Fortune Favors The Brave

Justin went quiet, being sick again a few seconds later.

Kiara opened the door, kneeling down next to him.

Justin whimpered, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

Kiara rubbed Justin's back.

"F-fine... I'm not ok..." Justin mumbled.

"You should've woke me up," said Kiara.

Justin shook his head.

"You don't have to suffer alone Justin," said Kiara. "Not anymore."

"I know...I'm just..." Justin sighed, trailing off. He turned around to face Kiara, wrapping his arms around her neck.

"Not used to it?" Kiara asked, holding Justin close.

"Yeah...that..." Justin said, burying his face against her shoulder.

"Well, we've both got things to get used to don't we," said Kiara.

Justin nodded, playing with Kiara's hair with one hand.

Kiara kissed the top of Justin's head.

Justin lifted his head, smiling at Kiara before letting her go, slowly moving to get up.

Kiara got up as well.

Justin groaned, leaning against the wall to stop himself from falling.

Kiara put an arm around him, before carefully lifting him into her arms like it was nothing. She'd lifted men twice his size at work.

"Um..." Justin said, pulling a face, looking confused.

"Relax," said Kiara. "You can hardly stand Justin, I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"But you just..." Justin said, still confused.

"Lifted you?" Kiara asked. "Yeah, I did."

"But I'm bigger than you..." Justin whined, pouting.

"I've lifted practically comatose men twice your size," said Kiara

Justin frowned, folding his arms.