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shelter_dinerTitle: Tag - Part 3/4
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fizzerbass Pairing: Zach/Shaun
Rating: PG for now.
Notes: Grrrr. I *hate* LJ! I have been trying to post this since
Story Notes: Zach and Shaun play their own special version of Phone Tag.
~*~*~*~
Who: Shaun calling Zach
Time: Next day.
Notes: Cody’s dialogue is also in bold this time.
“Hello?”
“Cody?”
“Shaun!”
“Hey there, buddy. Why are you answering Uncle Zach’s phone?”
“He’s sick, Uncle Shaun. He’s in the bathroom.”
“Can you bring the phone to him so I can talk to him?”
“Nuh-uh. He told me to wait out here for Cole’s mom to come get me and take me to school.”
“You’re going to school? Are you all better?”
“Yep. All better.”
“Really? Are you sure?”
*giggling* “Yes, I’m sure.”
“Sure, sure?”
*giggling louder* “Yes, Uncle Shaun! I’m sure!”
*chuckling* “Okay, okay. Geez, you don’t have to yell.”
“You’re silly, Uncle Shaun.” *sound of doorbell ringing* “Cole’s mom is here.”
“Okay, buddy. Let her in and then go give the phone to Uncle Zach, okay?”
“Okay. Are you coming home today?”
“Yep. I should be home in time for supper.”
“Can we have hot dogs and macaroni and cheese?”
“Sure can, little man. Now let Mrs. Torrence in so you can go give the phone to Zach.”
*door opens*
“Hi Cody. You all set for school?”
“Yes ma’am. Shaun told me to bring the phone to Zach.”
“Okay, go do that and I’ll get your backpack.”
“You promise you’re coming home today, Uncle Shaun?”
“Yeah, buddy, I promise. I’ll be home soon. You have a good day at school. Don’t chase any girls.”
*giggles* “Yuck! I don’t chase them, they chase me.”
“If you say so. Love you, little man.”
“Love you too, Uncle Shaun. Here’s Zach.”
“Zach, Shaun’s on the phone.”
“Is Mrs. Torrence here?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t forget your lunch and make sure you thank her for bringing you to school today.”
“Okay.”
“Have a good day, buddy. Love you.”
“Love you too, Zach. Bye.”
“Hello?”
“Whoa, you sound like shit. When did you start getting sick?”
“Around eleven last night.”
“I’m sorry, babe. I wish I was there.”
“I don’t. It’s not a pretty sight.”
“Like I care. Listen, let me cancel my meeting and I’ll be home before lunch.”
“No, dude, don’t. If I’ve got what Cody had, I’m just going to sleep the rest of the day anyway. Stay.”
“But I don’t want to be here, I want to be there. None of this shit matters.”
“Yes, it does. It’s only a few more hours. I’ll be fine.” *groans* “Oh shit. I gotta go.”
“Zach-“
*dial tone*
~*~*~*~
When: Same day. Three hours later.
Shaun comes into the bedroom to find Zach asleep on top of the covers, his face pale, his hair matted to his head. He opens the window to let in some fresh air and goes into the bathroom to wet a washcloth. Climbing carefully onto the bed, he gently wipes Zach’s face.
“Huh? Shaun? You’re not supposed to be here.”
“Ssh, go back to sleep.” He folds the cloth over and wipes the back of Zach’s neck.
“Feels good.”
“Good. Get some sleep.” He gets up to rinse out the cloth, stopping when Zach reaches out for his hand.
“Stay with me.”
Smiling, Shaun curls up behind Zach, cradling him gently. “Alright, but only forever.”
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Date: 2008-11-29 07:42 pm (UTC)