Hit and run: Ever after

Sick

A few days later, lance stayed in bed, he didn't jump up and bother Keith like he always does.
Keith woke up confused when he saw Lance still sleeping.
"Hey, lance."

"No. Sleep."

"But it's already 9 in the morning, you have work."

"I know." He buried his face in the pillow.

"Then get up, and let's go eat."

"No hungry, no work." He groans.

"Are you okay? Do you need to call off?"

"Ugh. I'm going to."
Lance called and told hunk he wouldn't make it to work, then went back to bed.
"Are you still sore?" Keith sat on the end of the bed.

"No, I just want sleep." He reached out with grabby hands, his way of asking for cuddles. Keith chuckled and lays down too.
They nap for a few hours until lance jumps out of his sleep and runs to the bathroom.
Reaching the toilet just in time to puke into it.
Keith comes in moments later, "Lance, are you okay?"

"No." He pukes again.

"I'm going to call a doctor." Keith went to get his phone while lance continues to puke.
When Keith comes back a few minutes later, lance seemed to be done.
"I'm dead." Lance groans, throat aching.

"I made an appointment for you. Let's get dressed."

"Okay."
He managed to drink some water and brush his teeth, feeling a little better once the taste of vomit wasn't in his mouth.
They climb into Keith's car and head to the doctors.
"I hate doctors."

"We need to see what's wrong with you."

"I probably ate something bad." He holds his stomach.

"Even so, a doctor should check you out. When was the last time you had a physical?"

"Um.."

"Exactly, lance you need to take better care of yourself. I'm not being a good husband by being ignorant to your health." He frowns, lance reached over and caressed his cheek.
"You're a wonderful husband, the best husband ever."

"Thank you. You're the cutest husband ever."
They make it to the doctors office, not many people where in there so the wait wasn't long.
Lance sat on the table, the paper crinkling under him.
"So, Mr. Kogane, what are you in here for?"

"I woke up puking."

"Any hot flashes or mood swings?"

"No."

"Your rampant sex drive last week." Keith smirks.

"Hey, don't say that." He blushed.

"He has a right to know."

"Hmm. Lance, you're the omega correct?"

"Yes."

"I want to run a few tests, pee in this cup and then we'll take some blood too."

"I hate needles." He pouts and takes the cup, going to the bathroom.

"Mr. Kogane." He looks to Keith, "do you think your husband could be.."

"It's possible."
Lance comes back in the room a few minutes later and sits on the table.
"Okay, flex your arm." He finds the vain and cleans the area. Lance looks away, Keith holds his other hand to soothe him.
"Relax your hand." Said the doctor.

When lance looks at the doctor he was already done.
"That wasn't too bad."

"It never is, you just get nervous and freak yourself out." Keith chuckled.

"Shush. So doc, when will we know the results?"

"I'll call you in a couple days and go from there."

"Okie dokie."

They get back home, lance lazed on the couch while Keith did some paperwork.
Kosmo joins lance on the couch, nuzzling in his lap.
"Such a big fluff ball you turned into." He pets the husky.
"So cute, who's the cutest? Who's the cutest puppy ever? You are, kosmo is." He speaks in a high pitched silly voice. "Yes kosmo is the best boy, yes you are."

"Who are you talking to?" Keith walks in.

"Kosmo."

"You're silly."

"Well you were busy." Lance sticks his tongue out.

"Be careful, I'll bite that tongue."

"Don't you dare." He playfully sticks it out again and Keith leans down and snaps his teeth just inches from his face, making lance flinch back.
"Stop it."

"Don't stick your tongue out at me." He smirks.

"Blah blah, I'm hungry."

"Finally, you haven't had anything yet." Keith leads the way into the kitchen, lance hops on the counter of the island while Keith goes into the fridge and pulls out meat patties.
"Yay burgers. Burger time burger time."

"You're silly." Keith laughs.

"But you love me."

"I do."

They enjoyed their meal in the living room with a movie; Deadpool.
"I love this movie, it's so funny." Lance laughs as Deadpool throws a hood cap at Francis, hitting him in the head.
"You could probably quote it from how much you've seen it."

"Of course." He giggles, "I'm a teenage girl, I'd rather be anywhere but here. I'm all about long sullen silence followed by mean and then more silence. So what's it's gonna be, long sullen silence or mean comment, go on." Lance quotes along with Deadpool.
Keith laughs as lance continues to mimic Deadpool's laugh and quotes more.

Lance was full on preforming at this point, until it got to deadpool cutting off his hand to get away from Crome dome.
The sight of the disembodied hand had lance puking in an instant.
"Babe." Keith gets up quickly and carried him to the bathroom, putting him in front of the toilet and rubbing his back.
"It's okay, let it out."

Lance lets out everything he just ate, head buried in the toilet.
After a few minutes he stops and slumps on the floor.
"Let's take your clothes off, and take a shower." Keith helps him out of his clothes and walks him to the tub.
Lance stands under the warm water, letting it beat on his back.
"I'll be right back, I have to clean up the living room."

Lance sits down, feeling dizzy and changed the shower to a bath, letting the water fill up.
Keith comes in moments later with new clothes for lance.
"You're taking a bath now?"

"Mhm."

"Can I join?"

"Please." His voice was weak. Keith joins him and massaged his back.
"Are feeling better?"

"No, what's wrong with me?"

"Hopefully just a stomach bug. The doctor will let us know."

"This doesn't feel like a stomach bug."

"I'm sorry, is there anything I can do?"

"I don't know. But I want to go to bed now."

"Okay."
The water is drained and they slowly get out and dry off, get dressed and go to bed.
"I hope I'm better in the morning."

"Me too princess."