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harpiewritingTitle: Under the Weather Blues
Fandom: Wizards of Waverly Place
Pairings: Alex/Justin
Rating: PG?
Warnings/Spoilers: Incest.
Summary: Alex's sick...
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
10_fics prompt Under. Still haven't been approved for the claim... I'm probably going to be finished before I am, lmao. Anyway I love writing Jalex...
[ ...Table... ]
Alex blankly stared at the ceiling of her room and let out a sigh of anger. She just had to have gotten a fever this week. She knew she was supposed to be sleeping – her mother forced her to as well as the medicine and the fever itself but she didn’t want to go to sleep. She had planned for tonight for ages – a week – and she ended up ruining her plans by getting sick. She cursed the day Max had sprayed ice cold water on her just as she came in from the cold rain outside. Alex was already planning her revenge on her younger brother.
Justin opened the door to Alex’s room with a bowl of soup in one hand. Alex let out a small smile as she realized who it was.
“Hey,” Alex said, her voice cracking, as Justin set the bowl of soup on her night table. He silently helped her in a sitting position before grabbing the bowl again and began feeding her soup. Alex pouted, “I’m just sick, I’m not a baby anymore, you know.”
Justin smile turned into a grin, “I know that Alex… but I don’t want you to spill this hot soup all over you. How is it?”
“Mmm…” Alex answered her mouth full of soup. She closed her eyes as she felt the hot soup go down her throat. Her throat was killing her and the hotness of the soup really felt good against it.
“Any better?” Justin asked and Alex sadly shook her head before taking another spoonful of soup. “Alex, don’t feel bad – we can go and do something when you feel better.”
“I know, but tonight was supposed to be our night together – just you and me. It was going to be great,” Alex stated wistfully. Justin smiled softly.
“It’ll be just us when you’re better too, and it’ll be just as great. I’ll make sure of that.” Justin promised, causing a small smile to appear on his sister’s face.
“Maybe, but that night won’t be our one year anniversary,” Alex stated.
“Maybe not, but what’s stopping us from having alone time now? I know dad won’t be anywhere around you while your sick and Max is scarce since he knows you’ll be looking for revenge and Mom visiting grandma.” Justin stated, “I can go rent us a movie or two if you want?”
Alex grinned at him, “That’ll be great Justin, but I think I’d rather you just be here with me?”
“Fine with me,” Justin said with his own grin. He handed her another spoonful of soup before it was finished and set it on top of her night table again. He took off his shoes and socks and got in under the covers with Alex quickly wrapping her arms around him leaning her head against his chest. Justin knew he would probably get sick after this, but he couldn’t leave her alone while she was alone and sick. He wrapped his own arms around her and sighed in contentment.
THE END.
Fandom: Wizards of Waverly Place
Pairings: Alex/Justin
Rating: PG?
Warnings/Spoilers: Incest.
Summary: Alex's sick...
Notes: Written for
10_fics prompt Under. Still haven't been approved for the claim... I'm probably going to be finished before I am, lmao. Anyway I love writing Jalex... [ ...Table... ]
Alex blankly stared at the ceiling of her room and let out a sigh of anger. She just had to have gotten a fever this week. She knew she was supposed to be sleeping – her mother forced her to as well as the medicine and the fever itself but she didn’t want to go to sleep. She had planned for tonight for ages – a week – and she ended up ruining her plans by getting sick. She cursed the day Max had sprayed ice cold water on her just as she came in from the cold rain outside. Alex was already planning her revenge on her younger brother.
Justin opened the door to Alex’s room with a bowl of soup in one hand. Alex let out a small smile as she realized who it was.
“Hey,” Alex said, her voice cracking, as Justin set the bowl of soup on her night table. He silently helped her in a sitting position before grabbing the bowl again and began feeding her soup. Alex pouted, “I’m just sick, I’m not a baby anymore, you know.”
Justin smile turned into a grin, “I know that Alex… but I don’t want you to spill this hot soup all over you. How is it?”
“Mmm…” Alex answered her mouth full of soup. She closed her eyes as she felt the hot soup go down her throat. Her throat was killing her and the hotness of the soup really felt good against it.
“Any better?” Justin asked and Alex sadly shook her head before taking another spoonful of soup. “Alex, don’t feel bad – we can go and do something when you feel better.”
“I know, but tonight was supposed to be our night together – just you and me. It was going to be great,” Alex stated wistfully. Justin smiled softly.
“It’ll be just us when you’re better too, and it’ll be just as great. I’ll make sure of that.” Justin promised, causing a small smile to appear on his sister’s face.
“Maybe, but that night won’t be our one year anniversary,” Alex stated.
“Maybe not, but what’s stopping us from having alone time now? I know dad won’t be anywhere around you while your sick and Max is scarce since he knows you’ll be looking for revenge and Mom visiting grandma.” Justin stated, “I can go rent us a movie or two if you want?”
Alex grinned at him, “That’ll be great Justin, but I think I’d rather you just be here with me?”
“Fine with me,” Justin said with his own grin. He handed her another spoonful of soup before it was finished and set it on top of her night table again. He took off his shoes and socks and got in under the covers with Alex quickly wrapping her arms around him leaning her head against his chest. Justin knew he would probably get sick after this, but he couldn’t leave her alone while she was alone and sick. He wrapped his own arms around her and sighed in contentment.
THE END.
