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It all happened so fast. First he was feeling his choreography, dancing and singing then just moments later he was holding his foot in his hands trying to get the burning shoe off.
He honestly couldn't explain how it had come to this, like damn how could he had possibly held his foot long enough into the flames that his whole damn shoe started burning ?
But these thoughts were secondary at the moment, he was already stressed enough, the Grand Final was in just three days. How was he supposed to recover that fast? He had various of different stages of burns all over his foot up to right over his ankle.
After getting bandaged he was send up to his hotel by the managing team, he needed some rest if expected to be still performing, which he was.
Now he was sitting on his bed, sobbing his heart out and clutching a stuffed moose that Sissal had gifted him after he talked one too many times about them.
He felt so fragile, his foot was feeling as if it was still on fire, his performance is in jeopardy and he felt like shit.
As he continued crying he could feel his mind slipping into the familiar fuzziness of feeling younger, and if he were a rational person he would have probably called JJ or Sissal to be there for him, maybe comfort him or generally supervise, but wouldn't say he was that rational so he took two instead of his usual one snus and put them in.
The comfort was immediate, which honestly embarrassed him.
Nicotine addict at 19
He thought to himself, if any of his newfound friends were here they would lecture him right now, and if he was big he wouldn't let them and fire back that JJ was literally a drug addict but that wasn't the case, the case was that he was slipping further into a younger and younger mindset craving the comfort of JJ's arms.
So he made the first smart decision of the day and called him.
After a few rings he picked up.
"Hey Kylie" his voice rang through the speaker.
"JJ" he whined.
"Kyle? What's wrong?" He sounded concerned now.
"Come?" He sounded fragile, even to his own ears.
"Of course, where are you Kylie ?"
"Room."
"Ok , I'll be with you soon." And with that he hung up.
Kyle felt so stupid.
Of course he had to fucking annoy JJ again, as if he hadn't enough on his fucking plate.
He felt so disappointed in himself and started sobbing again, he didn't even hear the knocking on his door.
JJ was waiting for Kyle to open the door, bit as he heard the loud gut wrenching crying out of his room he knew he wouldn't, so he went back to his room the retrieve the emergency key Kyle gave him "for emergencies" he had said "you're probably more responsible that me" to which he had agreed. Now it was finally the moment it was useful.
Upon entering he could see the mess that was the teenagers room, and right in the middle of it all on the bed was his Kylie, curled into himself, clutching the moose Sissal had given him and sobbing his heart out. He also could see that his foot was bandaged.
Huh? What happend with his foot, is that why he is crying ?
He went over to the bed and pulled Kyle into a hug, his head resting in the crook of he olders neck as he brushed the hair out of his face.
"A lot of feelings, no? Wanna tell me what happened ?" He used his caregiver voice, thinking it would soothe him.
But Kyle just shook his head, crying increasing. JJ had the bad feeling he was going to hyperventilate and started coaching him through some breathing exercises. When the loud sobbing had calmed down into slight sniffling, he took the youngers face into his hands.
"Kylie?"
"Mmh "
"How old are you feeling?" He asked just to be sure.
"19" he answered, but JJ could see right through his lies.
"Now that's not very nice Kyle, is it? Lying to JJ? Please tell me the truth." He still used his soft caregiver voice, laced with just a bit of faux sterness.
Kyle looked up out him, his innocent puppy dog eyes full of tears "I don't know." He whined as a fresh wave of tears threatens to fall over.
He cooed "that no problem, what if we sleep a bit? Then we can play and talk later. Lot of big feelings today, No?" JJ suggested, already laying them both down, Kylie curled into him.
Kylie only tearily agreed as he clutched his precious moose.
JJ smiled down at him as he started nodding off, his Kylie will be the death of him some day.