Undesired

Dustin sighed and looked at him.
"Im sorry Alex....I didnt mean that I thought your ears were covered."

"It's fine." Alex let out a sigh, shaking his head.
"Awww he was in a good mood too. First good one in a while. Now, I know him. He's going to say he's fine and over it but he will be quiet and pouty for the rest of the day." Rick groaned.

Dustin sighed, hugged the man tightly.
"Come Alex, he is yours, everyone knows that and plus, ill make you feel better." He lifted his shirt and showed Alex a scar on his back, a jagged line.
"He did that to me,."

"Huh?" Alex raised an eyebrow. "When? How?" He turned to Rick. "And douche, I'm fine." He stuck his tongue out

"Well I have quite a few scars from him....We had several fist fights when we were small and then when we were together, his first time, when I entered him to dug his nails into my back and cut my ass." He laughed. "It was funny, hurt like hell but his face was priceless."

Alex smiled softly but Rick groaned again.
"You, home. Take the car. I'll walk when I feel like it." He nudged Alex to the door.
"You're an asshole Mcguire... Rick, not you Chris." He smirked. Rick kicked him in the ass as he walked out the door.

"Love you guys!" Dustin called as he shut the door.
"But I love you more."

"I'm loved!" Rick exclaimed, laughing as they set off for home.
Chris smiled at Dustin.
"I love you too.."

Dustin picked up his heavily pregnant fiance, cradling to his chest.
"I think im sick..."

"Hmm, whats wrong babe?" Chris frowned and placed a hand on Dustin's forehead to see if it was warm.

Dustin fought back a smile, putting Chris down and pretended to fight off a wave of dizziness.

"Dustin McDaniels, I know my fiance and if you are fucking with me, quit it..." Chris said, traces of worry in his voice.

Dustin was fucking with him but he had a point.
He collapsed to the floor.

Chris gasped and stumbled in his haste to lift him up. His stomach had set off his balance and he tumbled down, catching his stomach on the corner of the coffee table. He cursed, not noticing that it was now bleeding as he knelt by Dustin.
"Baby, are you okay?"

Dustin saw it though, he was sitting up in a second, his hands gentle as he checked on his lover.

"ass! What were you trying to do?!" Chris exclaimed, deep frown on his face.

"Your bleeding!"
He was trying to be cute, he didnt get to do that because Chris hurt himself.

"Yeah I am! But what the fuck was wrong with you!" Chris gently nudged Dustin's hand away and wiped the blood off with a towel. He wasn't worried.

Dustin frowned, it worried him though...
He pressed his lips to the bleeding spot before falling back to the floor.

Chris frowned with a sigh. He rubbed Dustin's cheek.
"Baby..."

Dustin put an arm over his eyes, giving a fake, but real whimper.

"Dustin you're worrying me... come on..."Chris frowned.

Dustin pressed his face into Chris's plump belly.
"Be my doctor Chissy...I dont feel okay...."

"Well how.... whats wrong?" Chris frowned, pulling Dustin up and into his arms.

Dustin pressed Chris's hand to his heart.
"I-I dont think any pills can cure my ill...." He whimpered.