6: Overworking

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Tw: Language, overworking, sickness.

Etho was preoccupied. His assessments were due in three days, and he still had so much to do. He sat at his desk, steadily typing away at his laptop. He been working for nearly 10 hours now, only getting up to use the bathroom. His ears pricked up when he heard Tango enter the room and heard him sigh softly when he saw Etho in the same position as before.

Tango made his way over to Etho's desk, hugging him from behind, his spiky blonde hair tickling Etho's neck. "Etho, he said softly, you need to take a break". Etho just sighed softly and continued to type. Tango knew how stressed Etho was with all the assessments, but he needed to take a break. 

Tango sighed lightly, letting go off Etho and moving away. Etho sneezed lightly, groaning quietly. He had a slight cold, but he needed to finish the assessment. He conjured a cold breeze to rustle through the room and cool him down. Two hours later the assessment was finished and Etho finally got up. He felt lightheaded and tired, not to mention his throat hurt and his head was hot as fuck.

He walked over to his bed before flopping down with a tired groan. Tango walked into the room, sparks flying out of his hair and a hot breeze ruffling his clothes. "Are you done ignoring me now"? Etho just groaned tiredly, to exhausted and ill to say anything. "Etho, we're literally dating each other, Tango snapped, if you don't want to fucking talk to me at least tell me why"!!! Tango sounded like he was on the verge of tears.

Etho reached out a hand to Tango who took it gently. He pulled Tango into the bedsheets, wriggling around so he was on top of Tango. He coughed lightly as he lay there snuggling into Tango's warm body. He felt Tango's warm hand rest on his forehead, heard him gasp as he pulled his hand back. "Etho, babe, I'm gonna get you some medicine". Etho nodded slightly and half collapsed into the blankets.

Tango headed into the kitchen, flicking on the kettle and pulling a packet of Advil out of the cupboard. Tango knew Etho was going to be tired after, but he never expected him to get sick. Tango hoped he was okay; he had felt extremely hot when Tango touched his forehead. Tango knew people got sick from overworking themselves, but he never expected it to happen to Etho.

Meanwhile, Etho was lying on the bed drenched in sweat. He had tried to cool down, but nothing seemed to work. He had eventually opted for lying on the bed with no shirt on. He heard Tango giggle quietly when he walked into the room again. It had been two weeks since they kissed in the gym and Etho was ever so grateful that Tango wanted to be his boyfriend.

Etho blearily looked up at Tango, who was standing there with a cup of tea and pack of Advil. "Hey Tangy", Etho murmured feverishly. He heard Tango sigh then felt a pair of arms pick him up. Etho was too tired to complain, so when he opened his eyes and saw Tango turning the shower on, he didn't say anything. However, he did murmur and blush when he saw Tango removing his shirt.

"Hey Etho, Tango murmured, were just going to have a shower so you can cool off". Etho nodded, before wincing in pain as a headache hit. He felt Tango lift him up off the tiles on the bathroom. Etho wrapped his legs around Tango's waist and snuggled into the crook of his neck. 

Tango ruffled his sick boyfriend's hair and giggled when Etho blearily looked up at him. He stepped into the shower, the water falling onto his skin and sizzling when it hit. Etho's hair quickly became drenched as he and Tango sat down on the floor of the shower.

Tango grinned down at the drowsy silvernette, his fluffy hair flopping down into his eyes. Etho was still hot, but it wasn't as bad as before. The tired silvernette  swirled some of the water around his hand, eventually turning it into snow that he dumped all over his head. 

Tango giggled as the snow dripped out of Etho's hair, sliding down into the drain. Tango kissed Etho gently on the forehead before reaching out and turning the tap off. He picked up the wolf hybrid, giggling as water dripped off his ears and tail, before wrapping a towel around him and putting him down on the tiles.

Etho murmured tiredly, clinging onto Tango when he picked him up again, and half falling asleep in his arms. Tango brought him out to the beds and put him down on one. He giggled when he saw Etho open his eyes blearily and reach out a hand to Tango. Tango accepted and snuggled into the blankets with Etho next to him.

Tango reached out and wrapped a hand around Etho's waist, pulling him close so they were in a spoon position. " Next time, Tango whispered, don't ignore me and then overwork yourself so you get sick". Etho just grinned up at the demon/blaze hybrid before snuggling back into his side. 

Tango looked down at the smaller male, his fluffy ears and hair sprawled messily on the bed as his gazed up at him with his heterochromatic eyes slightly glazed over from fever. Tango leaned down and kissed him softly, feeling Etho's fever hot lips against his. Etho kissed him once more before slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Have a nice fluffy chapter before we get all the angst next chapter. Have an amazing day and check out my other book. Love you all (platonically). Also, I'm adopting all of you. You are now my children. Mwahahaha. Love Jessica

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