Kiyoomi and Atsumu become more and more connected by the day. Well, actually fall in love harder. Because they already had strong ties.
It had rained the previous night and while Atsumu was spending time together, and Atsumu couldn't help but dance in the rain. No matter how hard Kiyoomi said, "You're going to be sick", he couldn't make him listen, worse, he pulled him by the arm and they danced together. Not to mention that he jumped on his lap and they kissed for hours, you should've guess it already.
Even if he coughs like his lungs are going to burst, he has no regrets. He would do it again. The increase in coughing wakes Kiyoomi from his sleep.
"I fucking told you, didn't I?"
"Shut up and take care of me."
"Why would I?"
"Cause you love me."
"And?"
"You love me so hard and don't want me to di- to see me suffering. You're desperately *cough* in love with me and I'm so cute right now."
"You're an idiot. A fucking idiot. You dumbass."
Kiyoomi angrily gets out of bed and goes to the kitchen. He is angry because what Atsumu said is word for word true. He leaves the room as fast as he can to hide his flushed cheeks and make tea.
"I love you too!" Atsumu shouts from the room.
He brews linden with honey and lemon that will relieve his cough immediately. He remembered the menthol balm that Atsumu applied to him, which is the best part.
After brewing the tea, he enters the room and finds Atsumu half-awake. He puts the tea down on the nightstand and sits next to him. He gently wakes him up by stroking his hair, then his cheek. Atsumu mutters, never wanting to wake up. He buries his cheek well into Kiyoom's palm.
"You should drink this. Come on."
"I told you."
"Told me what?"
"If I'd get sick you'd take care of me."
"I'm doing this because I don't want to get sick because of you."
"You're such a bad liar Omi."
"Fine. I fell for you harder than you thought and seeing you suffering desperately breaks my heart into pieces. You're my precious baby and I have to protect you at all cost. I'll take care of you like babies and you'll be better soon. Happy?"
Atsumu covers his red face with his hands. But he dug his own well. Kiyoomi gets in the way as he tries to bury his face in the pillow. He takes his face in his hands and strokes his cheeks with his thumbs.
"You're cute."
"You're brutal."
"You wanted it."
"I didn't expect you to be this honest."
"Are you ready for the menthol bath?"
"You pervert I'm suffering here and all you think about is groping me."
"Then your intention was that when I was sick? You just gave yourself away."
"Anyways I'm gonna enjoy too."
"Drink. Now."
Kiyoomi gives him the slightly cooled tea and starts looking for the menthol ointment. He's sure it's in one of his drawers and eventually finds it. While he's drinking tea, he sits next to him and strokes his hair. Atsumu is always attention-hungry, but at times like these he demands extra attention and is clingy. And Kiyoomi would never say no to that.
