Lovers

Gyro came to the bedroom with quiet steps and looked out a doorway. Johnny was sitting on his phone. He was unflappable. As he noticed Gyro, who sat down edge of the bed, he putted down his phone. So, Gyro caught all his attention when he moved closer and climbed him, hugged him and put his head on his chest. Johnny was silently stroking and skipping between his fingers long blond curls while Gyro was lying on him and was not saying a word. They spent few minutes in this way. These minutes were seemed to be the pleasant eternity. Zeppeli raised his head and looked in the other eyes incredulously and suspected something wrong. He attached his hand to Joestar’s forehead and then looked even more uncomprehendingly and attached his wrist. Gyro was totally confused. Then he decided to ask softly: “Where is it from? And how long?” Johnny twitched his lips and silently looked away. He shrugged his shoulders as if he really did not know what was going on or as he was hiding something. “It is very hot…” Zeppeli noticed alertly, touched his cheeks, neck and collarbones with his free hand. “How much do you think?” Joestar asked slightly sorry. “It’s not less than 38 Celsius… It’s very bad! Why are you smiling?” He only grinned responding. “Johnny!” Gyro shouted standing up. “How could it be so?” He did not replied. And he was calmly waiting while Zeppeli brought a thermometer from the kitchen. All medicines and other medical items were there. And as he measured Joestar’s temperature, he made sure in his guess: “38.8!!! How do you still alive? Don’t you notice it at all?” “Alright… That’s enough, don’t shout” Johnny asked. “I’ll make a cup of tea for you” Gyro said exhaled and made him smile again. Suddenly he came to the closet and brought a warm blanket extending his arm to one of the shelves. Then he turned and flung it to Johnny. “You must be cold” he was presently being looked depressed.  “So, aren't you going to embrace me now?” Joestar asked after Zeppeli’s returning. He stood the mug of unfinished tea on the cabinet. “Well” he hesitated sitting down next to him. “I’ll embrace you”. He faintly wrapped his arms around Johnny’s shoulders. “Not in this way. Come on, tight” Johnny spotted grabbed him strongly. “I’ll leave now!” Gyro jokingly exclaimed and started laughing quietly.

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“Well, you did not have to…” Zeppeli said genuinely apologetic. “It was necessary” Joestar insisted on his own. “Otherwise you would get ill”. “Or maybe not”. “How would I look into your eyes afterwards?” he coughed. “How should I look into yours now?” Gyro answered in the same tone. “As usual” Johnny responded calmly. He kept silent attached his wrist to Joestar’s forehead. The fact is that Johnny had lent Gyro his jacket when they had been walking. It was windy and chilly outside. Therefore, he had got ill. Unfortunately, they had figured it out only today. “Why it’s not possible to say it immediately and don’t await when you fall down from the temperature under 39 degrees on Celsius?!” Johnny grinned sorry and as he brought Gyro’s hand to his lips, he lovingly kissed his knuckles. “I’m not going to make out you! Don’t even dream!” Joestar kept silent and sighed theatrically. “And you will sleep on your half of the bed!” “Gyro…” he drawled in frustration moving closer and hugged his shoulders. “Well, you’re a velcro…” “So if you don’t want, as you want” Johnny pouted his plump lips in a childish way and wanted to pull away, but Gyro did not let him do it. He wrapped his arms around his shoulders and his back. “You’re fool Johnny, but I love you”.