Vulquinn One-shots

Nurse Sal

It had been only a day after Q's infamous nitro circus, quad bike incident. Doctors left him with the diagnosis of two broken ribs, nerve damage, and a pulled neck with orders to rest up and not move around so much.

Sal hadn't known about his stunt until he came revving around the corner to see Q on a gurney being hauled away into a ambulance to be sent off to the hospital. He swore he saw his life flashed before him as he had thought his boyfriend was in worse shape than what the doctor had told him. He sat right next to his bed in the hospital watching him writhe in pain, speaking through grit teeth to doctors as to what symptoms he was experiencing, and watched as he was taken to x-rays. His hands were shaking. He hated seeing anyone in pain especially someone he loved so much. Every wince made Sal feel as though he was experiencing the same pain, watching Q struggle to get comfortable as they waited for doctors and nurses made him squirm in his chair.

With the a diagnosis and orders in place, Sal took it upon himself, without any hesitation, to be the sole caretaker of Q. He knew Q well enough that he couldn't be alone in this shape and knowing how stubborn he was, Q was definitely going to try and take some liberties to be up and moving before he was supposed to.

"You don't have to do this you know." Q said as Sal blasted the air conditioning and wrapped Q up in the warmest blankets he could find.

"I know I don't have to. I need to." He says as he places a glass of water on the night stand.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Q asked quizzically as he shifted in bed, contorting himself in just the wrong way to make him wince and grunt.

"That's what I mean. You can't do a lot right now and knowing you Mr. '40, lives alone, and have 3 cats, i'm independent!' You will try to go against your doctors orders and screw yourself up more." Q huffs but he knows Sal is right. He gets antsy staying put for too long. He loved his lazy days but it was always spent doing something that involves him being active: video games, building a lego set. He could only watch so much TV before he wanted to get up and do something. "So you just stay put and heal up." Sal cuddles in close next to him making sure to be mindful of how he does that.

They turn on the TV and start watching some old movies. The warmth and the comfort of the room puts Sal at ease, he looks up to see Q's eyes sealed shut in blissful rest. After doing nothing but worrying himself sick for the past 24 hours, Sal let himself ease up as his eyes grew heavy and sealed shut to be taken by sleep just as his boyfriend did.

After the movie was long over and the credits were rolling, Q slowly found himself awakening from his restful state. He pried his eyes open, blinking a few times to reorient himself. He looked next to him to see Sal snoring away with his back facing towards him. He smiles, relieved that his boyfriend was finally getting some well deserved rest after everything he's done for the past day. He always wishes Sal didn't worry so much, but he knows that he only does it because that's his way of showing love and care.

His stomach rumbles and he feels hungry. He looks over to Sal once again and thinks about the earful he would get if he got out of bed.

'Well as long as i'm quick and quiet, he won't know.' He slowly climbed out of bed, making sure to move slow for the sake of his ribs and to not shake the bed too much. Once his feet were on the floor, he tip toed his way downstairs as carefully as he could. Sometimes he would move a certain way and a jolt of pain would hit him, but he kept his lips sealed and silently winced.

All movements froze though when he could have sworn he heard either footsteps or some other movement coming from upstairs the moment his foot hit the last step. He waited, looking to the ceiling as if he could see through the structure and see what was moving. His ears were on high alert, but no other sounds could be heard. After standing perfectly still as though he was a statue, his senses determined that he was in the clear. With that, he continued his mission to the kitchen.

When he reaches the kitchen, he rummages around slowly and carefully making sure not to bend a certain way and to not make so much noise. Eventually he finds his rice krispie treat stash in the back and unravels the treat and starts devouring it.

What Q failed to notice in his fit of hunger, was that he was making just a little too much noise. Something he was so mindful of was now a second thought.

As he went to take another bite, he heard someone clearing their throat behind him. His eyes closed as he froze. He just got caught.

"Brian Michael Quinn I close my eyes for a few minutes."

"Sorry MOM!" He spoke with bits of chewed up food flying out of his mouth. Sal looked both disappointed and disgusted now.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Arms crossed at his chest he waited for an answer.

"... I love you..?" A cheeky smile creeps across his face hoping it would soften the blow and sweeten Sal a bit. Naturally it did as Sal's stance loosened up and he walked over.

"Get back in bed, you're not healed yet you idiot." Q looks Sal in the eyes and gives Sal a quick kiss before going to retreat back into his room. He thought Sal was following behind him until he turned around and saw him rummaging through the cabinet just as he had earlier. "Got a taste and wanted one." He waved around the little treat and they went back upstairs and back into bed.

"I hope you won't be like this the whole healing process."

"You've always been there for me, let me do this for you okay Bri?" Q sighs but smiles. Nurse Sal... had a cute little ring to it.