Hi hi! I was wondering if you could do the fluffy sentence starters of â are you sick? â with iwaizumi and tsukishima (if your only doing one character you can choose) thank you! (*ÂŽË`*) I hope it wasn't too confusing
âHajime, are you sure youâre feeling alright? Youâvebeen looking a little pale after that milk tea we had with lunch.Â
âI said Iâmfine.â He huffed, looking straight ahead with cold, hard eyes. Unfortunatelyfor him, he was unable to keep up that hard façade when his stomach gave asmall gurgle of dissatisfaction. With a breathy sigh, he looked in the exactopposite direction of his lover.Â
âIwaizumi Hajime, are you sick?â He shook hishead once again.Â
â(Name), I swear to god Iâm fine.âÂ
âFine enough to go see amovie?âÂ
âOf course.â He grunted a bit and narrowed his eyes in challenge. âIcan and will do anything with you, because thereâs absolutely nothing wrongwith me.âÂ
âAlright, then I guess you wonât mind if I pick a 3 hour movie, since you feel so fine anddandy enough to sit through anything.âÂ
âYep. I can handle that no problem.âÂ
(Name) gave a frustrated sigh and proceeded to lead him to the movie theater,pretending not to notice any other signs of pain and discomfort that Hajime wasgiving off.Â
He really was too stubborn for his own good, and he wouldnât admitto being sick unless he was worn down slowly but surely. To him, sickness andinjury is equivalent to weakness.Â
Once in the movie theater, he seemed tofidget constantly, unable to get comfortable in his seat. (Name) huffed out abreath and leaned him closer, beginning to delicately run their fingertipsacross his scalp.Â
âHaji, are you alright?âÂ
âIâm⊠Iâm fine. Why do you keepasking?âÂ
âBecause I know that youâre not. You donât have to fight it, youârenot weak for feeling unwell.âÂ
He gave a sigh and hesitated before leaningcloser and nodded. âAlright⊠Yeah. Iâm not feeling all that great. My stomachreally hurts. Milk just doesnât always agree with me, so the milk tea reallyset me off.âÂ
(Name) hummed and nodded, rubbing his back with a gentle hand.âLetâs go home and rest. You need it.â
âAnd so, when you have a negative square root- (Name)are you even listening? You asked for Algebra help, so why is your head againstthe table?âÂ
(Name) could only bringthemselves to respond with a whine.Â
âWhatâs the matter with you? Are you sickor something?âÂ
They whined and pulled their head up to look at Kei. âI thinkso... I donât feel all that great. My head is pounding and I feel all stuffedup.âÂ
He grunted back lightly in acknowledgment and pressed the back of his handto their forehead. âYou are feeling kinda warm. Why didnât you tell me you werefeeling sick? You shouldâve cancelled our study session so I wouldnât have towalk all the way over here.âÂ
âPlease shut the fuck up.âÂ
Heclicked his tongue to his teeth and helped them stand up to move them to theirbed.Â
âWhere do you keep your medicine?â He asked in a lighter, more delicatetone to accommodate their headache.Â
âIn the kitchen cabinet on the far leftcorner.â He nodded and silently left to get some, returning with someacetaminophen and a glass of water.Â
âThis should help your congestion. Thenwhen youâre all cleared up, your headache should be gone.âÂ
They sat up andswallowed the pill down with a gulp of water before laying back down andsmiling up at him gently. Pulling him down into the bed with them to cuddle,they whispered, âThank you, Kei.â