"Fuck."
Kiyoomi curses under his breath because of his nonstop coughing. He's freezing and has no idea how he became this sick.
He was going to make himself tea, but he has no strength left. Not to mention trying to find out where his ringing phone is. Finally he sees it is on the counter. The caller is of course Atsumu.
"Hello? *cough*"
"Omi you sound really bad. Are you sick?"
"Yes."
"I'm coming to yours." And the call ends.
Kiyoomi decides to take a shower. He had given his spare keys to Atsumu before. Now his only hope is that he's not being stupid and doesn't come without them.
Atsumu opens the outer door and enters. Luckily he came with the keys. "Omi, where are you?" He leaves the bags in his hands in the kitchen and boils water to make tea. He calls out to Kiyoomi no more because he hears the sound of water from the bathroom.
He brews linden for Kiyoomi and adds some honey. After squeezing a little lemon, he takes it to his room with a tray. He remembered the method he and Osamu had always tried with each other, which he knew was good for coughs, and he brought menthol ointment with him. Takes it to the room. Before long, the bathroom door opens and Kiyoomi enters the room in all his glory, with a towel around his waist.
"You came"
"I called but you didn't hear."
"I am cold."
Atsumu turns around for Kiyoomi to dress comfortably.
"Don't wear any top."
"Isn't it suspicious now?"
"I thought I was the one with the dirty mind, Omi. Or are you hoping something will happen?"
"Shut up."
Atsumu chuckled. "Come here. Sit down and have your tea. I'll dry your hair."
Kiyoomi does as he is told and reaches for the mug on his nightstand, takes a sip. "Thanks."
Atsumu just smiles and starts drying his hair.
"I'm cold."
"Almost done."
"Why did you tell me not to wear anything?"
Atsumu shows the ointment. "Samu and I always did this when we were sick. It cures the cough immediately. You'll be fine, Omi."
Atsumu gets enough of the ointment on his hand. He gets behind Kiyoomi sitting on the edge of the bed and starts to rub it on his back. Kiyoomi begins to relax a little, thanks to the hands on his upper back.
"Poor omi. I'll be honest, you're so cute like that."
Kiyoomi just keeps quiet because he doesn't know what to answer. He doesn't even have any energy.
"Turn back to me."
Kiyoomi is surprised but immediately does as he is told. He looks into Atsumu's eyes. Atsumu takes a little more of the ointment this time. Then he starts to rub it on his chest. Kiyoomi has mixed feelings. The man he's in love with runs his hands over his body. Although he is freezing, in a sense it is burning like fire. And he is well aware that it is not merely the effect of the ointment's menthol.
Atsumu finishes applying the ointment. Kiyoomi's sadness is clearly visible. He was also a little angry because the indescribable feelings he had had disappeared. Atsumu takes off his sweatshirt and hands it to Kiyoomi to wear.
"Wear this. It'll be warmer than the ones in the closet. I'll borrow one yours."
Kiyoomi barely taking his eyes off the gorgeous presence in front of him, looks at the baby blue sweatshirt in his hands that Atsumu looks so cute in. He puts it on and because it smells like Atsumu, he closes his eyes and inhales the scent of the sweater he holds by his collar.
Meanwhile, Atsumu is trying to decide what to wear in front of the closet. Kiyoomi watches him silently and admiringly as he drinks his tea, not at all bothered by the fact that he is half-naked.
"You can stay like that way if you want."
"It sounds like the disease has made you a little perverted, isn't it?"
"I feel drunk. I hope I don't regret what I said tomorrow, but you look great right now."
Kiyoomi notices Atsumu's cheeks turning red. "You shouldn't say something like that so casually." Mutters to himself.
He takes the black sweatshirt and puts it on. He approaches Kiyoomi and gently pushes him towards the pillow so that he lies down. "You should rest."
Atsumu sits on the edge of the bed and starts stroking Kiyoomi's hair.
"This color suits you very well."
"Not as good as it suits you."
"Shhh get some sleep if you want. I'm here."
"You'll be sick. Don't come too close."
"I do not care."
"If you get sick, I won't interfere."
"You'll take care of me."
"I won't."
"You will."
"Can you lie down next to me?"
"You're so cute right now Omi I can do whatever you say."
"Lie down."
Atsumu lifts the duvet slightly and lays down next to Kiyoomi. Kiyoomi turns towards him and extends his arm under his head. He pulls Atsumu towards himself and hugs him tightly.
"So glad that I have you."
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Will he take care of him????
