Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Finding One's Way ❯ Changes ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Finding One's Way
Author:  Daxemon

Fandom:  Fake (yaoi)
Pairing/Characters: Drake/JJ

Rating:  M

Warnings:  M/M affection
Disclaimer:  I don't own Fake, but if someone was willing to steal it for me, I wouldn't mind. Otherwise it belongs to Ms. Matoh.

 

 

Chapter 5 - Changes

 

 

As Drake walked down the hallway towards his office, he heard someone shout his name. He turned around to see Dee stepping out of the office he shared with Ryo and coming over to him.

 

“Hey there Drakey-boy, how ya doin'?” Dee asked with his characteristic grin in place.

 

“Whadya want Laytner?” Drake asked suspiciously. He knew that Dee was up to something when that grin was around.

 

“What do you mean? Can't a fella just say hello to his best bud once in a while?” Dee replied, trying his damndest to look sincere and failing miserably.

 

“Dee.” Drake replied in a tone saying that he knew Dee better.

 

“Okay, okay. Let's go in your office.”

 

“Why?” Drake asked stubbornly.

 

“Will you just come.” Dee said practically having to drag Drake by his shirt collar the rest of the way down the hall.

 

Once there Dee made sure the door was closed and locked. Seeing Dee do this caused the hairs on Drake's arms to lift…something was up.

 

“So…” Dee began, turning around and resting against the office door with his arms folded against his chest. “… I just wanted to give you my heartfelt thanks and congratulations, because of you for the last couple a months I've been living and will be living a bruise free life, hopefully.”

 

“What the hell are you talking about Dee? You're not making any sense as usual. I don't know how Ryo puts up with you sometimes.” Drake stated as he made his way over to his desk and sat down.

 

“Well I'm talking about you and JJ. Ryo saw you guys kissing at the hospital the night JJ got shot and…”

 

Drake froze with his hand half way to his computer. He felt like a rock had just been dropped into his stomach. He was going to be sick.

 

Dee noticed the shell shocked look on Drake's face and asked worriedly. “…yo Drake you alright? You look a little pale there.”

 

“What did you just say?” Drake asked shakily, slowly turning to look at Dee.

 

“I just wanted to know if you were alright.”

 

“No no not that, before. What did you say before about Ryo?” Drake asked, trying to keep the panic out of his voice.

 

“Oh… that Ryo saw you and JJ kissing?”

 

“Yeah, that.”

 

“What about it?” Dee asked not seeming to really care.

 

“It's not what you think it is, okay.” hedged Drake

 

“I doubt Ryo jumped to the wrong conclusion Drake.”

 

“Look just drop it okay Dee.”

 

“Why? I understand if your not ready for anyone to know about you and JJ yet, but you should know that Ryo and I…”

 

“It doesn't matter, just drop it!” Drake snapped.

 

“Fine, you don't have to bite my head off. Sheesh. Later.” with that said Dee unlocked the door and left, grumbling something about ungrateful friends.

 

After Dee left, Drake sat at his desk absorbing the fact that the last kiss he willingly shared with JJ was witnessed by Ryo and now Dee knew about it. He didn't know how he felt about that at the moment.

 

Before he could get too deep into his thoughts the phone rang with the chief on the other end with a crime scene that needed his immediate attention.

 

 

 

 

 

Back at the hospital, JJ was given the once over and told that he had a clean bill of health, other than the fact that he had a hole in his left shoulder, he was basically in the pink, so he would be released that evening.

 

Drake was on his way back to the precinct from the crime scene the chief had just sent him out to investigate, when his phone went off.

 

“Parker.”

 

“Hey Drake.”

 

“JJ?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“What's up?”

 

“Ah, I kinda need a favor.”

“What is it?”

 

“Well they're releasing me today.”

 

“Oh I get it. You need a lift."

 

“It's so nice of you to offer Drake.” quipped JJ.

 

“I didn't.” returned Drake dryly.

 

“Pick me up at six.”

 

“Fine, but just know I'm doing this under duress.”

 

“Whatever. I'll see you at six Drakey.”

 

`Drakey?' Drake thought. “JJ..” he snapped, but it was too late JJ had already hung up.

 

 

 

At 5:30 Drake made his way to the hospital. When he reached JJ's room, Drake spotted through the door window JJ struggling to put on his shirt without much success. The frustrated look JJ had on his face was so adorable that Drake couldn't help but smile.

 

“Need some help with that?” He asked as he entered.

 

“I was wondering how long you were going to imitate a peeping tom, before you came in here.”

 

“W - What?!” Drake stuttered, his face breaking into a brilliant blush.

 

“I saw you standing out there watching me. Did you like the show?” JJ said with a lust filled leer, as he ran his hand down his chest to his abdomen where he let it linger.

 

Drake couldn't help his eyes following the tatilizing path of JJ's hand down to his well defined abs, where it stayed. His eyes snapped up to JJ's face where he was wearing a self satisfied smirk.

 

“JJ -“ Drake began.

 

“Don't deny you like what you see. Anybody else might believe you, but you'd be wasting your breath on me. You can fool yourself all you want Drake, but you can't fool me, I know you better than you know yourself.” JJ stated as he sauntered over to Drake. “Now is that offer still good? I don't think I'll have much success with these buttons on my own.”

 

Drake wordlessly did up the buttons on JJ's shirt without so much as a hesitation, still a little shell shocked by JJ's statement. Just as Drake stepped back, a young nurse came into the room with a wheelchair.

 

“Hey Charity. Here with my ride?”

 

“Yeah JJ. Hospital policy and all.”

 

“Drake this is Charity, my nurse.”

“One of many JJ. Hi nice to meet you.” she replied reaching out to shake Drake's hand.

 

JJ had to give Drake a nudge for him to realize that he was being spokent to. “Oh nice to meet you too, uh Charity.”

 

“Is he the one?” Charity whispered to JJ as she released Drake's hand from her suprisingly frormidable grip, being how petite she looked. “He's as good looking as you said he was, JJ.”

 

JJ nodded in complete agreement.

 

Drake couldn't help but blush again after hearing the exchange between Charity and JJ.

 

“Well we better get going JJ. I know you can't wait to leave.” Charity pointed out.

 

“You got that right. I've been here one week too long.” JJ whined.

 

“JJ you've only been here a week.”

 

“Exactly.” agreed JJ.

 

“I'm really going to miss you. Honestly though I hoped to never see you in here again.”

 

“Same here.”

 

As JJ signed his discharge forms, Charity surreptitiously pulled Drake to the side.

 

“I know I'm probably completely overstepping my bounds here, but I just wanted to tell you that JJ is completely head over heels for you.”

 

“Excuse me?” Drake asked, stunned.

 

“JJ loves you. I truly believe that he is completely in love with you.”

 

“Cha-“ Drake stuttered to a halt when JJ appeared suddenly.

 

“All done.” JJ chirped. “What are you guys whispering about over here?” questioned JJ benignly.

 

“I was just telling Drake not to let you get away………with not taking your antibiotics or you will be back here sooner than you think.” warned Charity. She noticed the slightly startled look Drake had gotten when she first began to answer JJ.

 

“I'll be good.” JJ said resigndly. “See ya Charity.” JJ said turning to leave.

 

“Bye JJ.” Charity waved as she walked back to the elevators. “It was nice meeting you Drake.” Drake didn't miss the look that she gave, almost like a reminder of what she had said to him earlier.

 

Outside Drake had JJ wait at the entrance while he got the car. He got out and helped JJ get in the car, making sure he didn't bump his shoulder.

 

When Drake got behind the steering wheel and was about to pull away from the curb, he heard JJ clear his throat. When he got Drake's full attention, he grabbed hold of the seatbelt. “I'm gonna need some help here.” He said sheepishly.

 

“Drake gave a small shake of his head and leaned across JJ and buckled him in, before buckling himself in and pulling out into traffic.

 

When they got to his apartment, JJ expected the place to seem closed in and his poor ferns to be half way to deaths door, but to his surprise his apartment seemed okay and his plants were green and full of life. Even his mail had been piled and separated neatly on his coffee table.

 

“Here're your keys back.” said Drake, as he dropped them into JJ's open right palm.

 

`That's true.' JJ thought. `Drake was the one who had let them into his apartment. He must've taken my keys after I'd been admitted.'

 

“Did you take care of my plants and pick up my mail?” questioned JJ.

 

“I figured since you weren't here. Someone had to -----“ Drake trailed off, his cheeks having a slight tinge to them.

 

JJ couldn't help himself. Drake just looked so out of his element - in turn completely kissable. JJ knew it would probably hurt like hell afterward, but it would be well worth the pain he was about to go through.

 

Drake suddenly found himself pinned up against JJ's front hall closet door and being kissed for all JJ was worth. Drake's first inclination, from the sheer shock of it all, was to grab JJ by the shoulders and push him away, but he knew if he did that it would cause the petite man some pain. He decided all within a few seconds that he would tolerate the assault until it was over.

 

This may have been his concious decision, but his libido had other things in mind. Drake soon found himself returning JJ's entusiastic kiss with an equal amount of ardor. His fight or flight reflexes were being completely overridden by an unending need and desire to feel JJ's nubile body. Lost in the sensations Drake reached up, bumping JJ's bandaged shoulder, causing JJ to break the kiss abruptly and let out a hiss of pain.

 

“I guess my painkillers are wearing off.” JJ said stepping back and wobbling weakly. `Damn that hurt.' was JJ's first thougt. `Damn that kiss was intense and well worth this blinding pain.' was his second and last thought before darkness enveloped him.

 

Drake watched in horror as JJ collapsed to the floor. He caught him before he hit thankfully.

 

“JJ?” Drake asked quietly, trying not to panic. He checked JJ's pulse and found it strong. Drake then noticed the slow rise and fall of JJ's chest and realized that he was asleep. “Come on, let's get you to bed.” Drake said as he picked up the smaller man, being careful of his injured shoulder.

 

 

 

 

When he woke, at first JJ didn't know where he was - the last hing he remembered was Drake picking him up at the hospital and then coming into his apartment, then everything gets blurry.

 

As he slowly sat up, being mindful of his shoulder, he saw that he was in his bedroom. `But the only way I could have gotten here was if Drake had carried me.' That one thought caused JJ's whole body to flush with a sensual warmth at the thought of being held in Drake's arms and carried to his bed. `God…how many times had I fantasized about that happening and the one time it does and I'm unconcious! AHHHHHH!' JJ thought in frustration.

 

JJ slowly got out of bed and was halfway to his bedroom door when it opened on its own accord. Drake was carefully backing into the room with a tray of pretty good smelling food.

 

“Get back into bed. You already overdid it earlier and passed out for your troubles. I hope it was worth it?”

 

`Over did it earlier?' JJ thought in confusion. He searched his brain for what Drake could possibly be talking about, then suddenly the fog cleared and he remembered the kiss and the fact that Drake was still there and had not run away. He was even still taking care of him.

 

Once Drake came completely into the room he turned to face JJ.

 

“Didn't I say get back into bed?”

 

“OH! Okay.” JJ replied as he climbed back into bed. Allowing Drake to place the tray of food infront of him. While Drake was busy with the tray, JJ decided to answer his earlier question.

 

“It was worth it, by the way.”

 

“What?” Drake asked still a little distracted with what he was doing.

 

JJ reached out and stilled his movements, causing Drake to look up from what he was doing, his face mere inches from JJ's.

 

“I said it was worth it.” JJ repeated as he leaned in to close the short distance between them.

 

Drake pulled his hand away suddenly and stepped back.

 

“Drake?” JJ questioned. `Not this again.' JJ thought miserably. He'd figured things had improved. With the kiss they'd shared at the hospital and the one from earlier. Drake didn't try to get out of either. `So what gives?'

 

“I - I forgot something in the kitchen.” with that Drake left post haste.

 

By the time Drake got to the kitchen his breathing had become rapid and his brow had broken out in a sweat. `What was this effect that JJ was having on me lately.' Drake thought comtemplatively. Okay he had to admit that it wasn't lately. It had been happening for a while now, but he had pushed it to the back of his mind, that is until JJ decided to drag them out kicking and screaming.

 

`What am I going to do?' he thought belatedly as he sat at JJ's kitchen table. Getting shot had not slowed JJ down one iota in his pursuit. In truth the incident seemed to have spurred him on all the more.

 

Drake had to also grudgingly admint that the day JJ had been shot had also changed something in him as well. The feeling of fear and need to run no longer overwhelmed his mind whenever JJ made one of his advances. Not that it was completely gone though, just part of it was replaced by a sense of confusion over what he really wanted the advances to mean.

 

 

 

 

In the bedroom JJ sat pouting, but then his nose picked up the delectable smell of beef stew in front of him and then his stomach reminded him he had been eating hospital food all week. His worries about Drake were put on the back burner while he dug into his meal.

 

Later on Drake finally came back into the bedroom, he made JJ take his medication and cleared away the tray. A few minutes later he came in with his coat.

 

“Once those kick in you should be asleep in no time.”

 

“Leaving?” JJ asked in a low voice.

 

“Yeah. I've hardly been home this week.” Drake explained.

 

“Oh.” JJ said abrubptly stifling a yawn.

 

“I'll be back tomorrow to check on you.”

 

“Okay.”

 

“Get some rest.” Drake advised seeing JJ already half asleep.

 

“Uhmm.” JJ murmured.

 

Drake walked over to the now somnolent form of JJ and pulled the blankets over him. He watched his sleeping partner and couldn't resist the urge to smooth some of JJ's uniquely colored hair from where it had fallen into his face as he had turned in his sleep.

 

`JJ.' Drake thought. “Goodnight…see you tomorrow.” He whispered.

 

 

 

 

A/N - Sorry if I took kinda long. I was in the midst of actually getting ready to move into my first apartment ever and fate delivered a despicable blow and now I'm still stuck living with the she demon, who I call my mother. I'm stll looking and hopefully will find a place before Christmas {God willing}, if not, before the New Year. Tis the season and all that, I'm pretty close to bah humbugging, but my three year old son and his father actually keeps me sane {ironic right, you would think that they would be the one to push me over the edge into the world of pink elephants and bunnies, eh whatever.}

 

Hope the season treats everyone well and the next chapter is practically written. I write everything out longhand first it tends to help my thought processes better, I've come to discover.

 

Thanks to all of you who have reviewed and letting me know how much you are enjoying my little fic. JJ will really start to get things a little warm in the next chapter, maybe he'll even turn up the heat to blazing. We'll see where the story takes me.

 

Later