Leaning into his husband's touch, Johnny knew he wasn't going to make it through this without Daniel. And he knew that he was going to make it, Johnny wasn't going to allow anything else to be true. He wanted to be the one who could be strong, and right now it was really really hard. It was starting to get to him just a bit.
He grabbed the bucket, and threw up, grimacing. "I'm sorry, baby." He told him, he hated getting sick, and he didn't want to do it around Daniel. Even if he knew that he couldn't help it. "I'm glad it's just us for awhile. No matter how long we get." He said, and he really really meant it. He always would when it was just him and Daniel.