him.

Daniel was panting when he realized Johnny was now awake, so out of breath after trying to do those three things at once in the end that he couldn't even tell him what he needed now. He let out a broken whine and inhaled deeply through his nostrils, squinting while trying to keep his eyes on the other man though the room had started spinning violently. “Good….morning.” He whispered, reaching up to rub his face, noticing the bump on his head before stroking over the blond locks with a soft chuckle. “Don't you— Hey! Don't you dare go back to sleep.”

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mamabearlarusso · 4 years

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Keeping Appointments

I debated on cancelling again, given how things at work had changed, but then I'd never hear the end of it from Joey. He'd want all the details...including Johnny's address. I just couldn't handle another 'showdown' right now. So, I'm stuck in traffic on the freeway.

*clicks through radio stations* Nope. *click* Nope. *click, wipes tears*

Love hurts, Love scars

Love wounds and marks

Any heart not tough or strong enough

To take a lot of pain

*shuts off engine* (What?!...you've never cut off Joan before. Yeah, well, I'm here...so, that point is moot. Never used to be.)

Music is blasting inside, but it's not really overbearing. The place doesn't look busy at all, especially for a Friday. Just two out of a possible dozen chairs are occupied. Katy is sitting up front, reading behind the desk...and I'm instantly sent back in time.

"Hey, whatcha readin'...anything interesting?"

*looks up--a little distracted, but with a smile* "Oh, uh, hey! Just these comics that the boss keeps around."

*Sees Iron Man, Wonder Woman & Thor hardback volumes--even a couple Sandman volumes all in a stack, and the one Katy's reading at the moment...just so happens to be about the Bat Family* (Of course!)

"I don't really...they're just here, and when I get bored..."

*grins* "Hey, you don't have to explain to me. Been there, done that, Sister. Nice lookin' chair, you got there." *nods towards the back* "Is he here?"

*eyes widen with surprise* "Oh yeah! *hollers* Hey, boss!"

*hollers back* "Yo!"

"Your lady friend is here."

"Very funny, Katy!" *walks out from behind the curtain*

*playfully* "So, I'm not the only one wondering about Vicki, huh?"

*points* "You hush! *Turns to Katy* Where we at?"

"Batgirl paralyzed...by the Joker."

*Joey winces*

*mutters under my breath* "Of course, she is."

*Joey smiles and the subject is completely changed* "Okay, then...how you been?" *ushers me towards the back*

*sighs* "Two words: Mountain Magic."

"Whoa, you don't hear that too often...what's the terrain like?"

"I only had the cookie dough."

*pulls back curtain* "Pfft, well, there you go..."

"Two and half quarts of it."

*raises brow and whistles in respect, as he nods, letting the severity sink in* "Salty?"

"Pistachio."

"Nice! Syrups?"

"Three. This was all by myself...not to mention several fingers of Jack, I had before hand. I ended up falling asleep, so I don't know if I finished it all...but I made a pretty good dent."

"So, by all that, am I not supposed to already know the answer to my next question? Or do I pretend and ask anyway?"

*rolls eyes* "Yes...'Blondie' was involved. No...I don't want to talk about it, things are still...fresh and I just need time to think things through."

"Okay, but Babe, you do have--"

*looks away* "No. Don't call--he...*sighs* just, please--I know it's silly, but--"

"Hey, I gotcha. But, Mands, promise me that you'll--"

"--talk to someone. Yeah, I know...I will. I just have to stop...feeling so, damn numb first."

*nods* "Understandable." *sits there for a beat* "So, if you're numb, does that mean you won't even feel the needle?"

*rolls eyes* "Very funny, asshole! *back hands his chest* I'm not drunk off my ass, this time."

*Joey chuckles* "Oh boy, were you shit-faced! Too bad we didn't have camera phones back then. *thinks to himself for a minute and cackles* Man, you were a silly drunk."

*turns him around* "Would you get out of here, already?"

A little while later, he's working on my back again and it's quiet--sans the music and the needle. There's usually a comfortable quiet, between him and me, especially when it comes to this part--whether I'm in the seat or watching him work on another customer. There's a trust and a history built there that I could even feel, easing it's way back in last time. But now, the easy silence is allowing thoughts to pop up...thoughts that I had buried down deep and they only recently had the audacity to show their faces again.

*stares at the only thing I can really see clearly from this position, a picture on the wall...art that Joey most likely drew himself* "You know, that I'm sorry, right?"

*needle still buzzing as he keeps his eyes on his work* "For what?"

"For what I did to the family...to you...it wasn't right...total asshole move."

*turns off the needle and looks me in the eye* "Hey, you don't--"

*pointedly* "Yes. I do. Now, turn that back on, I wasn't kidding. I gotta get back soon."

*huffs, rolls his eyes and continues*

"I was being a selfish asshole."

"Well, you're being pretty bossy and stubborn right now, I don't think that balances it out?"

"Joey! After everything you guys did...you were always there for me. Your parents always gave me a place to stay, when it was too late to be out on my own. Your mom never let me go anywhere, without making sure I had enough to eat. I could always talk to you, when I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I don't know if I would have even gone to college, if it weren't for all of you encouraging me. No college means no business school...means no degree...no degree means no Daniel...no Daniel means no Sam and Anthony. No matter what's happened between me and Daniel, no matter how many times I feel like a failure as a mother, I'm not going to live in a world without my kids."

"Yah, Mama! Okay! You were an asshole, you happy now?"

I hadn't realized when the needle turned off, but he was waiting for an answer. "No. That's the problem, I feel awful. I mean, how can you even look at me right now?"

(With a complete straight face) "Because you're a paying customer." *his eye twitches and he starts smiling, as he puts the needle down, rolls his seat back and sighs* "Look...I'm not gonna lie. It hurt, pretty damn bad. But you know what Mom and Pops said?"

"I'm afraid to ask."

"'Growing pains always hurt, Mijo.' 'Everyone grows at their own speed and in their own way.' And, over the years, I've realized that you were ready for your next stage in life...we just weren't part of it."

"Joey, I--"

"Do I wish that we could've at least, had the Christmas card and kid pictures thing every year? You bet, I do. But there's no point in wringing my hands over the past. You're here now...giving me money to create my art on your skin for all time. *smiles mischievously* That's all that matters. *squints his eyes and winces* And, if by chance, I happen to leave a vengeful message on your back. Meh. Who cares, you'll never see it, right?"

*Laughs in spite of myself* "Joey! Don't you dare!"

"Then quit interrupting my art, Woman!" *buzzing starts up again*

We fell back into that comfortable silence again...like nothing happened. "So, about Vicky?"

"Just busy with work and the kids, Mandy, that's all. We'll work out a date and swing by."

"I'm thinking a weekend dinner, maybe a late lunch. I want her telling some good stories...gotta catch up on what I missed."

The drive back to the office, was painful--as expected--but it wasn't as bad as what happened when I got there. A mail carrier dropped off a thick Manila folder, with a big giant name plastered on the return address. Everything came rushing back at once, Robby mad as hell, the phone call at Johnny's, REALLY not wanting to have to deal with those damn doctors ever again. . .

As if on cue I got a call, with a look at the caller id, it was @drlivingstoneipresume.

#cobra kai rp #Joey #dr. always right #really didn't need this right now.#i need another drink

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