Title: Tender Loving Care 1/?
Author: Manda
Rating: G
Pairing: Specs/Dutchy
Feedback/Archive: YES! I crave attention desperately! If you want to know how, you'll just have to read my other stories to find out.
Summary: Specs gets sick so Dutchy provides some TLC.
Disclaimer: Disney owns... blah blah blah... not mine... blah blah blah...
A/N: The rating at the top will not apply for the whole story line. It applies merely per chapter. Thank you, that is all.

Chapter 1 - In the Middle of the Night

Somebody across from Dutchy was coughing. Rather violently too, At that. Very carefully, he cracked open an eye, And--after making sure there was nothing bright or dangerous about-- he opened the other eye. "Specs?" he whispered into the nighttime quiet of the lodging house. "Youse awake ovah dere?"

He was answered by a cough and a very vague mumble. Dutchy decided to take that as a yes. "So's dat youse coughin'?"

"Yes," Specs answered in a voice that resembled feet skidding on gravel. Startled at the strange sound, Dutchy tumbled off his bunk as a string of foreign curses flew from his mouth.

"Ouch," he muttered, crawling instead into Specs' bunk. "Hi," he murmured, snuggling against him as the brown haired boy wrapped his arms around Dutchy and pulled him close, resting his head against the mop of blonde hair. Dutchy draped his arm across his boyfriend's waist and rested his head on Specs' chest.

"Hey dere, beautiful." A kiss was pressed to Dutchy's forehead, as if in apology for his lack of voice. "Why yas ovah here?"

Dutchy smiled and kissed his chest, being the only bit he could reach. "Tendah lovin' care. Ya sound likes ya need it."

"I feel bettah already." A squeeze of Specs' arm followed this.

Dutchy giggled quietly. "Good! Dontcha worry none, Doctor Dutchy is here for ya! I'll take REAL good care of yas, mistah," he paused while Specs launched into a brief coughing fit, then continued, "because I loves ya." He could just feel Specs melting against him.   

"I loves you, too."

"Now go to sleep, so youse can rest."

"Since when did you become me muddah?"

Dutchy giggled. "Aww, stop your bawling." He shifted enough to kiss him. "Good night."

"Good night."