09 Old Man

Dandy shot up, quickly looking around. How the hell was that horn and that man loud enough for them to hear him? Those speakers must have been pretty damn good.

He looked around, trying to think as JP headed down the hall.

"Hah? Oh! Yeah, sure thing JP!" Dandy called out and moved to his couch. Thumbing through the cushions, he grabbed the keys. Then, he raced out behind JP.

"I'll have ya know that I'll be the ones ta give him the keys," Dandy smirked as he caught up with the racer down in the lift room. He jingled them in a teasing fashion. Dandy then started to lower the lift, ready to see what he got himself into.

"Oh I know. I haven't even seen the keys for the Little Aloha-" Then Dandy jingled them in front of him and he reached out to snatch them just to mess around. But he didn't manage to get them. "You'll love the stuff he's working on."

As they came down on the lift JP saw the familiar candy cherry red paint job of Old Man Mole's ship. He couldn't wait and hopped off at the end when there was still around two or three feet left to land on his good leg. He grunted and wobbled before regaining his balance. He wanted to show this old man he was alright and had all his limbs still.

Old Man Mole's ship was stationed facing away from the Aloha 'Oe. However, there wasn't any movement to be seen anywhere besides the down whirring of the massive engines and the heat of the exhaust pipes.

When JP jumped down, Dandy instinctively tried to catch him.

"Wait- Hey! Your leg!" He watched the racer wobble and then continue moving towards the massive machine. "That thing is a ship?" Dandy blinked, following suit of JP by jumping off the lift before it lands.

Dandy trotted up behind JP, hearing the massive engines. "Okay this thing is pretty cool," He admitted, walking up to JP. Dandy rested his hands in his pockets and called out.

"Yo! Are ya the old man that JP's been tellin' me so much about?" He called out, his hand cupping his mouth. Hopefully, that man could hear him from in there. Dandy didn't have any sort of speakers to talk to him through.

"Mmhmmm like your Aloha Oe. But I've never seen it fly..." Jp wondered if it even flew. It had to right? To go to different planets? There was no way he put that thing in a bigger ship. It was too expensive.

To their left, the sound of a garage door rolling up could be heard and from there the Old Man crawled out. "JP, what's the machine I'll be lookin at?"

"My friend will show you." JP looked over his shoulder. "He has the keys anyways."

Dandy walked over to the man, sticking out his hand.

"Name's Space Dandy," he flashed a shining smile at the strange four-armed alien. "The ship I'll need ya to look at is over here. Come on," Dandy waved for the two to follow him over to his smaller red ship.

"He's got some fuel issue thing goin' on and then he's got his grill all banged up from a crash landin'. Normally the crashes aren't too bad, but now he won't even startup. I think he might be outta gas? I didn't have a chance to really check..." Dandy explained, trailing off a bit at the end as he rubbed his chin. The keys still dangled from Dandy's finger, swaying a bit.

Old Man Mole followed Dandy to the Little Aloha. Along the way, he listened to what Dandy had to say about the problems the ship had. He burst into laugher "Outta gas? I might have the fuel you need. We can give him a little juice to make sure its not that. I'll check your fuel sensor n get that grille straightened out." He glanced back at JP for a moment. "I'm surprised that kid is still alive. He's like a cockaroach that can't stay squished."

Jp had gone into the garage to have a seat and to find any beers that had been left unsupervised.

Dandy followed that glance with a little lean, trying to see if he saw JP from his spot. The comment about the cockroach made Dandy chuckle and shake his head.

"I found that cockroach walkin' two casts down a busy street," he said with a little smile as he handed the keys off to the old man. "He's pretty durable, I'll give him that for sure. I couldn't believe the wreck he had," Dandy sighed and then looked at his own ship. "It makes my wreck look like a little fender bender," he shrugged. "But eh, whaddya gonna do," Dandy looked back to the old man.

"I hope you can get 'im up and runnin' again. I can't go into space without this guy."

"Come back tomorrow." Old Man Mole stretched his arms out and rubbed his shoulders. "I'll get it up n running in no time." He took the keys and climbed up to get inside the ship. There he would look at the console for error messages of any sort. He popped the engine bay open and climbed out to examine the damage."Come by in two days..then we will see where we are at."

"Whoa, seriously!?" Dandy was all smiles when the old man told him that new. "That's great! Thanks!" He then cupped his hand to his mouth, calling out to JP.

"'Ey! Soda Pop! Did ya hear that??" He called out, letting that little nickname slip out while bubbling with excitement. "He said'll take only a couple day s ta get my baby fixed!"

"Soda pop?" The old man looked up from the engine bay. He laughed "Jp ain't got anything about him like a bottle o pop. He's like...a baked potato."

Jp stepped out with a beer in each hand. He took a swig of one and then the other. He seemed to be enjoying himself at the garage.

"The foil is his crumpled car. The skin is his jacket. N the mushy potato is him." He started messing around with some things in the engine bay and took out the fuel sensor. "Ya might need a new

one of these...."

Dandy watched JP as the old man spoke, seeing his man enjoying a couple of beers. God all of that looked good to him right now. And what didn't sound good was the fact that he was going to need to buy a new part.

"Aw man, really?" Dandy leaned in, trying to see what the old man was talking about. Well, there went the rest of the money he got from the hunt the other day. "A'right I'll have ta order it," he sighed and rested his back against his ship. "Anything else I need ta get while I'm at it? I only got so much cash on me right now ta buy parts, ya know." He then looked at the junkyard scene around him. "Or, maybe I could have QT look around here for somethin..." Dandy mumbled, starting to get a cheaper idea.

"Don't worry about the cost." He bounced the part in his hand. "Just relax. Jp said he had you covered." Mole rubbed his chin. "Is he drinkin my water? The nerve of that kid!"

Jp tossed one of his now empty bottles and went to chug the second.

"He's making a mess. Last time he was over he got crumbs all over my workshop." Mole waved at JP and gestured to the other garage on the opposite side of the ship. "I got your car in there. It looks like shit but I picked it up after the race was done!"

Without another word, JP hurried to go look at the state of his Trans AM. He just had to know.

Dandy heard the mention of the Trans AM being in the garage and felt his heart pound.

"Oh shit it's here!?" His eyes lit up as he started to sprint towards the garage. Then, Dandy spun around, calling back to the old man. "Thanks for checkin' out my ride!" He said with a big smile and then continued his race over. This man was like a child right now, so excited to see the new toy waiting in the garage.

Once he made it to the giant red machine, he stepped inside. He didn't know where to look or what to really except. But what he saw was a massive shop with the smells that took him back, way, way back. Dandy let out a whistle, waltzing and looking around the place.

Jp was standing in front of the wreckage of his car. It was twisted and mangled. Scraped and leaking fluids from its broken pipes and tunes. Jp was clearly stupefied. He had been in that when all that happened. He moved to look at the rear wheel area, the soot of the explosion was still there. He went around to look at the cabin where he had sat to see how the metal had been crushed in to hurt his left leg and arm.

Dandy was looking around when he finally found JP.

"Hey baby! I can't believe the..." When he saw his partner, they were looking at the wrecked Trans AM. Dandy was quiet as he slowly stepped towards the car. His boots clanked against the floor in the quiet garage. He stood next to JP, taking in all the damage.

"Damn..." he muttered, making his own rounds inspecting the details. This guy really was a cockroach. That crash might have knocked JP down but it demolished his ride. "That's gonna be one helluva project."

"Shit.. " it would be a miracle to fix but jp was determined and he knew a way. "Yea but the old man is up for it. I know he's cool." He rubbed the back of his neck. "It'll cost a fortune." He ran his hand over what was pretty much the last smooth surface. "But I can't let my dream go. I need this thing to race."

Mole crawled in. "Look what you did to her!" He waved his arms about, "a murder scene if I ever done seen one!" He shook his head. "I assume you want it fixed? I see that look in your eye. You know it'll cost nearly the same to fix as it does to just make a new one?"

"A new one!?" Jp's eyes nearly sparkled.

Dandy saw that there was going to be a heated discussion about the state of the Trans AM. The idea of buying a new one sounded ludicrous to Dandy too! He could only imagine how it must have felt for JP to hear those words.

"Ya can't just buy a new one, man! That Trans AM is iconic!" Dandy assumed, seeing that it had been JP's baby for who knows how long and had been in countless races. He looked over at JP, a little bit of sweat dripping from his brow. What was JP going to do if he couldn't drive this thing? Dandy had a frown as he wondered.

"Yea a new one!" The Old Man gestured at the wreck. "I may be a good mechanic but even I know when something is too far gone." He then pointed at his racer friend, "there's a lot of missing pieces and broken metal. To weld them would be a hazard for you. It just won't be the same after something like that."

"You've always fixed it! Why is this time any different!?" Jp had seen it before. The old man had always done it somehow. This was his honey they were talking about!

"Come on JP... I can take your steering wheel n seat and a few other things to put it in the new one so it still feels like your Trans Am" the Old Man was serious. He doubted the metal could take any further stress. "it'll be the same car. Even better than this one. There really better parts out there."

JP looked at the floor. He was torn between his love of his old vehicle and the new one he would be getting. He supposed this would be a way to move on from Frisbee even further by not driving a machine that the jerk had gotten made for him. Hell, he would put it on Frisbee's tab. "Fine.."

Dandy watched this discussion and started to think. This baby looked unfixable for sure. But the look. The feel.

"Now hold on," He knew what he had to say. "Let's not give up just yet."

"JP, if you get a new one, I can help you use it to rebuild your honey," Dandy explained. "Well take that one apart and put it on this one's frame. Piece by piece, we can make her."

He turned his full focus on JP.

"I know how ta build a rocket from junkyard scrap and get it into orbit. A car is a cakewalk," Dandy then moved his right arm, moving the shoulder like he was trying to pop it. His tone was serious as he spoke.

"Your baby can be rebuilt for sure, we just gotta get our hands dirty by guttin' a new one." He grinned.

"I would really like that." Jp looked to his car again and at Dandy. For some reason, he completely forgot that Dandy hadn't fixed his own ship and here he was saying he could get a junk ship into orbit. "You hear that old man!? I want my Trans Am fixed! Not a new one!"

"Your friend is helping ya too? Buncha idiots.." The Old Man sighed in apparent defeat. "Ok big shot. I'll fix this one but it'll cost ya." He closed his eyes and thought about everything he had to do. "I'll need a month to fix this wreck."

"Sweet! I can't wait!" Jp hugged Dandy. "Ya hear that!? In a month I get to show you how she rides n handles!"

As JP embraced Dandy over the news. But the alien hunter stood still at that reply. A month? OH no. No no. Not a month. Dandy walked up to the old man, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he trudged over. If it was anyone other than the old man, they might have been intimidated. Maybe. He stern with what he was about to say.

"With my help, we'll have that baby done in two weeks," he shot the old man a crooked smile, tilting his head back a bit. "I might have some issues with gettin' my own ride up 'nd runnin' at times, but cut me some slack! The Little Aloha is nothin' like a car. You got a hundred percent spacecraft on your agenda," Dandy then looked back at JP.

"And ya know, I can't help that I got a love for fast cars, soda pop."

The Old Man laughed. "Sure whatever you say. Now get outta my garage. I got work to do on that red ship n I don't need Jp making a mess in here." He moved behind the boys and started to push them out. "I'll order the parts n put them on the old tab."

"The old tab, yea. That's perfect." Jp looked up at Dandy and whispered. "I owe you one Dandy. Getting my honey back? You don't know how much this means to me."

"When I drive your honey, I don't want it ta be a new car," Dandy smirked. "When I said I wanted ta drive your Trans AM I meant your Trans AM" He moved close to JP, helping him walk out of the garage. And, of course, that arm was behind JP's lower back, cradling his waist.

"You're not driving my honey. I already told you why." Jp couldn't believe he was still insisting. "its the only thing I have...besides my other pair of clothes!" Then, when they were out of earshot Jp had to let Dandy know a bit more of his plan with the repairs. "Don't call me things in front of him...I want to use Frisbee's account to pay for this." He looked at the old man going back to Dandy's little aloha to get the bent up pieces off for reshaping. "As far as he knows, I'm still with Frisbee. He doesn't watch TV often with all his work. So he reads on his time off where he can stop and read more later."

Dandy actually felt a bit of a sting to his heart hearing that. He wasn't allowed to call him by those nicknames? Then, he heard why and gave JP the biggest goddamn smile.

"Oh. Hell yeah. Yeah, I can do that," Dandy moved his hand from JP's waist to his ass and grabbed it. "I won't go and say those kinda things around him," he moved his lips to JP's ear. "I'll just say it when we're alone~" He teased, his hot breath slightly brushing JP's skin. Dandy then smacked his ass and started running down toward the Little Aloha, laughing.

"I know you can walk, by the way! I've seen ya move without that crutch!" Dandy spun around as he shouted that to JP, shooting finger guns at the racer and then turned back around. He tripped, tumbled a bit, and then got back up to keep running.

Jp leaned into that ass grab, "You better call me those nicknames n more." He didn't expect at slap to his ass and yelped. "Oh, you're gonna get it now!" He tried to run after Dandy. "I can walk without it but I'm not supposed to!"

He had to stop. He wasn't a runner and his smoking didn't help either. He coughed and bent down to throw a rock in Dandy's general direction. "God that's not fair." Was it always this hot outside? He unzipped his jacket and slowly walked the rest of the way to the Aloha 'Oe.

Dandy did hear that rock get close to him and then turned to see JP unzipping his jacket. He jogged back to catch up with him.

"Are ya okay, baby?" He looked a little worried. "I shoulda went back and let you hit me with that rock." Dandy gave him a little smile and put his hand out for him.

He was panting but he would catch his breath, "I can't run after you on one leg silly." He tugged on the chest of his shirt to get some cooler air under it. "I want a drink of water when we get to the ship...and a back massage. You can do that right?"

Dandy heard those requests and instantly got excited.

"Absolutely," he thought about the idea of giving JP a back massage. "Yeah, I should have water and beer still. That is, if Meow has been keepin' his paws off my beer. He's pretty good at listenin' at orders," Dandy shrugged. They understood personal space, believe it or not. Don't touch my shit or else you will get hit. For sure. That was Dandy's line at one point in his friendship with Meow.

He took JP's good hand and walked over to the lift, leading him on it with ease.

Like always, up into the ship, down the hall, and then into the lobby where Dandy let JP sit at the table. He went into the kitchen, grabbing the racer whatever he wanted.

Once inside and seated, Jp laid his head down on the table to feel the cool surface on his skin. "I'm bad at runnin', man. At least the way I am right now, heh. I'll race you when I get these casts off."

He peeled his jacket off and hung it on the back of the chair he was on. "You know I've been thinking. Why am I paying for cabs when I can just get a rental? Then I can drive you around in that - or you drive me around."

Dandy grabbed a water for JP and a beer for himself from the fridge. He was listening to JP as he stepped through the kitchen door.

"To be honest, I didn't expect ya ta run after me," he raised his eyebrows at JP as he handed him the water bottle. "They got rentals here? That doesn't sound like such a bad idea!" Dandy sat down in the chair across from JP. He cracked the can of beer open, taking a couple of chugs and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Not as good as the one he had last night, but god it was a good familiar taste.

"I could drive ya around until you get those casts off," Dandy mentioned, pointing his beer at JP. "Then we switch and you be the driver the rest of the time, sound fair? Bein' grounded like this is makin' me itch ta travel again."

JP took a drink or rather a chug because he felt like he couldn't stop drinking. "I would expect them to have rentals at the very least. We can't be driving the bellhop cart everywhere you know. But I know it could be useful to have." he liked the idea of Dandy driving the rental, it meant that he would simply relax and finally have a lookout at everything he missed when driving. The people and the places around them. "Sounds fair to me."

"Where's the remote to your tv, babe? You think we're on the news yet?" He smiled, "I want to see how silly we looked on that cart."

Dandy had his beer can to his lips when JP mentioned the news. He jumped to his feet, nearly spilling his beer and ran over to the couch. Jumping down from the floor and into the seating arrangement, Dandy looked around for the remote. It looked like the lobby was cleaned up after their evening, even better than Dandy had with his shirt. It looked like QT was selectively cleaning the ship...

Once he found the remote, he turned on the TV to the news. Right now, it looked like it was a commercial break. Dandy walked back up towards JP, remote in hand and the TV muted.

"I so can't wait ta see that! Can ya believe we were in a high speed chase with a news drone? That's nuts!!" Dandy laughed, keeping a tight grip on his beer can. He walked over to JP, sitting on the tabletop in front of him. "I can't believe how much fun it's been. Days not even over and we've already broken so many laws." Dandy moved his hand across the table, acting like he wasn't paying attention and looking at the muted TV.

"Heh, I liked the thrill of it. I'd do it again with you." JP drank up the rest of his water and turned in his seat to look up at the large television. "While I was in the hospital, never did i once think that this would happen to me. You know? Meeting someone that I really enjoy spending my time with -- even if sometimes you do things that upset me."

He smiled and pressed on the plastic of the empty water bottle without much thought, "I wonder how many more laws we can break before we gotta leave."

Dandy was smiling sweetly until JP mentioned him doing things that upset him. His eyes went wide and his face dropped. But, then he saw that smile and gave him an awkward wince back. He's probably still mad about the leftovers...

Then, JP mentioned something that sounded like a challenge. Dandy swung his head around to JP, flashing a big smug grin.

"Wanna find out? I betcha QT can count how many we broke with the news footage," he said, pointing the remote over his shoulder and turning on the sound. It went to max for a second, blaring the news.

"Sweet JP and his new partner Space Dandy were seen flying down the highway--," Dandy quickly turned down the sound, trying to not blow out the speakers on the television. Once it was adjusted, he continued to watch. Meow and QT raced in from the hallway, hearing their friend's name on the TV.

"In what looked like a motorized hotel bellcart," the news anchor continued. "There were many eyewitnesses that said the two had hijacked the cart saying that they 'wanted assistance with some baggage' and ended up pushing the cart down the stairs and into the street. We had one our news drones target the couple as they plowed through Eastbound traffic," there were scenes flashing up, Dandy and JP smiling while the alien hunter was towel snapping the drone.

Jp nearly hopped out of his seat at the sudden loud booming Voice of the news anchor. "For fucks sake!" he screamed and then covered his ears. He watched Dandy dial down the volume to something more reasonable.

He hugged the back of the chair as the footage unfolded. If one thing was clear, it was that they really had enjoyed their little adventure and it looked like Dandy had first-try towel snapped the drone out of the air with the towel. It couldn't have been more perfectly cut. "Damn did you see the skill? First try!" He waved at Meow and QT, "Look!"

Meow and QT looked in shock and then looked at Dandy.

"How..." Meow squinted and then looked back at the screen. "How come you can be cool on TV but not on our hunts?"

"Ouch okay first of all--!!" Dandy raised his finger and then QT hushed him. There was a reporter talking again, standing outside the hotel.

"The hotel staff has been cleaning up the broken glass from the cart theft and are looking into getting their bellcart back. There is a reward for finding it and returning it in one piece," the reporter finished, passing off the time to another anchor.

"What, no more footage of us? That's lame," Dandy huffed, leaning his head back. QT looked towards the hallway.

"You know, we could go return that cart," QT explained. "You and JP stay here while me and Meow take it back!" The little robot looked over at JP, a little look of worry on his screen. "I don't want you to get into any more trouble, Mr. Sweet. Dandy has no limit with what chaos he can cause."

"Chaos? Is that what they're callin' fun nowadays," Dandy looked over at JP, a little smirk on his face. "Unless you got plans for that bellcart, we could just let QT and Meow take it back. Hell, we could use that money ta rent a car for the week. You need ta save your money for your car parts, baby."(edited)

Jp nearly giggled at the sight of the hotel staff cleaning up all that shattered glass. He watched QT wheel toward the hallway and say his idea, "Oh shit. That's a brilliant idea QT. Oh, and it was kind of my idea. Dandy just said we should take the stairs. I was kinda thinking about the elevator." He looked at Dandy, "Which was the best thing we could have done!"

He laughed some more, "Nah, we don't need it. I rather have the rental than a cart."

QT heard that reply about who's idea was what. He clicked the button to open the hallway door and waited for Meow to catch up.

"That scares me," QT whispered as Meow passed him by and into the hallway. "It's like... there's two Dandys..." Meow closed his eyes, getting quiet as he stood next to the lift room door.

"Lord have mercy on this planet..." Meow said silently, his hands together.

"Amen," QT agreed and they left Dandy and JP to their own thing. Dandy saw that. He saw all of that and shook his head.

"Ya know. We can do a lot more damage with a real car," Dandy mused as he tilted his head at JP. "And now that I think of it," he looks up, thinking for a moment. "I don't even think we can rent a car right now. I think we're wanted men."

"Pshh...I was already wanted in the past." JP shrugged and began to count off on his fingers, "and I got into a televised race and my face was everywhere. Hell, they let me get the hotel room." He raised an eyebrow, "I'm sure they'll let me rent a car...if not...Meow or QT can probably get one for us."

Dandy nodded, his lips puckered as he agreed with JP.

"True and I don't even know what's on my track record. There's so much shit I've done that's not even in the books," he clicked the TV screen off and flung the remote towards the couch. It missed, bouncing across the floor and skidded to a stop next to it. "Huh. But yeah I mean we could still try ta get one. If they give us trouble then we tell 'em that we've stolen a cart before, we'll steal this car next!" Dandy snickered.

"And ya know, I'm probably never comin' back here. That's what I always think when I get on a planet," he moved away from the table, stretching and kicking his feet against the ground. "So I don't really care anymore what I do. I've seen so much shit go down all around me that I just, well, don't care," Dandy turned to look at JP. "If I wanna be a saint, I'll be a saint. But right now I just wanna be a bastard, ya know? Just go and just cause hell!" He had a little smile talking about that idea. "It's even more fun with you. You make me wanna just, ya know, let loose."

JP watched as the remote skidded across the floor with a wince. "Aren't you afraid you'll break the remote by doing that?" Did Dandy always do that? How did that remote still work? "Wouldn't be the first one i steal." He grinned, "I've taken motorcycles too!"

"Yea I get you. I might be good most of the time but I like getting my kicks here n there. It's better with another person too." He touched Dandy's knee, "I don't want to stay on this planet either. I want to race on other planets and start a new part of my life."

Dandy felt that touch to his knee and the gentle tone in JP's voice. A chill went up his spine as he heard those words.

He wanted to start a new part of his life. Dandy tilted his head at JP.

"Am I part of that life, baby?" He asked in a cutesy tone. Dandy moved closer to JP's chair, sitting on the table again. He kept that hand on his knee, his hands propping him up as he lightly kicked his feet. Dandy took note of these two being alone for a bit.

QT and Meow were out getting a car. The old man wouldn't even be able to get on this ship if the boys raised the lift. Now was a better time than any for him if he wanted to do anything on the ship with just JP. Dandy made a move, leaning in and kissing JP on the cheek. Then, he whispered.

"We can take a drive later. I believe I owe you a back rub, soda pop?"

"Of course? You'd take me to space right?" JP knew Dandy was considering this a trial...but what about himself? He thought about it and realized that he didn't. He was getting in deep and sinking his heels in.

He touched his cheek where Dandy had kissed him, "Yea..my back feels like crap and the pain meds can only do so much. I think a massage would help a lot." He stood slightly and pecked Dandy on the lips with a kiss of his own. "Where do you want me?"

Dandy had a dreamy look after that little peck of a kiss.

"Let's take it to my room," he said as he stood from the table. Dandy looked at the couch across the room, thinking about last night. If they needed a place to hide, they had one. That and the mood lighting in there with the neon lights...

He moved his hand to grab JP's, practically dragging him with ideas in his had.

"Yeah, yeah we're definitely goin' into my room," Dandy grinned, shuffling his feet towards the hallway and then down the hall. Once in Dandy's room, he let JP walk in first. Then, closing and locking the door. "Go ahead and get comfortable. You can lay on the couch or the floor. Just whatever you want."

"Sounds good to me." JP let himself get pulled along to Dandy's room. He was beginning to enjoy the sight of the door if only because it meant he was out of sight. If it had been fun in the lobby then...it'd be even more fun without the risk of Meow and QT coming across them.

While Dandy closed the door, he set his crutch aside and carefully laid down on the couch. He made a face as he felt his spine settle a bit and ache. "What if I'm fucked forever, Dandy?"

Dandy was cracking his knuckles, getting ready to help JP, when he heard that sad little question. The alien hunter's mouth twisted a bit, his brow furrowed as he walked over to JP.

Then, his face softened as he sat next to JP's legs. Dandy slowly rubbed the back of the legs and then moved up slowly to JP's backside, massaging the back of his thighs.

"In what way?" He asked, moving his hands up further to JP's lower back. Dandy could have pinched that ass, but he felt that it might have not been the best timing. "You'll heal up, dude. Don't worry too much about that," he sighed. Dandy's palms slowly rubbed up JP's spine and then he moves them out to JP's sides. Those muscles were so damn tense, Dandy thought. He then started to grip and kneed the muscles, working on removing any sort of stress that was still pent up in this soda bottle. "If not, space has a waaaay better hospital. They could shoot somethin' in your back to help out with whatever all this... tension is."

JP closed his eyes when he felt Dandy first put his hands on the back of his legs. "I don't know..like my leg? My back?" He tapped his fingers a little, "It hurts...a dull ache all the time. I still worry though. It feels like forever to me. I like being able to move."

At first, Dandy's hands were soft and light on his back. He sighed, "You're right. I'll get better." Dandy's hands pressed a little harder and he grunted when he felt a bit of relief from his tense muscles and soreness, "Space sounds lovely, you know? I can't wait to go and see it from the windows of your ship with you next to me."

Dandy continued to rub as JP spoke about space. He rubbed the base of his hands into JP's skin.

"That," he rubbed a bit more, moving the tensions up to the shoulders. "Sounds really nice," he kept pausing, fighting with that stiff back. "You'll love the galaxies. They got so many colorful swirls," then Dandy gripped JP's shoulders, rubbing them.

"God, when's the last time you had a hand on your back? Your back feels like it's never been relaxed" he squeeze hard, that muscle finally relaxing. "in your entire life!"

JP groaned. He felt like Dandy was going to roll him out like dough. He felt the pressure build-up and it hurt, then all of a sudden something in his back cracked. He let out a loud sound of relief. "I don't remember? Probably never." He smiled, "You're really good at this."

"Never?" Dandy repeated. He leaned down, seeing JP's smile. "I just go with it. I got a crappy back too," Dandy shrugged as he continued to rub JP. There was a little bit of a serene silence during the massage. Then, Dandy leaned down again, but this time, it was going the back of JP's head.

"It's crazy," Dandy presses his lips to it. He slowly moved the kiss to JP's cheek. "A good lookin' guy like you. Never been touched like this," he moved his hand under JP's shirt, feeling that smooth skin. He then started to message that way, gently kneading again.

"You need some real attention," Dandy pulled his hand back. "Like, a lotta attention."

JP didn't want to give an explanation about why he hadn't been touched like this. He had already mentioned only having 1 partner before and that guy hadn't been the best or even decent. "I like attention, babe. I love having all eyes on me and hearing my name." He reached behind his back to search for Dandy's body. He found the man's leg and rested his hand there. "I'll happily take whatever attention you want to give me. Just give it to me for me. Not because I'm a racer and been on tv and such. Don't do things for Sweet JP. Do them because you like James."

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