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Minding His Manners
By : AEMorgan
Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte
Views: 1717 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Good Charlotte. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Tony groaned and rolled over; pulling the pillow over his head as he tried to ignore both the fact that the room was too bright and that someone was shaking him. He muttered something unintelligible under his breath and slid further down the bed, dragging the duvet over his head.
"Tony, I know you're awake. Now, get out of bed" He sighed as the Tony-shaped lump on the bed shifted slightly. "And that means now!" Joel raised an eyebrow as a corner of the duvet lifted and Tony peeked out at him. Sighing loudly, Joel reached out and grabbed the duvet, pulling it from the bed and dropping it to the floor.” Tony…” There was a warning tone in Joel’s voice; one that Tony paid attention to, uncurling and sitting up.
“I’m awake,” he yawned, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He stretched as he stood, whimpering as the room span and he pitched forward into Joel. “Gonna be sick,” he moaned as his stomach churned, bile rising in the back of his throat.
Swearing under his breath, Joel wrapped his arms around Tony’s shoulders, quickly steering him across the room and into the en-suite bathroom. Moaning, Tony dropped to his knees in front of the toilet, clutching the seat so hard his knuckles started turning white as he was sick. Pulling a face, Joel turned away and crossed the room to the sink. He ran a glass of water and knelt down next to Tony. He placed the glass on the floor and rubbed Tony’s back gently, soothing him as best he could.
Groaning, Tony rocked back on his heels, leaning into Joel’s touch. He smiled softly when Joel handed him the glass. “Thanks,” he whispered, swilling his mouth out and spitting into the toilet before taking a deep drink. “I feel like shit,” he told Joel, shifting position to sit with his back against the cupboard, head resting in his hands.
“I wonder why?” Joel replied sarcastically, leaning back against the wall and watching Tony carefully.
Tony glanced up at Joel, his lower lip sticking out in a slight pout. “Don’t I get any sympathy at all?”
Joel snorted. “You were over an hour late home and drunk to the point where you’ve made yourself ill. You were rude and disrespectful… do I need to continue?”
Shaking his head, Tony sucked his lower lip back in his mouth. “No, Sir,” he replied quietly, dropping his eyes to the floor. “Am… Am I still going to be punished?”
“Yes Tony, you are. But….” he broke off as Tony heaved again and leaned over the toilet, wincing as he was sick. He moved to sit next to him, brushing his hair from his forehead. “Better”?
Tony nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Thanks.”
Joel picked the glass up from the floor, rinsed it and filled it with water again before giving it to Tony. “I’m not going to punish you while you’re ill, Tony, however self-inflicted it maybe. You’ve just prolonged it. You can stay in your room until you’ve recovered from your hangover. Understood?”
Tony took a long sip of water and nodded. “Yes, sir,” he agreed with a sigh, watching as Joel turned and walked through the bathroom and out of the bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind him.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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