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Sick

Bottom Chan l o l

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"You're sick."

"No," Chan sniffled, "I'm not."

Felix only raised a brow, not convinced in the slightest as his husband laid in bed, rolled up in a blanket like a burrito, nose and cheeks red and shivering despite the room being warmer than usual.

He checked the time, sighing as he realised he was going to be late if he didn't leave in a few minutes.

So he hurried to find a thermometer, nearly screaming in joy when he found one in their bathroom and practically ran back to Chan, panting as he asked the drowsy brunette to open his mouth.

Whilst waiting for a beep, he stepped out their room and decided the best plan of action was to call someone to look after the older until he came back.

With that done, he walked back to Chan, sitting on the edge of the bed as he checked the numbers on the thermometer.

"Like I said, sick."

The brunette only grumbled.

"Chris. Baby. Sweetie. Honey. Sugarplum. I love you. But, I'm going to have to leave you with Jisung for a few hours."

His silence screamed millions.

Chan glared at him in betrayal, teary eyes unblinking and lips tugged in a frown.

Quick to soothe him, he leaned closer, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.
"Go back to sleep and I'll be back before you know it. Jisung said he'll bring you something to make you feel better so be good and make sure you take it, okay?" Felix informed, patting the older's curls down and ignoring the sweat it was coated in.

"He's going to kill me."

"Stop being dramatic you big baby," he stood, straightening out his blazer but not before giving the older another kiss. "I have to go now but I'll be back soon. Promise."

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Just as he promised, the blonde was quick with his errands and hurried home after making a quick stop at the pharmacy.

He walked into the living room only to see Jisung sprawled across their couch and drooling all over himself.

So he grabbed a pillow and smacked him awake.

"I told you to keep an eye on Chan," he hissed, trying to keep his voice down.

"Dude!" Jisung yelled after being shocked awake. "I was having the best dream!"

"Does it look like I care? I asked you to do one job-"

"Chan is sleeping, stop worrying so much."

Felix huffed, rolling his eyes in disbelief. "Yeah. Thanks I guess, you can leave now."

"Who the fuck pissed in your cereal?"

He walked away from Jisung, ignoring his offended gasp and headed to his sick husband.

Removing his blazer, he sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers through damp curls, knowing the gentle touch would be enough to wake the older who could never sleep well when he was ill.

"Hi," Chan greeted quietly as he blinked away the fog clouding his sight.

"Hi baby," Felix replied, unable to hide his grin at the cute sight. "Think you can handle something light?" he continued, patting the older's stomach over the blanket.