The other side (Johan, Werner)
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darker_londonJohan awoke to a wonderful smell wafting towards him. He opened his eyes and immediately smiled to see Werner setting up a tray on the bedside table. "Mmmm, morning."
"Oh balls, go back to bed!" Werner hissed, and Johan chuckled. Werner tried to block the view of what he was doing with his body and only mostly succeeded. "You weren't supposed to wake up yet!"
"I've always been a rebel." Johan pulled himself up in bed and then he ran his fingers through his hair so he looked slightly more dignified. "Whatever you're doing smells like the best idea you have ever had in the history of amazing ideas."
It was Werner's turn to chuckle as he arranged his breakfast surprise on the tray in front of him. "Is someone hungry?"
"Someone tested someone else's endurance last night and that someone shouldn't be so surprised that yes indeed the other someone is hungry. And still feeling quite blissed out, I might add."
"Wonderful. Here." Werner turned then, and he carried the tray over to Johan. He pulled the legs out so it sat over Johan's lap like a little table. On the tray rested a perfectly cooked Viennese breakfast. Soft-boiled eggs, fried sausage, meats and cheeses and rolls. Tomato and cottage cheese. Butter and cream. And Werner's perfect coffee. No one made coffee like Werner did. "Eat up."
"You are, quite possibly, the most amazing man I have ever met." Johan beamed at his husband and he took a huge bite of sausage. "Oh, it's incredible. Come join me, I have no intention of eating this all myself!"
Werner did just that, climbing into the bed beside Johan. "I wanted to make you something nice because...I think I...I might be going soon."
Johan paused mid-chew and he rather felt like he had temporarily lost his appetite, though he had suspected this was coming. It was about time now. "I know," he admitted quietly, after he had finally chewed and swallowed.
"And it's significantly better than the last time I left, but...it's still not easy."
"No," Johan agreed. "Not easy. But yes, better." Johan put his fork down and he reached out to caress Werner's cheek. "I know I'll see you again soon, my love. We gambled and this is working."
Werner let his relief show on his face. Johan could easily have held his last acts on his Earth against him as well as what came after. Instead, Johan understood that what happened had been out of Werner's control, due to his deteriorating body. His body was no longer deteriorating. There was no reason to continue to stay away from him while he was here. "Thank you. For not hating me."
"As if I ever could." Johan's smile was simple but sincere. "You're my Werner. You're eleven wonderful years of my life and I intend for you to be eleven more and eleven more after that."
Werner looked down at his hands, unwilling to respond. Neither of them knew how much longer Johan had here, not the least of which reason being that Johan was HIV positive. He was healthy now, but that could change at any time. And his life was dangerous. He lived with wolves, he knew demons, and his family was an insane group of criminals. Werner hoped, however, that Johan's hopeful vision of his own future would come to pass. Johan would join them in the Beyond when his time was up, but Werner did not want that to be now. "As long as it is, I'll be there."
Johan leaned forward and he kissed the corner of Werner's lips before smiling widely. "I know, Werner. I was dragged down to the depths, and I have come out the other side. And here you are. My darling man."
Werner settled down at Johan's side and he stayed silent as Johan ate. He held his husband, occasionally kissing the man's shoulder, his arm, his cheek. Johan really had been dragged down to the depths. And now he was going to do all he could to make sure the man got what he deserved from here on out.
"Oh balls, go back to bed!" Werner hissed, and Johan chuckled. Werner tried to block the view of what he was doing with his body and only mostly succeeded. "You weren't supposed to wake up yet!"
"I've always been a rebel." Johan pulled himself up in bed and then he ran his fingers through his hair so he looked slightly more dignified. "Whatever you're doing smells like the best idea you have ever had in the history of amazing ideas."
It was Werner's turn to chuckle as he arranged his breakfast surprise on the tray in front of him. "Is someone hungry?"
"Someone tested someone else's endurance last night and that someone shouldn't be so surprised that yes indeed the other someone is hungry. And still feeling quite blissed out, I might add."
"Wonderful. Here." Werner turned then, and he carried the tray over to Johan. He pulled the legs out so it sat over Johan's lap like a little table. On the tray rested a perfectly cooked Viennese breakfast. Soft-boiled eggs, fried sausage, meats and cheeses and rolls. Tomato and cottage cheese. Butter and cream. And Werner's perfect coffee. No one made coffee like Werner did. "Eat up."
"You are, quite possibly, the most amazing man I have ever met." Johan beamed at his husband and he took a huge bite of sausage. "Oh, it's incredible. Come join me, I have no intention of eating this all myself!"
Werner did just that, climbing into the bed beside Johan. "I wanted to make you something nice because...I think I...I might be going soon."
Johan paused mid-chew and he rather felt like he had temporarily lost his appetite, though he had suspected this was coming. It was about time now. "I know," he admitted quietly, after he had finally chewed and swallowed.
"And it's significantly better than the last time I left, but...it's still not easy."
"No," Johan agreed. "Not easy. But yes, better." Johan put his fork down and he reached out to caress Werner's cheek. "I know I'll see you again soon, my love. We gambled and this is working."
Werner let his relief show on his face. Johan could easily have held his last acts on his Earth against him as well as what came after. Instead, Johan understood that what happened had been out of Werner's control, due to his deteriorating body. His body was no longer deteriorating. There was no reason to continue to stay away from him while he was here. "Thank you. For not hating me."
"As if I ever could." Johan's smile was simple but sincere. "You're my Werner. You're eleven wonderful years of my life and I intend for you to be eleven more and eleven more after that."
Werner looked down at his hands, unwilling to respond. Neither of them knew how much longer Johan had here, not the least of which reason being that Johan was HIV positive. He was healthy now, but that could change at any time. And his life was dangerous. He lived with wolves, he knew demons, and his family was an insane group of criminals. Werner hoped, however, that Johan's hopeful vision of his own future would come to pass. Johan would join them in the Beyond when his time was up, but Werner did not want that to be now. "As long as it is, I'll be there."
Johan leaned forward and he kissed the corner of Werner's lips before smiling widely. "I know, Werner. I was dragged down to the depths, and I have come out the other side. And here you are. My darling man."
Werner settled down at Johan's side and he stayed silent as Johan ate. He held his husband, occasionally kissing the man's shoulder, his arm, his cheek. Johan really had been dragged down to the depths. And now he was going to do all he could to make sure the man got what he deserved from here on out.
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