...To See You Again

Matt laid out boxers and one of his t-shirts for Jeff before gathering Jeff's original cloths and sending them out to be cleaned. He was worried about his brother. Tomorrow, he'd take him to a clinic to see if he was even clean. He was gonna take care of brother, and try to make up what he missed during their childhood.

Jeff took a long, hot shower, using a whole bottle of soap (the mini ones they give you when you get the room), a bottle of shampoo and conditioner. After that, he stepped out and sighed happily. It was nice to actually feel clean. He walked out and dressed in the clothes that Matt laid out for him. They were big, but they would have to do.

Matt set Jeff's food at the table before he sat on the couch, on the phone with his managers. He hated the complicated part of football like... signing contracts with advertisers. It annoyed him, which is why he was always so stressed and wanted to bang his head against the table.

Jeff sat at the table and ate the food. The chicken wasn't as good as his mom's or even his, but it was still the best he had had in years. It was nicely breaded and was juicy and moist, which was good in fried chicken. He glanced at Matt, listening to him talk though he knew he shouldn't.

Matt finished on the phone before sitting across from Jeff. "So darlin'... do yeh work by yourself or do you have a pimp I need to worry about finding yeh?" he asked quietly.

Jeff shook his head. "I'm 100% solo," he smiled slightly. "I wouldn't be able to afford anything if I had a PIMP," he added as he finished up his meal.

Matt nodded. Pimp or not, he didn't wanna think of what had happened to his brother in the past years. "Well, tomorrow I'm gonna take you to the clinic. I need to know if yer cleaner not. And... if you have something, i wanna know so I can pay for your meds. I'm not lettin' yeh go darlin'.' he said softly.

Jeff didn't say anything, just stared at his now empty plate. He had thought about that often, and he certainly hoped that he was clean.

Matt sighed and put Jeff's plate on the cart. "Why don'tcha go to bed, darlin'. You can have the bed and I'll take the couch, since I'm not sure if you wanna share a bed." He chuckled. Though he remembered holding Jeff in his bed during thunderstorms when they were real young. He smiled a bit at the memories.

Jeff hated sleeping alone, though he did it more often than not the past ten years. He looked up at Matt. "I want you to sleep with me," he said softly. It had a double meaning, but he knew Matt would take it in a brotherly way.

Matt shrugged. "Anything you want darlin'." He said softly. "You can wait in bed, I need to make a few more calls." He said, sighing as he looked through his phone.

"Okay," Jeff said and walked into the bedroom, laying down in the bed and crawling under the blankets, wrapping them around him. His body was tense, but he knew once Matt got into be, he'd fall asleep.

Matt finished on the phone, wanting nothing more than to sleep. He got up and slipped into sweat pants, no shirt, before he got into bed. He wrapped his arms instinctively around Jeff, holding him to his chest like when they were kids, slowly drifting to sleep.

When Matt wrapped his arms around him, Jeff instantly relaxed, loving how Matt made him feel. He pressed as close as he could and smiled, falling asleep instantly.

The next morning, Matt awoke with Jeff still on his chest. He smiled softly, stroking the long, multi colored hair. He knew he shouldn't think it... but Jeff was gorgeous. He kissed his forehead before getting up to shower and get dressed, having to take Jeff to the clinic.

Jeff slept peacefully through the night and even through Matt getting up and showering. He hadn't slept this good in years.

Matt came back into the bedroom and sat next to Jeff. "C'mon Jeffy, wake up darlin'." He drawled, shaking his brother awake. He hated to wake him but he needed to know if his baby bother was clean.

"Humna humna hum," Jeff mumbled, slapping Matt's hand away. It felt too good to sleep. He didn't want to wake up.

"Jeffy, it's like... 1 pm. The clinic closes in an hour. Wake up." Matt said, slapping Jeff's ass. "I'll get you a red bull just get up." He said, tossing Jeff's now clean cloths at him.

Jeff was up, undressed and redressed in minutes after he heard the words 'Red Bull.' "Well? What are we waiting for? Lets go!" he said, taking Matts hand and tugging him out of the room.

Matt chuckled and let himself be pulled. He stopped at the hotel cafe and bought Jeff a super sized red bull and handed it to him. "Now c'mon darlin'." He said, taking Jeff's hand pulling him out to his Audi R8.

Jeff smiled widely and followed Matt, taking large gulps of his energy drink. "I love you, Mattie," he sighed happily.

Matt chuckled. "I know, I'm lovable." He said woth a smirk as they drove to the clinic.

Jeff smiled and sat in his seat, drinking his energy drink. He was nervous, but Matt was there and that was all he cared about.

They arrived at the clinic, Matt taking Jeff;s hand and lead them inside. Matt told then worker Jeff needed to be tested and they led him to the back. Matt bit his lip, praying his little brother was clean.