Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: This definitely wasn’t the way Dee wanted to share Ryo’s bed.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Fever’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Usually, Dee relished being in bed with his baby; there were few things he enjoyed better than wiling away the hours in the pursuit of their mutual pleasure. This time though, the only pleasure for either of them was in the fact they were lying down.
After all the times they’d taken care of each other when one of them was sick, this time they’d both been struck down with a bad cold, complete with fever and chills, within twenty-four hours of each other. So now here they lay, sneezing and coughing, alternating throwing the covers off and pulling them back up again.
“We’re a fine pair,” Dee croaked, blowing his nose and shoving the used tissue in the plastic bag that lay between them, next to the tissue box.
Ryo sipped hot tea, laced with honey, lemon, and a dash of whiskey, all of which sat, along with the kettle and an assortment of other necessities, on the card table in the corner of the room. It saved either of them having to trek to the kitchen too often.
“It’s not so bad,” he croaked back, smiling wanly. “At least we can keep each other company in our misery.”