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Jomike// Thats the best thing

Jojo and Mike have kissed before. They've hooked up before. And Mike even calls him sweetheart and calls him cute. But it doesnt go anywhere because Mike does the same for a few other people.

Heck, he does more with some people.
With Jojo, they make out during the day for a few minutes, but Mike would spend nights with other people. Especially a new girl in the lodging house, they nicknamed her Pearl. Mike would spend nights holding her.

Jojo's bed was on the other side of the room. And he couldn't help but feel envious. He would love to spend nights like this with Mike. But he was so new to relationships (since hes gay and grew up in Church) that he didnt know if he was allowed to ask Mike. The way Mike would tuck hair behind Pearl's ear and kiss her forehead as she slept, that looked so romantic and nice. He called her princess, and even let her lay her head in his arm.

Jojo didnt know his hierarchy with all the people Mike sees, but he believed he was too low to ask for just one night at least. Just one night would be amazing.

One morning, everybody woke up, but Jojo found it hard to. His head hurt and so did his chest, he was obviously sick. He hated that. He couldn't get out of bed. Everybody was getting ready, but him.

Mike noticed and went to check on him,
"Hey, its time to wake up." He said softly, petting his hair,
"Yeh, I'm awake," he sat up "I just don't feel too well, I'm just going to skip out on selling, I'll be fine."
Mike sat on the bed "Aw, poor thing, you get plenty of rest, ok? I'll check up on you after selling."
Jojo nodded and lay back down, Mike brought the thin blanket up to his shoulders and kissed his forehead before joining Ike to go to sell.

Jojo felt so alone, maybe he could have asked Mike to spend the day with him, but he couldn't ask for that.
He could try to ask Mike when he gets back, but maybe he'd look too needy.
He just didnt want to feel alone when hes sick, it felt terrible. He sighed and tried to fall asleep again.

That evening, everybody arrived back, Mike went straight to Jojo,
"Hey, how do you feel?"
Jojo sat up and Mike held his cheek,
"Not too great." Jojo admitted,
Mike felt his forehead with the back of his hand, "I think your getting a cold."
Jojo sighed, this wasnt good, it would take days for him to recover.
Mike reached into his bag, "I brought you some bread, incase you were hungry."
Jojo went wide eyed "Nono, you didnt have too-"
"I wanted to, it's no problem, I dont want you to go hungry while you are sick."
"Thank you, that's really sweet of you to think of me." Jojo smiled, as Mike put the small bread in Jojos bag.
"As I said, it's no problem." Mike stood up. Maybe Jojo could ask now, but nothing came out of his mouth as Mike walked away. So he just, lay back down, and even if everybody was back, he felt just as alone.

The next day he felt just as sick. It wasnt getting worst, but not better either. Mike checked up on him again that morning, but again, Jojo couldn't ask.

That Evening, he sat up on his bed reading and Mike sat on the edge of the bed "How you feeling?"
Jojo sighed "Not...Not so great."
"Ah, if it cheers you up, I tried a new method of selling."
"Hm?"
"Yeah, all you have to do is throw it at people, while their yelling at you, get your brother to get their wallet from behind."
Jojo burst out laughing "You can't do that, you'll get in trouble!"
Mike smiled at his laughter,"Yeh, truth is, the brother part wasnt planned, I didnt want to throw the pape at the man, but there was a spider."
Jojo looked at him "On the man or on the paper?"
"Cant remeber either way it was huge."
"How big?"
"Um, like that one on your shoulder."
Jojo finched, but realised it was a joke and laughed. But he stopped when his head started really hurting. He pressed his palm on his forehead in pain. Mike pressed his lips together, "You poor thing..."
"I'm ok, I just need rest."
"Well ok." Mike sat down on the floor beside him "Can I do anything to make you feel better?"
Jojo was thinking of asking, but he just said, "I dont think so..."
Mike stroked his arm with his knuckles, "Would you like me to lay in bed with you?"
Jojo looked at him, face lighting up, he smiled sweetly "I'd really like that." He said softly.