Band Oneshots

Migraines (Richie Sambora x Jon Jovi)

Richie made his way into the house after a round of press for his up coming solo tour. He made his way deeper into the house, heading towards the bedroom. He quietly pushed the door open, only to see darkness. The light from the hallway helped show off the shape of Jon's body laying in bed.

"Jonny?" Richie asked with concern laces in his voice. "Are you okay?"

"Loud," was all Jon could manage to groan out. Richie just looked on with a small frown, knowing exactly what was wrong, Jon has a Migraine. Jon got those when he was stressed, and he was currently trying to work on lyrics for a new album, a film an he wanted to do more press what does make him stress the fuck out.

Richie sat on his side of the bed, just watching Jon for a moment. It had to be bad if he woke up with a migraine. Jon turned over so he was facing Richie. Richie didn't speak just looked at his lover with a concerned face. "I'm feeling better than I did. It's a low migraine now," Jon whispered knowing exactly what his lover wanted to ask.

"I'm sorry baby," Richie rubbed his arm gently. "Do you want anything?" Jon just kinda shrugged. "Would some tea help?"

"It might," Jon admitted. "You don't have to though..."

"Don't worry, I'm going to take care of you love," Richie told him with a small smile. He took his hand and kissed it gently. Richie was known for forehead kisses when he was trying to be sweet. But with his angel having a migraine, he decided that wouldn't be the best.

"Richie sambora, you're my hero," Jon laughed a little before burying himself back into the pillows. Richie smiled and headed towards the kitchen to make Jon some tea. It was a good blend that Richie had found helped Jon with his headaches.

It was one thing that he had kept with him from an ex girlfriend. She had been really into herbal remedies that weren't cannabis, and Richie had learned about the wonderful healing properties of a well put together tea bag.

So when Jon's migraines started hitting him again, Richie went to the healthy food store, not even thinking to check Target or Wal-Mart, and bought a box that worked really well.

If anyone ever said that Richie never did anything for Jon, Jon would probably verbally beat the shit out of them. Because Richie did a lot for the singer, no matter what he thought. The hard-headed idiots loved each other.

It only took them awhile to figure it out.