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In the Snow/Fever (Kellic)

waitwhatinthebutt asked: number 46 and 2 please

2. in the snow; 46. fever

“And this is why you shouldn’t go out in the snow with insufficient clothing.”

That’s what my mother says to me as I’m lying in bed, feeling like shit. Yesterday, I did exactly what she says I did, and now I’m sick. Joy. Even worse is the fact that today is Sunday. Of course I couldn’t get sick on a school day. Oh, no. That’s just too much to ask for.

My parents are super religious, though, which means that they want to go to church this morning, but they don’t want to leave their son alone while he’s not feeling well. I come up with the perfect solution.

“I’ll call Vic.”

My parents don’t know that we’re dating, but they do know that we’re good friends. Mom is reluctant at first, but I insist that he’ll be fine. Mostly, I just want to see him.

After my family leaves, I call him. “Kellin,” he says, “what’s up?”

“I’m sick and my parents are at church,” I inform him, after sneezing. “I need to be taken care of.”

“Are you serious?”

“Did you hear me—” I sneeze again— “sneezing? I’m completely serious. Get your ass over here.”

He snorts. “Even when you’re sick, you’re a demanding little fuck.”

“Especially when I’m sick, I’m a demanding little fuck.”

About ten minutes later, Vic shows up at my house, letting himself in with the spare key under the mat. “Okay, your slave is here,” he announces when he steps into my room.

“Fantastic. I’m hungry.”

As demanding as I’m being, I actually do feel sick, so when Vic comes back up with chicken noodle soup, I can’t help but feel extremely grateful.

“Thanks,” I say, automatically trying to lean forward to give him a quick kiss.

He backs away. “Whoa there, partner. You’re sick. I’m not getting your germs.” He sticks his tongue out at me.

I snort. “Fine, fine. Air kiss.” I kiss the air.

Vic smiles at me. “Air kiss,” he repeats. Then he kisses it back.