Big Sister Fujioka

Sick Day!

Slow burn is being super slow! I used to hate it when the author teased with the ship, but now I understand why they do, it's so much fun to write unintentional flirting! Besides, both Jin and Kyoya are a little hesitant when it comes to the idea of dating and relationships. We've got a Tsundere and a Demisexual who like each other here. This is gonna take some time...

She knew the thermometer didn't lie, and neither did the mirror, but Jin couldn't deny the fact she felt like dirt. Old, gritty, spat-upon dirt. Her whole body ached from the moment her eyes opened this morning, and she felt exhausted despite having a full 9 hours of sleep. Even her cracked wrist felt worse than usual. Haru, of course, could tell immediately that her onēchan didn't feel so hot. She watched in concern as Jin slowly packed her bento box away into her bag, eyelids fluttering sleepily.

"Nēchan, maybe you should stay home if you're not feeling good."

"No. I'm not going to make everyone worry about me when I'm not actually sick. I'll be fine."

"But maybe the reason you feel so bad is because you're getting sick-"

"I'm going."

"Nēchan, I really, really-"

"How much longer are we going to argue this?"

"Until you agree to stay home."

"So... never?"

"Not if you stay home."

"I'm heading out to the train station now. You're welcome to join me."

"You're being really stupid and stubborn this morning, Nēchan. More so than usual."

"Right back at you, Haru. Let's go."

The rest of the day was sure to be a struggle, and it was. Even the train ride to the school felt like torture. The screeching wheels making Jin's head throb and the compartment felt so overheated she felt like she was drowning. Arriving at Ouran was no better. The school hallways were too loud, and she could barely keep her eyes open during the lessons.

By the last hour of the day, she felt so run down and exhausted she didn't even fight when her eyelids gravitated towards each other. Propping her right arm on her desk, she set her chin down in the palm of her hand and shut her eyes. She'd rest them for five or so minutes, then zone back in on the lesson. She wouldn't miss much, right? Besides... Tamaki or Kyoya... would wake her up... when they realized...

"Jin?"

The brunette jerked herself out of her nap, elbow slipping off her desk in the process and sending her chin into the wood. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes at the sharp pain and how completely unfair the situation was. She'd just recently broke her wrist, felt like her entire body had been crushed by a steamroller, and now this? Maybe she should've stayed home today.

"Ow..."

"Ah! Jin, are you alright?"

A too-warm hand cupped Jin's cheek and she quickly shied away. Mumbling unintelligibly, she shoved at Tamaki's chest, "Wha? What do you want?"

"...Class is over, Jin. Um... were you asleep?"

"Just resting my eyes."

There was a moment of silence before a cooler hand reached out to touch her chin. She stayed still this time, partly because if she pushed Kyoya away he'd know something was up, and also because the cold felt nice. Long, thin fingers traced what was sure to become a bruise later on before slowly inching their way up to her cheek.