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|013| Boyfriend Skit - You're Such A Dork: Semishira - Part 1

*Semishira*
You're Such A Dork

Warning(s): Fluff, Teasing, Angst, Cuteness
Part 1 out of 9 of the Cutie Chronicles

Shirabu had been feeling under the weather lately, he didn't want Semi to worry so he kept it to himself. It had been 2 days since he started to feel feverish. Today is Monday, he was currently at his house trying to get ready for school.

The alarm went off, annoying Shirabu's mild headache even more. He groaned as he swiftly sat up and turned it off- annoyed he just pulled the whole cord out of the wall. He wobbly tried to get out of bed but ended u mentally cursing himself out for sitting up too quickly.

He began to feel nauseous, he stayed where he was for a few moments before the beating in his head subsided. He held onto the side of his dresser while hoisting himself up. Before walking, Shirabu picked up his phone and checked his notifications. He had a few random tweets, TikTok's that Oikawa sent, and, lastly, his good morning message from his boyfriend, Semi.

He smiled before closing his eyes tightly, the light from the phone was putting a strain on his eyesight.

After a few minutes, he hurriedly texted back.

Morning :)

He turned off his phone and continued to wobble down the stairs. His parents probably left for work so he decided to just grab a banana and head to volleyball practice. He hobbled into the kitchen and shakily grabbed a banana, he was too weak for this crap right now.

He began to feel nauseous again so he stayed where he was without moving, once more, before sliding down the counter and sitting on the floor for a few minutes.

He held onto the counter and hauled himself up. He leaned all of his weight on the counter as he slowly peeled the banana. He bit into it and chewed twice before spitting the chunk into the nearby trash can. For some odd reason, the banana tasted horrible.

His spitting out soon turned into a mini throw-up session. His stomach threw his small meal of last night's dinner up and after a few minutes of dry heaving, he was finally able to subdue himself. He took a small glance at the banana just to check whether or not it looked weird.

There was nothing wrong with it, his body just didn't want to eat it.

(A/N: Okay, I just realized this sounds like he's pregnant. Pfft- he's not pregnant, sorry it seems that way)

He just shook his head in disgust, the banana somehow reeked, and he just threw it up in his main trashcan. This day is going to suck... As he was lost in thought, his phone rang. He fished it out of his pocket to see a message from his boyfriend.

Baby: Morning Baby. I'll meet you in front of the club!

He couldn't help but smile. He had the best boyfriend in the world and no one could tell him otherwise. He still had a thought lingering in the back of his mind though: Am I actually going to be able to make it to and through school? He said screw it and decided he would, anyways Semi was there so he'd be fine.

Shirababy: Yeah. Meet you there!

He smiled at his text before turning off his phone and slipping it into his pocket.

He felt a little more level-headed now that he talked to Semi-- even if it was only for a little while.

He walked up the stairs wobbly but full of confidence. He didn't need stupid rest he already had Semi. Yeah, screw you headache. He held onto the rail as he slowly trotted up the steps.