Entertain me, dammit!

[tallories.livejournal.com]

From the "We Only Hurt the Ones We Love" department... give me JC suffering from a nosebleed. Anything else is left to the author's discretion.

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[underneathatree.livejournal.com]

He'd swiped at his nose twice before he realized the back of his hand had come away wet. He stared at the watercolor smear on his skin for a moment, intrigued by the density of hue in places and then rose. The sudden shift in posture sent the blood coursing down from his nose, forming rivulets along the soft indentation below. Swearing under his breath, JC put his head back and went in search of tissue.

As he stumbled around the corner he was spotted by both bandmate and bodyguard. They both smiled at the sight. JC Chasez, millionare and star, walking blindly into walls and doors willy nilly.

"Chasez, you're not docking my pay if you dent that purty face." Lonnie chided. Taking JC by the elbow he led him into the closest hotel room, set him in a chair and instructed him not to move.

JC sat, arms layed out on the arms of the chair, head lain back and eyes shut. He could feel the blood pooling in the back of his nasal cavity, preparing to flow. Down onto his shirt if he lifted his head and into his throat if he allowed. It started to taste thick and warm, with just the teeniest hint of copper.

JC felt something cool pressed against his nose, firm pressure and then suddenly. Cold. Very cold.


"Sit stil." his new nurse told him. "The ice will stop the bleeding in a bit. Then we'll clean you up."

JC sat still, let the chill from the ice seep into his skin. He felt the slow circles that were being rubbed into his forhead by a gentle hand. It was soothing and JC relished the short span of quiet.

"There, should be all set now. Sit up?"

JC obliged and was rewarded with a small dizzy spell. He sat back swiftly, closing his eyes again.

"Dizzy, hunh? Ok, hold still." The cold and now wet cloth passed gently uder his nose and then across the hand he'd bled on. "All better. Sit up agian, but slow you nimrod."

JC did, openng his eyes only when he was upright. "Thanks."

"Anytime."

JC smiled and kissed the tip of his Justin's nose.

[tallories.livejournal.com]

!!!

You have made an old, crotchety woman so very happy tonight. Thanks, hon! This is perfect!

*bookmarks for many future snuggles*

[underneathatree.livejournal.com]

well, I'm sure you're not old! :wink: I'm glad you liked it though.