{MiniZerk(Star) -- Feverish} (Smut + Fluff)

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The sound of the water blasting out of the shower head sounded like a cannon to Simon. He stared into the quickly-fogging mirror and sniffled, turning to rid himself of the remainder of his clothing. As the rough material slid over his tired body, Simon cringed. He had woken up with a fever, head throbbing with a migraine, his body sensitized by weakness a hundred times over.

He stepped into the shower, and immediately keeled over, gasping as the hot water assaulted his back. It was the kind of sick that made everything feel more intense, and Simon quickly turned to set the water to a lower heat. He sighed, relaxing. The water was instantly dispelling his aches, and he was loathe to start the effort of washing himself.

"Simon?" Josh's voice called from outside the door and Simon gruffly responded with a wheezed "yeah?" He heard the noises of the door opening and then closing again, and, after a couple minutes of silence, the shower curtain was lightly drawn back. Simon attempted to look around at his boyfriend, but before he could, a pair of arms slipped around his waist, drawing him close. Simon let out a gasping moan at the surprising coolness, and the arms froze. Josh confusedly rested his head on the younger's shoulder.

"Simon..." He trailed off, curious at the unusually strong reaction. Simon cut him off by leaning his head back against Josh's collarbone, resting his own hands on top of Josh's arms, which were still wrapped around his waist. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling weakly.

"Are you sick?" Josh asked, eyes widening. He moved to untangle himself from his boyfriend to find medicine, or make soup, or something, but Simon tightened his grip on Josh's arms with a low groan at the movement.

"Josh." Simon spoke in nothing more than a whisper, his voice jagged and sore. "Josh I love you."

With no prompting he turned and pressed his lips to his boyfriend's, curling his fingers into Josh's wet hair. Josh raised an eyebrow in confusion but didn't resist. He pressed his hands against Simon's sides, just below his ribcage, and Simon let out a strangled moan, breaking the kiss to lay his head against Josh's chest, panting heavily. Josh smiled genuinely and kissed the top of Simon's head. He gently moved his left hand, sliding it up Simon's stomach, to where it extended possessively over the younger's chest. Simon gasped, spluttering around the droplets of water that were gliding down his face.

"Please Josh," He shakily murmured, and the older laughed lowly. Simon pressed closer to Josh's chest, wanting to feel the rumbling chuckle, and the older smiled, skating his right hand down Simon's side to his thigh, where he squeezed slightly, resulting in a pained cry from the younger. Josh quickly removed his hand, alarmed, and placed it under Simon's chin, drawing his head upwards.

"Just- "Simon refused to meet Josh's eyes as he whispered. "Keep going."

Josh sighed and pressed his lips against Simon's, both arms descending to brush the younger's lower back. Simon arched against the touch, and it was Josh's turn to moan as their lengths pressed together. Simon's eyes widened, and even burying his face in Josh's shoulder couldn't stifle his loud shout. Laying a chaste kiss on his boyfriend's wet hair, Josh snaked his hands between them, wrapping around Simon's member and easily drawing a moan from him.

Josh lifted his hands to delicately guide Simon's wrists so he was resting his palms against the cold tiles of the wall. Simon shivered, and froze when he felt Josh sink to his knees in front of him. The older drew his fingers against Simon's stomach and chest, and edged lower, his beard nuzzling against Simon's quivering body.

Simon couldn't help but shake, and leaned closer to the wall, so his forearms were braced against it, and his forehead against the pleasantly cool tile. Then, all at once Josh had engulfed him in heat, and Simon arched his head back and screamed, droplets of water flying from his hair as locks of it fell across his forehead.

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