#When juno gives up sometimes reyev will just do it for him

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Season 3 Juno is healthy enough to do eyeliner daily. He's grown.

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[haunted-by-catholic-guilt]

I Need You To See Through My Act

“Hey, handsome, how’re you feeling?”

Peter didn’t respond right away, still drifting off staring into Juno’s soul almost.

“Baby?”

Peter smiled and curled into him, comfortably.

“always good with you”

Juno huffed a laugh, rubbing his lover’s back.

“Go back to sleep, honey, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi! Title from Liar by the Arcadian Wild a very Peter song

TW- semi graphic vomiting nightmares -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Peter whined and curled in on himself, he felt horrible, his stomach feeling as though it was burning from the inside out.

“Ransom? Are you in there, honey?”

His goddess stood outside the door and a large part of Peter wanted him to come in and hold him, tell him he’d be okay, but another part of him recoiled at the thought of being so gross and unpresentable for his lady.

“Hun?”

He sighed, he didn’t wanna move, at all, so he sucked it up.

“I’m here, Juno, come on in.”

The door slid open to reveal his lady, wearing a beautiful dress that flared and tight in all the right places, and that was when he remembered-

He and Juno were supposed to have a date.

“Juno I’m so sorry it completely slipped my mind just give me a moment and-“

He was cut off by Juno touching his hand to the thief’s forehead, his hand blessedly cool.

“Nureyev, you’re burning up”

He knew it, he felt it too, his skin crawling with fever, his stomach felt as though someone had dropped a match down his stomach.

“It’s nothing, my dear detective, I wouldn’t want to keep you waiting any longer.”

He knew that he probably could not handle the date, but he knew his lady was excited.

Juno sighed and pulled him closer, kissing him on the forehead, which he was only able to reach due to the high heels he wore.

“Honey, you’re sick, we can’t go out tonight.”

He felt tears prick behind his eyes, he just wanted to give his lady, his goddess, to a nice night out and he couldn’t even do that, he couldn’t do anything, he felt his heart quicken as he spiraled and-

“Oh- Nureyev doesn’t cry- here, let’s sit down, baby.”

He felt incredibly silly about this whole ordeal, he should’ve been able to take care of himself.

“J-Juno we can still go-“

His voice cracked, he was trying to keep himself from sobbing.

“Sweetheart, you’re really sick, I’d rather stay in and I think you would too.”

His lady pushed him onto the bed, and kissed his forehead.

“Just sit right here, I’m gonna go and get something for you, okay baby?”

Juno leaving didn’t sit well with him, but he nodded, and his lady stepped out of the room, returning not ten minutes later in his lounging clothing, looking equally as beautiful as the gown, with a glass of water and a bottle of pills.

“Here, take these, then we can just rest, okay?”

His lady sat on the bed against the wall and opened his arms as soon as Peter took the meds, welcoming him into his lap.

“‘M sorry I ruined our night.”

Peter moved backward on the bed, resting his head on Juno’s chest while the lady wrapped his arms around him, kissing his forehead.

“You didn’t ruin anything, any time I spend with you is amazing, I’m just sorry you aren’t feeling well.”

He hummed and turned his face into the warmth of Juno’s neck, inhaling his lady’s warmth.

His girlfriend began to hum, a tune he couldn’t recognize.

It wasn’t a language he really recognized either, but he let himself be lulled to sleep by the sound of his lady’s rough tenor.

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Peter was shaking and sobbing in Juno’s arms, but the lady could tell Peter wasn’t awake, nor could he be woken up.

He was mumbling things about Mag, about people in his past.

And Juno.

He was begging him not to leave, clinging tightly to him, probably not even realizing it was him.

Juno swallowed the guilt building in his chest and began to speak quietly to Peter, hoping it would reach him without needing to wake him.

It did, he fell back into a fitful sleep in his arms, holding him tight and rocking back and forth.

After a while, Peter’s eyes fluttered open, almost black eyes meeting Juno’s own.

“Hey, handsome, how’re you feeling?”

Peter didn’t respond right away, still drifting off staring into Juno’s soul almost.

“Baby?”

Peter smiled and curled into him, comfortably.

“always good with you”

Juno huffed a laugh, rubbing his lover’s back.

“Go back to sleep, honey, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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Peter knew as soon as he was pulled from his slumber that he was going to be sick.

He also knew that he couldn’t get to the bathroom on his own.

He was laying on Juno, who had since fallen asleep, and he really wanted to let his lady rest, he always looked so exhausted, especially recently.

He tried to push himself off of his lady, gently as he could, but his beloved was a notoriously light sleeper.

“-reyev? You alright?”

He tried to say something along the lines of ‘I am perfect my love, just going to run to the restroom.’ but unfortunately, he couldn’t, as his stomach flipped again.

He gagged and curled in on himself, pressing a hand to his mouth, and prayed it would pass.

“Shit, you’re gonna be sick? Okay baby hold on-“

He moved fast, standing up and grabbing a lined trash can from across the room before shoving it in Peter’s hands.

He gagged, losing stomach acid and tears into the bucket while Juno held his hair back and kept him sitting up.

“Shhh you’re okay baby, you’re okay, just let it happen.”

He sobbed as his stomach twisted, Juno was whispering things to him trying to calm him down.

When he was done, he leaned against Juno’s shoulder, and the lady moved momentarily to set the trash down, before hugging the thief, rocking him gently.

“Honey, I’m gonna go clean this out, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

His goddess wiped the tears from under his eyes, and kissed his forehead before laying him back on the bed.

His lady returned sometime later, sitting on the bed next to him and making him drink some more water.

“Doin so well, baby.”

He didn’t understand why Juno was praising him, but it made him feel better.

Juno laid down next to him, and the thief curled himself around the lady, who wrapped him in his arms and rubbed his back.

“Go to sleep, sweetie, you’ll be okay soon.”

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Juno laid with Peters sweating body pressed against his for the rest of the night, occasionally waking him for meds and holding his hair back when he lost his stomach contents in the bucket.

His fever breaks the next morning, and Juno sits him in the shower and washes his sweat-caked hair and skin, and makes him eat some crackers and tea.

“Thank you, my love.”

Peter looks tired, but the soft smile on his face is enough.

Juno kisses his forehead and wraps him in his arms.

“Course, Nureyev.”

The aforementioned chuckled, and pressed his head into Juno’s chest.

“I can’t imagine it was pleasant, and I know you were rather excited for a proper date.”

He did feel guilty, his lady deserved much better than he could offer and he knew that.

The lady shifted and held his face, like he was holding a priceless jewel, something so important and…

And perfect.

“Honey, I don’t care about a ‘proper date’, I just want to spend time with you, yeah I feel bad you were feelin shit, but it’s time with you, and it’s never a burden or too much work to take care of you, Nureyev, it’s my job and one I don’t mind doing.”

His lady was such a romantic.

“Juno…”

The ex-detective held Peter closely, leaving no room for arguments in the room.

Juno yawned and Peter was reminded that he probably did not get any sleep since he fell ill, and more guilt settled like a stone in his stomach.

“Let’s get some rest, my dear, I’m still rather worn out and it seems you are too.”

His lady nodded and mumbled an agreement, kissing Peters neck while he cuddled next to him.

“Goodnight, Juno”

He was out like a light.