Phil winced as he heard the harsh coughing erupting from Dan in the other room. He hated hearing his boyfriend in pain, it was almost like he could feel it himself.
After three minutes of coughing, Phil finally put down his game controller and walked into Dan's room. Usually Dan liked it when Phil knocked but Phil decided that this situation was too dire to knock.
"Phil...*cough* you didn't need to *cough, cough, sputter* come in here. I'm *cough* okay." Dan said, congested. A fist was clamped over his mouth as he coughed.
Phil sat down and rubbed Dan's back, tracing circles with his palm to soothe Dan. "Sure you are." He said and placed a kiss on Dan's forehead, noting the slight warmth to it. "How bout we have some lunch and then head out to the docto--"
"NO!" Dan interrupted Phil, his loud manner resulting in another fit of hacks thrown his way. Once the coughing abated, Dan looked up at Phil. "We are not going to the doctor."
Phil rolled his eyes. He knew Dan would be stubborn like this. "Dan, you've been coughing ever since we got home. It hasn't stopped, that calls for a doctor's trip."
"Please Phil." Dan begged, clutching to Phil's hand. "I really don't wanna. Don't make me." He buried his head in Phil's chest, shaking a little bit. Phil sighed and threaded his fingers through Dan's messy hair.
"Dan, it's not that big of a deal. It will only be an hour at most. What's wrong."
"I don't wanna," Dan said, childishly.
"C'mon baby," Phil said, lowering his body so he's reached eye level with a lying down Dan. He takes Dan's face into his hands, softly cupping his hands over his cheeks. "I hate seeing my happy boyfriend like this. We need to know if it's just a cough or something more serious."
Dan doesn't say anything, just looks away from Phil.
"Please Dan," Phil says, still holding Dan's face. "It's for you're own good."
Dan averted his eyes back to Phil and then sighs, softly. "Fine, but I'm not doing it for my own health. Only for you."
"That's my boy," Phil cheered, quietly.
***
"It's nothing serious," The doctor says. Dan was sitting on a table, Phil next to him in a chair. "Just a mild case of pneumonia. I'll prescribe you some antibiotics, your fever should go down quickly. Should be better in 2-3 weeks, just need to rest and not do anything too strenuous or you could have trouble breathing."
Dan looked over at Phil, and Phil looked back. Both had sheepish expressions on their faces. Maybe running about Regents Park looking for Pokemon wasn't their greatest idea.
The doctor didn't notice as he scribbled the prescription out on a pad then handed it to Phil.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Phil asked, wrapped his arm around Dan's hip (who promptly coughed).
"Whatever," Dan mumbled. "Can we just get home?"
"Sure. We'll stop by the pharmacy to pick your medicine up, okay?"
"Okay."
The two hopped into a cab and Dan rested his head on Phil's shoulder and he pulled out a phone and typed a quick message.
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A flood of "Aw poor dad/son" and "get well soon" and "i love you sm feel better babe" (among other messages) flooded Dan's notifications. Phil looked over and saw them.
"None of them love and want you to get better as much as me." Phil said, kissing Dan's forehead and grabbing his hand.
"Don't be jealous you *cough* spoon."
"W-what...I'm not." Phil stammered and Dan chuckled.
***
"So," Dan said after he had taken him antibiotics. "Pokemon hunting?" He went to get up from his bed but then Phil shoved him right back down.
"Yeah right," Phil said, shaking his head and rolling his eyes (but smiling at Dan at the same time).
"Aw, but it's so boring just lying around here." Dan whines, petulantly.
"Not my problem." Phil says and leaves the room.
"PHIL DON'T JUST LEAVE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ALONE TO DIE!! PHIL? WHERE ARE YOU *cough cough cough cough* GO *cough* ING??" Dan concluded that screaming wasn't the best option.
Phil came back in with his laptop, worriedly. "Hey, don't hurt yourself." he rubbed and patted Dan's back. "I was just grabbed my laptop. Death note marathon or Buffy marathon?"
He slid into the bed next to Dan. Dan grinned, glad to have Phil with him. He was so grateful for everything Phil's done for him.
