{PewDieCry/Snund} It's time (Collab with Dragoncie)

Chapter 20

Hey guys! Dragoncie here. Multishipper is away this weekend, so I am nice enough to hack into her account and update for you guys! (She knows I'm doing this, no worries :3) We're sorry for any grammar/spelling errors you might find. We hope you guys enjoy! -Dragoncie

-Ryan's P.O.V-

"F-Felix." I coughed while pulling on the blanket. I heard him reply with a small hum.

"I don't feel-" I interrupted my own sentence by sneezing, a big glob of slime coming out by doing so.

"Gross." I murmured, my hands now covering my face. I felt the bed lift, and Felix walked out of the room. I sighed as I tried to get more comfortable, failing to do so when a sharp pain shot through my throat. I whimpered softly as Felix came back. He handed me a tissue, making me blow my nose as he turned on the light.

"Please don't tell me that you're going to get sick." He said while sitting next to me on the bed.

"I'm afraid I am." I whispered. The soreness was beginning to take over my whole body, forcing me to lay down on my back.

"It's only four AM. Do you think you can sleep again?" Felix asked me while rubbing my hand.

"I guess so." I said closing my eyes again. I felt Felix press a hand to my forehead and I groaned.

"You've got a pretty bad fever." Felix said, rubbing his thumb over my forehead. "Wait here." Felix went to get some iced packaging and water soon after, handing it to me. I wanted to open my mouth to say 'thank you', but Felix shushed me, saying that I shouldn't talk when it wasn't needed. I was sick a lot, but most of the time it only lasted a day. Last time I was sick was about three months ago. Heh, that was when Scott and me were still together. Thinking about it, it had already been a month since Felix and I got together, since it was Wednesday, the twelfth of July. Time went by so fast. We didn't really go to anything together, but we were with each other most of the time. Thinking about this made me smile, even though it felt like Satan was having a party in my body. I had played with the iced package in my hand until it was around five-thirty AM, at least that was what my blurry vision told me. That didn't really work either, having such a shitty vision when you already had a headache. Anyway, I slept around five-thirty AM, but soon woke up again. That repeatedly went on until I felt Felix shift next to me, followed by him standing up and walking out of the bedroom. I wanted to follow him, but me being the rotten pear that I was, I stayed in bed, dozing off again. I heard Felix shuffling around for a while, but eventually it stopped. 'He probably went to work.' I thought. I wanted to sleep again, but I felt my stomach grumble. I opened my eyes, my hands trailing the nightstand to find my glasses, but I didn't feel nor see them.

"I've got your glasses here if you want them." I heard a voice say. I yelped, pulling the covers over my head. Soon the noise was followed by me coughing.

"Hey, Ryan. It's me babe." I now recognized the voice, and pulled the blankets down. I felt weight on either side of me and he placed the glasses on my nose, making me see him clearly. His sea blue eyes stared right at me, his blonde hair falling over his left eye, and there was a small smile visible on his rosy lips.

"Are you okay? You seemed to be pretty shocked there." He chuckled as he held my hand.

"Why are you here?" I asked with a raspy voice. He was really close to me, and I could feel his hot breath tickling my now cold skin.

"I just couldn't leave you here alone. That wouldn't be the right thing to do." He repeated the same thing he said when I first heard that Scott was cheating on me, giving me a slight smile. Felix really is perfect.

"But didn't Snake or Scott-" Felix shushed me, knowing I had trouble speaking.

"I got that all settled. Don't worry about that kind of stuff." He climbed off of me and walked out of the room. I heard some pans rattling, and a few minutes later he came back, holding a tray in his hand. He set the tray on the nightstand and motioned me to move more to the right. I did as told, confusion shown on my face.

"What are you doing?" I asked the Swede. He picked up the bowl that was standing on the tray. He blew on the spoon, that was now in his right hand, slurping off the hot soup. He repeated the same process, this time holding it in front of my face.

"I can do that myself too, you know." I said after he had fed me a couple of times. He only had grinned in response, making me pout.

"Aren't you going to get sick?" I asked as he fed me again.

"Nah. I don't really feel like it. Besides, you are more important right now." 'Cheeky bastard.' Felix laughed at my facial expression, my cheeks flushing as he did so.

Soon the bowl was empty, and Felix set the bowl on the tray, picking up something else. My eyes widened at what I saw, and soon enough I was trying to get away, only to be held back by the blonde Swede sitting on my hips. He already was pouring the liquid into the small spoon that he held in his left hand. I grimaced at the sight, soon small visions of when I was younger flashed in my head.

"Can't I just take an ibuprofen?" I hissed, his weight almost killing me, to say figuratively.

"You will, but first this. Ibuprofen only numbs the pain. This helps against the illness itself." He spoke wisely. Damn him and his wise talking. I looked at the bottle and saw it was...Swedish?

"Why is it Swedish?" I asked.

"I'll answer after you take this. I promise it isn't as bad as it looks. I opened my mouth obediently, soon after tasting the bitter liquid. 'Wait... This isn't bitter at all.' I swirled the stuff in my mouth, soon tasting the sweetness it had. 'Damn. I want to keep this in my mouth forever.' I thought.

"Ryan... Why do you look like you're having an orgasm?" Felix asked while laughing. I choked on the medicine, swallowing it shortly after.

"Don't say that!" I yelled, hurting my throat in the process. Felix laughed softly, leaning in closer.

"Whoa! What are you doing! You're going to get sick-"

"Let me taste it." He whispered in my ear, cutting off my worried talking. I blushed, but quickly recovered myself.

"You're going to get si-" Felix cut me off again, kissing my lips softly, but quickly pulling away. He looked at my face, laughing.

"Y-You look like a red bean." He laughed, almost no sound came out if his mouth. I just sighed. Scott did these things too, so I was used to it, but it still was annoying.

"Now, go take your ibuprofen." He said as he handed over a glass of water and the pill. He laid down on my left, his arms under his head while he looked up at the ceiling. Felix had moved out of his apartment and had moved in with me. He didn't have much to move strangely. Only his games, his clothes, and a small box. I never saw that box before, and he wouldn't show it to me either.

"Felix, what's up with the Swedish medicine? Was that in the box?" I asked. Felix looked startled for a bit, but soon calmed down.

"Yes it was." He answered shortly, pulling a few strands of hair out of his eyes.

"What's the story behind that box? What is in the box?" I asked, now facing him.

"I don't think I am ready to tell you yet." He answered, no emotion showing.

"When are you?"

"I'll tell you when the time comes." He stood up and walked out of the room, taking the tray with him. 'What does he mean when time comes? What in the fuck is he talking about?'