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‘MOTHERFUCKER!!!’
Fink looked up from the newspaper he was reading and looked to the bedroom
“MOTHERLESS SONOFABITCH!!!’
Fink jumped up and ran to the bedroom that he shared with his boyfriend. Rev was curled up in a ball holding his head. Fink didn’t know what to do, he just watched the boy.
‘FUCK ME!!!!’
‘Was that an invitation?’
Fink asked himself. He started to undress and Rev caught him from the corner of his eye. ‘No Finky. I don’ wanna fuck. I haves a headache.’ Fink looked at the boy like he was some kind of museum exhibit and Rev sighed. ‘Finky baby doll. Come here.’ He patted the bed next to him and Fink walked over cautiously. He didn’t know what to expect; usually when he heard those words he was on his knees doing unthinkable things to unthinkable people. He finally sat down on the bed next to Rev. ‘ I’sa hurt Finky. There’s a poundin’ in my brain that feels like th' bass guitar from th' Ruby Room. But I’sa be ok, I’sa just hafta lay down and get some rest.’ Rev looked at his boyfriend. Fink’s eyes clouded over with concern. This was his first experience with a headache with someone else. He thought he was the only one to get those loud music notes bouncing around the brain.
‘Finky, could you get me some oj, an’ three Advil? ’ Rev asked, looking at Fink with hooded eyes, but not for the good reason. Fink nodded and dashed to the medicine cabinet and grabbed the pills. A quick walk to the kitchen and Fink got the juice that Rev had asked for. Rev took the pills in one swallow, took one more sip of juice and laid back down.
‘Finky, hold me please?’ Rev asked, his voice strained. Fink lay down next to his boyfriend and took off his mask. He wrapped Rev in his embarce and held the small boy close. ‘Sing to me?’ Rev asked. Fink sighed, then started to sing ‘Boulevard Of Broken Dreams’, from their best friend Billie Joe’s band. He moved his tail and he stroked Rev’s forehead softly while sining. Rev’s body relaxed, and by the end of the song he was snoring. Fink smiled at the cute little snores coming from his boyfriend and he let his grip go a little bit but continued to stroke Rev’s forehead. As Fink fell asleep, his taiil automatically wrapped around his boyfriend, making sure that Rev was held all through his naptime