Never Expected (a Chandler Riggs/Grayson Riggs fanfic)

Another brake in

10 days later...
Daniel's POV
10:30 a.m.
I'm glad that Ragnvald and his goons are in jail now, and I'm even more glad that they got 20 years. I would've preferred life, but 20 years is something at least.
I heard the door open and looked to see that it was Grayson who had entered the room.
"Morning sunshine. Sleep well?"
"I slept all right."
"You know when you collapsed you really scared Chandler and I. You should've listened to us."
"I know, I'm sorry. Was I really out for ten whole days?"
"Yes."
"So, how did I eat? How did I go to the bathroom?"
"Bedpan and a feeding tube."
"So, you guys took me to a hospital?"
"No. We didn't. All of this took place here at home."
"So let me guess I haven't bathed or showered in ten days?"
"Pretty much. If I were you, I'd go take a bath or shower. You fucking smell like a carton of rotten eggs."
"I guess I'll see you in twenty minutes."
"Yep. After all we're the only ones home right now, the others are out shopping and won't be back for awhile."
"So what are we going to do until then?"
"I'll let you know after you freshen up."
"Why can't you tell me now?"
"Because, I feel as if I'm going to puke if you don't."
"Ok, I'll be right back."

Grayson's POV
20 minutes later...
Daniel had returned but he was only wearing his black cargo pants.
"I forgot to take a shirt."
"Doesn't bother me. After all we're both guys."
"True."
Just to make Daniel more comfortable I took off my shirt.
"Have you been working out Grayson?"
"I have. I only have a four pack right now, but I'm working on getting me a six pack."
"So am I."
"Are you hungry Daniel?"
"Big time."
"Want some left over pizza?"
"Sure."
"Maybe we should have a push-up contest."
"You won't be able to beat me Daniel, when I started to work out I did at least 300 push-ups a day."
"I do 600. So good luck beating me."
"You're on."
"After we eat the competition is on."
"Deal."

10 minutes later...
"I'm going to whoop your ass in this competition Grayson."
"Actually it's going to be the other way around."
"Good luck Dan,
"Good luck to you too Gray."

30 minutes later...
The competition was finally over and in the end it ended in a tie.
"Not bad Grayson. Not bad at all."
"Right back at you."
"So...now what do you want to do?"
"I can think of a few things that we can do."
"Name one."
"Well, you could teach some more submissions. After all you taught Chandler and myself the kimora lock."
"True. If you want I could teach you one of the dangerous ones."
"Hells gate?"
"Yep."
"I don't know Daniel, that one is really dangerous. You could seriously damage my larynx and possibly cause me to lose consciousness or kill me."
"I'll be extremely careful, but I'll still have to apply pressure."
"I know, but when I start to tap on your leg that's my signal to stop."
"Ok. Are you sure you want to do this though?"
I took a few deep breaths and then I answered Daniel's question.
"Yes, I'm sure. Just be careful."
"I will. I promise."

90 seconds later...
I tapped Daniel on his leg and he quickly let me out of the hold.
"Are you all right."
"Hold on one sec."
I got up from the floor, walked into the kitchen, grabbed a paper towel, and spit up quite a bit blood. I waited one minute before I returned to Daniel.
"Are you all right Grayson?"
"Yeah. Care to teach me how to do it now?"
"Uh....sure. This time I won't add any pressure."

A few minutes later...
"And that's just about it."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
"Just so you know, you applied a little too much pressure. You caused me to cough up some blood, but you don't have to worry about apologizing. I knew the dangers of the move, so it was practically my fault."
"So, what do you want to do know? It's only 11:15."
"Well, there is something that we haven't done for awhile. We could do that for maybe half an hour."
"So you want to go make out?"
"Only if you're up for it."
"Sure, why not."