In quarantine

Not feeling to good

*Zac*
"Is something wrong Zac ?" Sherry looks at me as I am pushing my food around on the plate. "You are not really eating anything".

"My appetite is not that big today.. I am worried about LZ". He had sent a text that he wasn't hungry and wouldn't be joining us for dinner.

Pilar reaches out to squeeze my thigh softly. "You are a bit pale.. are you feeling okay ?"

"Honestly I feel a bit.. blah.. and.. my throat hurts when I swallow.. kinda fucks with my appetite". I admit reluctantly.

She instantly put a hand on my forehead. "You are a bit warm too babes.. Maybe I should tug you in with a cup of hot green tea and a lot of water..".

I honestly like the sound of that. "Are you gonna snuggle up with me and watch something on Netflix ?"

"I am sure we can figure out something like that". She is smiling softly at me, making my heart flutter. I honestly love how she can always make me feel like a teenager in love with something as simple as a smile.

"Good .. very good.. I like that". I tell her, feeling the smile spread on my face.

She eats the last mouthful from her plate and get up from her chair. "Sherry the food was wonderful as always.. come on novio.. let's get you snuggled into bed".

We tell everyone else goodnight and she takes my hand, pulling me with her to my bedroom, where we both change into our sleep wear.. me in boxers.. her in those cute little panties she wears and nothing else.. I am never complaining about that.

"Come here darling.. I am feeling so sick and the only thing that can save me is a big cuddle". I lift the duvet and grin at her.

She shakes her head, but her smile and the twinkle in her eyes tell me she loves it. "You are so bad.. un sinvergüenza".

"I have no idea what you just called me.. but I also don't care as long as you get that sweet little el culo over here". I hold out my arms, giving her my best puppy eyes.

"I called you scoundrel.. cause that's what you are". She walks slowly over to the bed and slips into my arms.

I pull her into me.. closing my eyes for a moment. "Well I can't object can I.. and well this..". I squeeze her ass softly. "Is both little and sweet so".

"The way I eat here with Sherry and Nick's amazing food it's gonna be .. inmenso in no time". She sighs and snuggles into me.

"I highly doubt it.. with all the work outs we get". I chuckle and squeeze her behind again. "And if it did.. hmm more for me to squeeze".

She rolls her eyes. "Oh you really are a bastard sometimes.. and by the way.. those.. workouts are all your fault".

"Ahh I seem to remember it differently.. like you being unable to keep those adventures little hands of me". I chuckle as she slaps me softly on the chest.

I don't really know what happens, it feels like the slap, even if it's not really hard, makes me swallow some spit and get it down wrong and I start coughing.. and when I first start I can't stop again.

"Zac.. are you okay.. babe please.. breathe". Pilar looks so worried that I start to feel all bad about the attack.

I manage to get it under control and give her a weak smile. "No worries darling.. just .. Got spit down the wrong throat".

"The wrong throat ? I am not following.. you only have one". She is now looking both confused and worried.

"I know.. it's just.. like a saying.. You know when you kinda choke on your spit.. I'm okay". I send her a smile trying to convince myself too.

She looks at me. "Are you sure ?"

"Yeah I am totally sure.. don't worry about me.. I am stronger than I look". I flex my muscles to convince her.

"Just .. tell me if you start feeling sick.. okay ?" She looks at me, pleading.

I nod and pull her into my side. "I promise".

*LZ*
It's getting worse.. all of it actually.. the pain of Emilia's rejection.. but seriously what did I expect ? That she would root up her life and leave Matt for me.. I am not the type of guy women run away with.

That's half the reason I decided not to come for dinner tonight.. it is getting harder and harder to sit there and watch them together.. the other half is the fact that I am not feeling good.. I have started coughing and it kinda feels like something heavy is weighing down on my chest when I breathe.

Of course I have a very clear idea what is wrong.. given the situation of the world and the information provided that the hillbilly gang had turned out to be infected with corona.. so probably better if I keep a bit of distance, even if we had agreed that there was no real reason for isolation as we had all been close together before we found out.

I kinda needed a break from.. having shown Emilia and Matt's relationship down my throat.. to be honest.. they are not bad.. it is clear to see that she especially is holding back.. but it still hurts seeing them together.

Making my way back to my room I feel slightly dizzy and out of breath.. there is a fever coming on.. I better go to bed and hope I can ride this out without too many complications.. but to be honest with all my allergies and stuff I worry I could get hit hard.

My head has also started to hurt a bit.. so I take a couple of painkillers with a bottle of water before changing out of my clothes and slipping into the bed.

I roll up on my side, kinda hugging my legs.. please let me be wrong, let it be some normal virus.. or at least let me get through it easily.. I don't really need more pain and suffering right now.