Fear Itself [ A Shoey Fanfic ]

|| Shane's P.O.V ||

i felt Joey wrap his warm arms around my chest, almost caging me in as he wrapped around me. i had no wheelchair, and my legs were really weak from not walking for a couple of weeks, so i couldn't try to escape his grip.

hesitantly, i stopped trying to resist the urge to fall asleep next to Joey, and relaxed. i felt him cuddle closer as i released the long breath i was holding in. he smiled and took a long breath, inhaling and exhaling at a normal pace.

i tried to follow his breathing pattern, inhaling a long breath, and then exhaling it. soon enough, i was asleep next to the love of my life, warm and cozy.

i woke up hours later. Joey was gone, or around the house. i tried to sit up, but fell back quickly in fear of another I.V. the wet towel that was on my forehead was damp, and warm. i took it off and let the fan blow on my face, realizing the medication and IV's were done and over.

Joey came upstairs to his room and smiled when he saw me.

"want some soup?" he smiled, holding a warm bowl of chicken noodle soup.

i chuckled weakly and nodded, my breathing grumbly. Joey sat on the bed next to me as he handed me the soup, a towel wrapped around the bottom.

"so, i was thinking maybe you should start physical therapy..." he added.

i coughed and hacked, nearly spitting out the warm broth. what makes him think we'll be able to get a physical therapist?!

he looked at me with sadness in his eyes. he looked hopeful, his hair was wet, hopefully clean and he seemed naturally happier, but still upset.

"you cleaned up." i coughed, still unhappy, but trying to change the subject.

he looked down at his tight-fitted green shirt, smiling faintly. he nodded and layed down next to me.

i felt as he touched my leg, it was a faint feeling, it wasn't strong, but i could feel it. he ran his hand up and down my upper thigh, my jeans warming my up. i looked at him and smiled.

he looked at me again and frowned, removing his hand from my leg and grabbing my hand.

"what are we going to do now."

he shook his head

"im going to Coachella, then im moving in with David and Meghan."

i grabbed his arm, squeezing it weakly and looking him on his light blue eyes.

"it'll work out. i promise."