Fics like Sick of This Head of Mine

He slams down onto his knees, the sound reverberating throughout the small space. His kneecaps throb; but he doesn’t have much time to focus on the feeling before he’s gripping the toilet seat tightly and emptying the contents of his stomach into the bowl. There’s not much in him, but that doesn’t stop the waves of nausea from rolling through his stomach and up his throat. He doesn’t know how long he’s dry heaving; but all he knows is that the upright position he’s in is making his head throb. Which is making his vision swim. Which is making his stomach roll. It’s a neverending cycle and Dennis can’t be bothered to care about the presumably horrible sounds he’s making as he dry heaves for what feels like the hundredth time, tears now streaming down his face and turning the collar of his shirt damp. ~ or, Dennis has a migraine, and does his best not to bother his loving boyfriends. And fails.

Fics like Sick of This Head of Mine

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