It's not gay if you say no homo

Inhale my germs and die

The name isn't related to the thing at all I just suck at names. Also this was inspired by just how shitty I've been feeling for the past few weeks.

"You should stay away from me y'know." Wesley mumbled and scooted away from Reece.

He rolled his eyes and scooted closer. "You should stop scooting away from me, you're gonna fall off the bed."

Wesley huffed. "God, just let me suffer in peace."

"But you're warm." Reece stated and scooted up to his chest, resting his head. "Wrap your arms around me."

The taller male rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around the other. "Because I have a fever, dumbass. And you're going to get sick if you don't get away from me."

"No I won't, all my life I've never been sick." Wesley muttered a quiet 'whatever' and Reece could feel his chest rumbling. "I won't get sick." He repeated stubbornly.

"Keep telling that to yourself." Wesley pulled an arm away to grab a tissue. He sneezed and threw it in the garbage next to the bed. "Oh my god. I feel like shit." He stated and sniffled, his voice was very nasally and raspy.

"I'm sorry. I wish I could make you feel better." Reece curled his fingers in his shirt and sighed. He really did wish he could help him, he tried to take care of him as best as he could.

"It's fine." He sniffled again. "You should seriously focus on yourself though, I don't want you getting sick."

"I'll take a shower, I'm fine don't worry. I just wanna keep you company."

"I don't want your company." Wesley whined.

"Whatever, just go to sleep or something." The taller male shifted slightly, turning on his side and re-wrapping his arms around his roommate. "Love you." Reece mumbled and pressed his cheek against his warm chest.

"Love you too." He replied and sighed, his eyes closing. Reece raised his head and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before resting on his chest again. Wesley would've told him that he was going to get sick again, but he had kissed him and told him that so many times already that he just gave up. "Still don't get how you can kiss me when I'm like this. I wouldn't kiss you."

"'Cuz I love you. I wouldn't stay away from you just because you're sick."

He huffed. "I know this is supposed to be romantic or whatever and this is the part where I'd say that I'd kiss you and cuddle you if you were sick too- but I wouldn't. I wouldn't wanna get sick, it's gross to be sick." Wesley mumbled.

"How romantic. I love you too Wesley."

Wesley hummed, Reece could feel the vibrations from his chest. He exhaled quietly and closed his eyes wrapping his arms around him, his hands snaking under his shirt. Wesley was really hot- literally. Yeah, he was hot as in appearances he's known that since they first met- that wasn't the point. Temperature wise, his skin felt like it was on fire. He had a really bad fever and cold, Reece felt sorry for him. His nose was all stuffy and Reece could tell he was having some trouble breathing. A few hours ago he was complaining about how horrible he felt. He stated how he felt dizzy and he felt like he was suffocating. Reece really wished he could just take the pain away from Wesley and make him feel better. He had been taking care of him for the past couple of days and Wesley was glad, yet constantly worried that he'd get sick. Reece would always reply with "I can't get sick" or "the only sick I am is lovesick" either one, Wesley still wanted to punch him.

"Your hands are warm." Wesley stated quietly, a small sniffle coming from him.

"Sorry? Should I take them out?" Reece apologized and began to pull out his hands.

"No no, it's fine. I feel really cold and it's just nice to have something warm." He replied.

"Mm, okay." He moved his hands back, rubbing his sides gently. "Just try to get some sleep, okay? I'll make you something to eat if you wake up, just rest for now." He pressed his lips against his.

Wesley kissed him back, humming slightly. "I'll try, thank you."

Wesley had trouble sleeping when he was sick. He tossed and turned a lot- which was normal because he was usually as stiff as a board. Seeing that Wesley had fallen asleep, he smiled slightly. "Sleep well." He kissed his cheek lightly and he stirred slightly in his sleep.

Reece listened to Wesley's incoherent sleep babbling, which was another odd thing because he never sleep talked either. Reece was the one who toss and turned and talked in his sleep. Being sick really made Wesley act different. He muttered a few words and then tightened his grip around Reece. Reece was sweating slightly since Wesley was so warm, and the entire atmosphere of the room felt sick, but he didn't really mind. He just wanted to be with Wesley. He didn't really know how bad Wesley felt, he has never really been sick like him. He's had a few colds but nothing as severe as this looked.

Reece pulled himself closer to Wesley and sighed, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep, if Wesley woke up he'd make him something to eat, if he'd even eat it. Last time he tried to feed him he kept refusing to eat and poured the food all over Reece. Maybe he'd just settle for cuddling with Wesley instead of trying to feed him. He sighed and slowly dozed off in his arms.

-

Reece ended up waking up around two hours later. Wesley was tossing and turning and tugging at Reece. He was mumbling something incoherent and and Reece tried to lift himself up. Wesley tugged him back down. "Don't leave-"

Reece realized he was having a nightmare, his face was dusted with red and there were tears at the edge on his eyes. Reece scooted closer to Wesley's face and ran a hand through his hair. "Hey dude- wake up, it's just a nightmare." He tried to calm down his roommate, it wasn't the first time he had a nightmare. He pressed his lips against his lightly and stroked his cheek lightly, Wesley seemed to calm down a bit. "It's just a dream don't worry, I'm still here I won't leave you," Reece murmured against his lips and pushed away the hair covering his face.

Wesley sniffled, after a minute or two he pulled himself away from Reece. He shakily exhaled and opened his eyes. "Sorry for waking you up..." he said quietly.

Reece kissed his forehead. "It's okay, you'll feel better in a couple days or so. Don't worry." He wiped away the tears dribbling down his cheeks.

Wesley sighed. "It doesn't feel like I'll get better any time soon."

"You will, don't worry." He yawned. "What was your dream about?"

Wesley sighed, wiping his eyes. "It was dumb." He mumbled and grabbed a tissue to blow his nose. "I don't remember half of it but we got into a fight or something." He sighed. "You said you were gonna leave."

"You're right," Reece said and fumbled with a strand of Wesley's hair. "That is dumb, I wouldn't leave you. You know that right? You're okay?"

Wesley nodded and wiped his eyes. "Yeah, I'm okay. Don't worry." He kissed his lips lightly.

Reece smiled and kissed him back. "Love you." He said quietly.

"Love you too," he replied and pulled away to sneeze into the crook of his arm.

"Charming, I'm gonna go get you your medicine now." The shorter male stretched and began to get off the bed.

He pouted and tugged him back down. "Can't you just lie down with me for a little bit longer?"

"I'm gonna be back in a minute or two, it's not like it's gonna take long," Reece replied with an eyeroll. Wesley pouted and pleaded, he sighed. "Jeez you're just like a kid." He muttered. "Fine. I'll lie down with you for a few more minutes."

Wesley smiled. "Yay," Reece lied back down next to the other, resting his head on his chest.

Reece shut his eyes. "I hope you feel better soon."

"I hope you don't get sick.

"Me too."