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I'll Be There For You	By : Linz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rolling Stones Views: 2318 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the Rolling Stones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: I’ll Be There For You
Author: LuckyLinz03
Pairing: Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don’t own Mick Jagger, Keith Richards or any other of the Rolling Stones, and if you think I do call for help ASAP. Also the title comes from a Bon Jovi song.
Summary: Keith takes care of his front man.
Authors note: Ok I have no idea where this came from and it was written in a half hour. I’ve never read a Rolling Stones fic, so let me know what you think!
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The concert had just finished and Charlie, Ronnie, Keith and Mick were walking back to the dressing room. Mick was beside Keith and Keith dare not steal a glance because he knew Mick would get mad. He knew Mick could barely walk. Once back in the dressing room they all collapsed in chairs and on the couch. Mick was in an armed chair with a towel over his head and Keith was in a similar position on the couch drinking a bottle of water. This used to be the time they would all be getting their second high snorting cocaine but not anymore.

They were sitting five minutes when one of the rodies came in and said the car was ready. Charlie, Ronnie and Keith got up quickly to start the move back to the hotel. Suddenly Keith realized Mick was not beside them. He turned and saw Mick hadn’t moved an inch. He walked back over to Mick and lifted him up from a chair like one would a small child. One arm was under Mick’s knees and the other was supporting Mick’s back. Mick’s arms were around Keith’s neck and his head rested on Keith’s shoulder. The towel still remained covering his head.

Mick began to mumble something and Keith whispered to him, “It’s all right I got ya.”

Once in the car Keith sat down and Mick was in his lap in the same position the Keith had carried him to the car in. If Mick squirmed at all Keith just rubbed his back reassuringly and Mick quickly calmed.

In a short amount of time the car pulled up to the back entrance to the hotel and Keith carried Mick in the same way that he had carried him to the car. Charlie was opening doors for him. Charlie followed them to Mick suite and Keith told him where Mick kept the key in his back pocket and Charlie opened the door for them. Once inside Charlie gave Keith a pat on the shoulder bidding the two goodnight.

Once the two were alone Keith placed Mick on the bed and then removed Mick’s shoes. He didn’t know how much longer he could stand to watch Mick do this to himself. The shows were so draining for Mick more times than not this is how he and Mick ended up after them. He knew Mick gave it his all out there, but how much longer could a sixty something year old man keeps running around like he is in his twenties. It broke Keith every time to see Mick like this, but what else could he do. They couldn’t stop performing they just didn’t have it in them for that.

Mick had taken care of Keith so many times in the past this was the least Keith could do in return. Keith sat on the edge of the bed rubbing Mick’s stomach and removed the towel from his head. When Mick gave a moan of protest Keith assured him, “Hey, shhhh, it’s only us, we’re in your room.” Then Mick slowly opened his eyes and clamed down. Keith rubbed Mick’s belly in a soothing motion. He stood and Mick’s hand quickly came to stop him from going any where but no words were spoken by the Rolling Stones front man.

“I’m just gonna go get a bath started for you.” Mick let go of his wrist and Keith went to do what he said.

When he returned to the bed Mick hadn’t moved. He knew Mick was in bad shape but didn’t have the heart to say anything about it, because he knew it would lead to an argument and neither had enough energy right now for that.

Keith once again sat down on the edge of the bed. He went to unzip Mick’s pants. “Can you lift up for me,” Keith asked in a small, soothing tone. Mick barely lifted his hips off the bed in order for Keith to take his pants off. It wasn’t even sexual anymore. After all this time Keith just looked at it as taking care of his man. The sex was still great and there was plenty of it, usually on off days or before concerts however, but there was nothing sexual about the task he was performing now. Their relationship was so much more than sex.

Once Mick’s pants were off since there was no under wear (something Keith was not surprised about since he was right there when Mick got dressed and did not put any on) he when to take Mick’s shirt off in the same gentle manner. Then he once again picked Mick up and walked him into the bathroom then laid him down in the bathtub filled with water just the temperature Mick liked.

Mick let the water engulf and soothe his old worn out body. Then and only then did Mick open his eyes to find Keith in the same clothes that he had preformed in all night squatting next to the bath tub staring at him. “Thank you,” Mick uttered softly looking at his lover of he can’t remember how many years. Feels like forever.

Keith reached out a hand and brushed Mick’s hair away from his fore head, “Not necessary.”

Keith reached for the bottle of shampoo and began to wash Mick’s hair without protest. “You don’t have to do this,” Mick said with barely any volume to his voice due to pure exhaustion.

“You’ve been there for me more times than either of us can remember, and you’re right I don’t have to, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.” There were countless times that Mick had dragged Keith out of a bar, or hotel room when he couldn’t walk, didn’t know his name, where he was, or that he was even alive. He always came for Keith and took care of him. He got Keith through the withdrawals and would do it again in a flash. He was so proud that Keith was finally clean and healthy after all there years. Well as healthy as Keith Richards could ever be.

“Roles sure have reversed, huh” Mick said.

“Yeah they have. I don’t mind though.”

After Keith finished washing Mick’s hair and body he left Mick to soak in the tub for a few minutes while he walked back into the room for a smoke. He got Mick’s pajama pants out of his suitcase and laid them on the bed, then turned the comforter down.

He went back to the bathroom after his smoke and got Mick out, brought him to bed, put his pajama pants on and tucked him in. Mick looked at Keith wide eyed when Keith didn’t get in the bed with him. Keith leaned down and kissed Mick on the forehead. “I’m just gonna take a shower, don’t worry I’ll be right back.”

Mick seemed satisfied with that response and snuggled closer into the mattress. Keith opened the adjoining door to his room which he never seemed to use unless he and Mick had a fight, and before morning they usually ended up in the same bed together anyway. He got his own pajama pants out of his suitcase then returned to Mick’s room for his own shower.

Once out of the shower and in bed Mick snuggled right into his side with his head on Keith’s chest. Keith’s arms went around him and stroked his back. “I love you,” Mick muttered.

“I know I love you too,” Keith replied, then kissed the top of Mick’s head.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Mick said.

“Well we haven’t been without each other since we were four years old, and I don’t intend to start thinking about it now,” Keith said matter of factly.

Mick gave a half snort half chuckle into Keith’s chest and snuggled closer if it was possible. Mick’s breathing evened out and Keith knew he was asleep. He didn’t know how much longer Mick could go on like this but he didn’t know how to stop Mick. All he did know was that he would always be there to take care of his Mick. The two fell asleep like that. It wasn’t the first time their day had ended like that and it surely wouldn’t be that last time either.
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