#25 OBSTACLES

EVIL POISON

Payu feels a heavy weight over his body. It takes him a minute to figure out that Rain is sound asleep in his lap, his face smooshed up against Payu's neck with one arm wrapped around his neck and the other resting underneath his cheek. It registers a second later that they are both completely naked on the balcony of their hotel room. The night before coming back in bits and pieces, not all of them fitting together. What they did in this chair though is something he most definitely remembers.

Rain stirs, making a cute humming sound as he wakes up. He looks around confused before he figures out where he is. Rain looks up at him, eyes all puffy, hair going in every direction, looking like a bird's nest.

"Mmmm.....mornin' hubby," Rain says sweetly as he rubs his eyes.

Payu goes to kiss Rain, but as soon as he moves he senses something off, SHIT, something is terribly wrong. All of a sudden his world is tilting and he's seeing two of Rain. Saliva starts to pool under his tongue. Oh this isn't good. Payu quickly taps Rain's hip as he starts to stand, "UP" he barks out, not meaning to but knocking his boy off his lap and onto the balcony floor. Payu bolts inside.

"P', what's wrong?" Rain yells as he picks himself up off the floor. Payu had nearly bulldozed over him running back into the room. He quickly follows his hubby who is running at lightning speed through the room, his hand covering his mouth.

Payu makes it to the bathroom, barely. Spewing into the toilet before he can properly get to his knees. He grabs onto the seat while his stomach tightens and his chest heaves. He vomits up champagne and stomach bile and whatever it was that they drunkenly chose to eat the night before. Payu has no time to breathe before the second wave of nausea hits. Gripping the toilet for dear life he empties his stomach again and again, soon nothing but stomach bile is coming up yet his body refuses to stop trying to rid itself of the evil poison he chose to down all night long. He grabs at his chest as he desperately tries to suck in a lungful of air before another bout of retching takes over, dry heaving, his body sends him into a fit of coughing. He spits as his tears flow down his face, mixing with his snot and saliva. Just as he thinks he's finished and he can get some air into his lungs, his stomach clenches and tries to empty itself one more time. He groans loudly. He's dying, he's sure of it. Never in all his 28 years on earth has he puked so violently. He vaguely feels a hand to his back, caressing it in circles. Rain is saying something but he can't make out what it is over the sound of his heartbeat pounding in his ears. He spits one last time before slumping against the toilet and resting his head on his forearm.

"Fuck," Payu groans. Finally his stomach has stopped cramping and he can breathe. He feels a hand run through his hair from his forehead to the crown and he can finally hear what Rain is saying.

"Shhh, it's ok, it's ok." Rain smoothes Payu's hair back over and over. His other hand rubbing circles over the expanse of his broad back.

Rain had followed Payu to the bathroom where he witnessed his hubby get violently sick. He was scared for him and stood there in shock for a full minute not knowing what to do. But eventually his brain provided him with an answer. Water, the man needed water. He bolted to the kitchenette and grabbed a glass, filling it with water and ran back to Payu. Who was still throwing up. Nothing was coming out at this point but his hubby's body was still trying to expel something that was no longer there. Oh, he felt so bad for his hubby. Once it seemed like Payu wasn't going to start up again. He knelt down and reached around him to flush the toilet. He grabbed some toilet paper, covering his hubby's nose asking him to blow. He pulled some more from the roll and wiped the tears that were streaked down his face, cleaning him the best he could.

Payu's head snaps up when the toilet flushes. His boy is next to him cleaning his face and offering him a glass of water. Sweet boy.

"Please P', drink." Rain encourages.