Hellooooo! I know I didn't publish chapter 6 on the weekends, I took a tiny break since I had to get out of my comfort zone- (Which Is my goddamn house) I didn't have any ideas to continue so I had to portray Alfred getting a fever- But oh well, serves me right.
Third person AU:
Morning rolled around, and Kiku was peacefully asleep on Alfred's bed until Alfred suddenly woke him up with a cough. Kiku slowly opened his eyes and sat up with a soft yawn, He looked over to see Alfred leaning against the headboard... His eyes were half-lidded, Skin pale. Kiku's face turned from tired to worry as he glanced at Alfred, "Are you okay???..." He murmured in concern. "Does it look like I'm okay, Kiku...?" Alfred spoke up, his voice hoarse and sounded like as if he was out of breath.
Kiku's worry grew more as he listened to Alfred's voice, His hand reaching up to touch his forehead to try and measure his temperature. He pulled his hand back and spoke up, "You're pretty hot... Did you get a fever..?" He grabbed a glass of water he placed on the nightstand last night (Just in case Kiku was thirsty) and handed it to the sick American.
"Thanks.." Alfred muttered, smiling softly at Kiku before taking the glass of water from Kiku's hand and bringing it to his mouth to take a sip.
Kiku nodded and pushed the blanket from his body, "I'll cook breakfast for you-" the Japanese spoke up but was cut off by Alfred's pout.
"Don't go.." were the two words that came out of the American's mouth. Kiku shook his head and replied with a huff, "I'll be back, Al.."
A- "Nuh uh...!"
K- "Alfred.. seriously, it won't take long..."
A- "You ain't going anywhere, dude."
K- "...Yeah I'm still going."
Kiku stood up and walked away, leaving Alfred alone in his room.
A few minutes later, Kiku walked back into the room with a breakfast tray. Alfred heard footsteps and looked up to see the Japanese walking up to the bed with his breakfast, he coughed and thanked Kiku quietly.
"Woah, you didn't have to... Thanks, Kiku.." Alfred smiled.
Kiku nodded softly and sat on the edge of the bed, setting down the tray on Alfred's lap with a soft thud. "You're welcome, Alfred." He spoke.
Alfred looked at the tray, chicken soup with a plate of sushi maybe? "Woah, is this sushi?" He asked Kiku, holding up what seemed to be a triangular rice wrapped in seaweed. "Nope, it's called an onigiri." the Japanese shook his head, Alfred hummed at the answer and took the spoon, taking a bit of the soup before putting it into his mouth to get a glimpse of what it tasted like... Delicious, yum yum. He grabbed the onigiri again and took a bite, tasting the salty seaweed and flavorful feeling on the tip of his tongue.
"mmmm, damn this shit's good." He swallowed the food, coughing slightly.
K- "I'll grab some medicine for you to drink unless you don't have it."
A- "Oh- *CUTELY COUGHS* I got those coughing syrup medicine thingies- Just look for those in the kitchen cupboards.."
K- "Alright, no problem."
Kiku got up from the bed and walked away, leaving Alfred alone in his room... AGAIN.
TIMESKIP TO THE NIGHT
Alfred was lying on the bed with a wet cloth on his head, coughing again. whilst Kiku was sitting beside him, reading a book he bought. Alfred turned his head to look at the Japanese before breaking the silence, "Hey... Can I hug ya..?" He murmured, coughing again. Kiku's eyes widened at the question, coughing all so suddenly. "W-what?!" He choked out, looking at Alfred
"I'm cold, dude..!" He pouted, tugging at the hem of Kiku's Kimono and pulling it softly.
K- "Nuh uh!"
A- "Yuh uh!"
K- "NUH-UH!"
A- "YUH-UH!"
K- "IF I HUG YOU WILL YOU SHUT UP??"
A- "YES!!!"
without waiting one second, Kiku immediately pulled Alfred into his arms, blushing heavily as he did so. Alfred leaned into Kiku's body, wrapping his arms around the Japanese.
"Mmmm... Warm.." The American murmured softly, tightening his grip around Kiku. "Yeah yeah shut up..." He sighed, patting Alfred's back softly and puts his hand on Alfred's forehead once more, "You're still hot, let me get your meds real qui-" he added but was cut off by Alfred's whining.
"Noooo..." Alfred shook his head, not wanting to let go of Kiku even for a slight millisecond.
K- "But that's the only way you'll get better??"
A- "Nahh I'd lose.."
K- "If you don't want to let go of me, then I won't hug you anymore."
A- "What?! That's not happening!"
K- "It won't if you let go."
A- "....Fine...!"
Alfred huffed and reluctantly let go of Kiku, sitting up and crossing his arms above his chest with a pout on his face. Kiku smiled and stood up to his feet, walking up to Alfred's desk and grabbed the American's meds. "Quick....!!!" Alfred impatiently spoke up, "Okay okay.." Kiku turned around and walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge and opening the med pack.
"Yay.." He hugged Kiku again with a content sigh, he blushed slightly and pulled out a pill from the pack and held the glass of water. "Drink this." Kiku demanded softly, handing out the pills that was on his left hand to Alfred, which he grabbed the medicine and took it into his mouth.
"Better?" The Japanese asked, handing out the glass of water for Alfred to drink. "Yeah, thanks..." Alfred nodded, grasping the glass of water and gulped it until all the pills were swallowed. Kiku hesitantly opened his arms, inviting the American into a hug. "Come on, you had your meds.." Alfred's eyes sparkled and immediately hugged Kiku once more, "You're the best, dude.." He mumbled, nuzzling his head into Kiku's neck slightly.
K- "Hey hey what are you doing??"
A- "Hugging you, duh?"
K- "Don't you think this is a bit... Weird-?"
A- "I'm sick, get over it dude."
K- "Fine."
~TO BE CONTINUED~
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Roomieess! // AmeriPan
FanfictionHelloo! this is my first time writing a fanfic so don't judge me if it's bad- basically: Kiku Honda is a japanese man who looks forward to being roommates with an american named Alfred F Jones but what he doesn't know is that he will fall for alfre...