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After that, Scara fell asleep almost immediately, and Kazuha stayed to clean up the mess around them. It started with the clothes he'd thrown off the guy in the hallway of their house and ended with a used condom, which was ironic as hell.
But what really got him was the way his sleeping boyfriend was breathing heavily. The redness on his face and body wouldn't go away, and his temperature was suspicious.
For all their relationship and living together, Scara had never been sick, so this was a bit of a surprise.
Usually, after sex, Kazuha would run a warm bath and they would lie together in a pile of foam and silence. Sometimes they would light scented candles and have a few drinks if it wasn't too late.
But this time, he just wet a small towel and started to wipe his boyfriend's body. He ran it along the curve of his body, the sweat gathering, the torso on which his flaccid cock lay and the remnants of his sperm dripping to the side.
It wasn't long and it wasn't difficult, so in a few minutes the body was clean, but unfortunately still hot.
Kazuha knew that it was not a good idea to wrap yourself in many layers of blankets during a cold, but it would not be right to leave Scara naked. So he had to dig through someone else's laundry and find some light clothes.
The only thing left to do was to put them on the boy, which he did.
While it was easy to put on the underwear and some shorts by simply lifting someone else's hips, the T-shirt was a bit of a challenge. Especially when Scara started tossing and turning in his sleep and raking his arms under him. I had to do it with more care.
- "Get well soon, my love," — he whispered to the blond and left a weak kiss on his forehead. He hoped that he would be heard through his sleep, and if not, he wouldn't mind repeating it in the morning.
In order not to get sick himself from being around him all the time, Kazuha decided to go to sleep in the hall on the sofa. That way, the risk of getting sick would be lower, and at least he would be able to treat his boyfriend in a cheerful state.
***
Kazuha didn't sleep well all night. Probably because of some kind of excitement and responsibility for his partner, because most of the time when he wasn't lying on the couch, he went to the room to check on Scara.
The latter, in turn, was constantly changing positions and trying to cover himself with a blanket or hugging her tightly. Eventually, I had to throw the blanket off the bed and look at the trembling brunette with a little regret.
From time to time, Kazuha would also rub his lover's body, as it was quite useful for lowering the temperature.
In the morning, he would be able to tidy up his boyfriend more comfortably and thoroughly.
***
Since he was still awake at dawn and couldn't fall asleep, Kazuha decided to start his morning as usual.
He didn't like coffee, so he drank different kinds of tea, and for breakfast he ate ordinary eggs with different additives, but sometimes he cooked them differently.
In the morning, Scara drank strong black tea or coffee without sugar because he liked the bitterness on his tongue. But today he needs a light breakfast and plain warm water. And lots of it.
So when the small portion of oatmeal was ready, Kazuha went to the room where his partner was still sleeping.
With a sad sigh, he had to start gently waking him up.
***
- "If you don't go to bed right now, I promise I'll call Miss Nahida," — the blond began menacingly and watched as his dark eyebrows furrowed more.
Scara insisted that he felt great and wanted to continue their plans for the day. But the red spots on his face were burning with fire, his breathing was rapid and he was visibly gulping air through his mouth, and his body was seized with fever.
- Please, get well first." — Scara did not want to admit his illness, so he just silently walked towards their bed where he finally lay down and started to cover himself with a blanket, but was quickly stopped.
- What's wrong?" — His frustration was still present in his words, but Kazuha knew he didn't mean to be rude on purpose.
- You'd better not cover yourself, it's not recommended for colds. And you need to drink plenty of water." — They just looked at each other for a moment, and finally the boy threw off the blanket and reached for the glass in the hands of his blond boyfriend.
- Tomorrow, we won't waste time with me just lying in bed and sleeping all day alone." — With these quiet and fierce words, Scara turned to the other side and made himself comfortable for sleep, and Kazuha was pleased with his actions.
***
Later in the day, he helped his loved one take a warm shower. Mostly, he was there to be a safety net, so that the guy wouldn't fall or something worse because of his bad condition.
- Do you think I'm that messy?" - Scara's bad mood was still present, and if it continued, Kazuha would have to think about how to appease the little, mischievous kitten.
- You will be if you don't let me help you heal," — he said, but nothing came in response.
The blond sighed and, not shying away from the other man's nakedness, came closer. "No offence." One of his arms wrapped around the boy's waist, and the other rested on his shoulder. He didn't mind the fact that his clothes would be wet after the shower and he'd have to change them to avoid getting sick. - If you follow my advice, you'll be healthy tomorrow." — His lips touched the other shoulder, leaving the moisture of the water running down their bodies. - Now let's go dry you off.
***
Kazuha spent most of the time carrying warm water and trying to dilute his boyfriend's bad mood. He changed from angry to sad.
He understood that Scara didn't like to stay at home all the time and even on a day off he liked to walk around the city in the evening with him, but it wasn't a good idea to spend the illness on his feet, both for him and for others.
So, in order to cheer them up, the blond offered to read aloud any book on their shelf. At least they would be together, and Kazuha was no longer worried about getting sick.
So, right now, he was slowly reading some fantasy, in a quiet voice and occasionally ruffling the dark strands of hair on the top of his head in a calming gesture.
Later, when the blond man didn't hear a response to his comment, he noticed that the boy had finally fallen asleep, and his breathing looked more balanced than before.
***
In the evening, when they moved into the kitchen, Kazuha opened the bedroom windows to ventilate the room from bacteria and got ready to cook dinner.
He decided to make himself a simple pasta and cheese dish, and Scara reminded him of his loss of appetite and asked for a smaller portion of milk oatmeal.
This was a bit unusual, because usually only Kazuha ate milk oatmeal, mostly as a dessert or snack with some fruit or berries. But of course, he didn't refuse it.
They talked about their plans for tomorrow and Scar was finally able to accept his poor health, so they decided to stay home until the evening and spend some time walking.
Was it sad that the two days of their weekend were going to be like this?
No, it wasn't. Because even if it was, he liked taking care of his boyfriend, and it's also worth noting that they spend these days together anyway. together anyway.
Later, Kazuha will prepare a weak, green tea, which Scara will drink mainly because he is tired of drinking ordinary water.
Before helping his lover to sleep again, he will not forget about a quick shower, where he will also participate and make joking comments to each other.