not letting bf!katsuki kiss you when you’re sick!
your eyes flutter open as you wake up— still sick. your head pounding, your throat scratchy, and your nose blocked.
katsukis been staying in your apartment with you since yesterday, when you randomly got sick.
he’s sitting on the edge of your bed, watching you intensely, in case you need a tissue for your nose or some water.
your voice is groggy, and thick of sleep. “..hey.”
“mornin’ zombie.” he replies, hand on your hip.
you sit up a little, “stop it,”
“made you tea,” he grabs a mug from your nightstand, and brings it towards your mouth. “gotta get somethin’ in you. easy— it’s hot.”
you take a sip, not really noticing how close he is until now. “thanks,” you mumble.
“you’re welcome.” he says, his voice low and gentle. after he sets the mug back down, he brings his hand to your face, moving your hair out of the way.
you shake your head a little, making him move. “ugh no. i’m so disgusting right now.”
he just smiles at you, leaning even closer. “you always say that crap when you’re sick.”
your heart pounds a little, because you know he’s doing this on purpose. trying to flatter you when he knows you feel like crap. you notice him leaning in suddenly, but before his lips can touch yours, you turn your face away quickly.
“what? I can’t even give you a damn kiss?” katsukis amused. just thinks you’re so cute when youre like this.
“no! you’ll get sick!” you throw the blanket up over you, hiding. “back up katsuki.”
he laughs, and tries to find you under the blankets. “you seriously hiding from me?”
you peep your head out from the blanket so you can look at him. sniffling, “yes! ever heard of self control?”
“just one?”
standing up, “nooo!” you rush out of the room dramatically, taking the blanket with you as protection from him.
he follows you, laughing to himself. “i’ve been sick before, you know. I ain’t gonna die from one kiss.”
you wrap the blanket around you, now looking like a burrito running around frantically. with a whine, you yell to him:“stop following me!” going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you quickly.
he’s on the other side of the door now, smirking. with a gentle knock, “you taking a piss or somethin?”
feeling a little giddy and breathless from all of the running around, “i’m staying away from you!! you’re a bad influence.”
he sighs dramatically, but you can still tell he’s smirking. “fine then. i’ll wait. can’t stay in there forever.”
after a few minutes of blowing your nose, you crack the door open a little, to see katsuki still standing there, looking smug.
his face softens a little when he sees you come out, your nose red and nose all stuffy. “come on out. i know you gotta be hungry by now.”
you step out fully of the bathroom fully, letting the blanket fall off of you. still feeling like he’s up to no good. “there she is. c’mere baby.”
he grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. you try hesitating, but it’s no use. his words are coaxing you like honey, pulling you towards him.
he tugs you gently into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. “see? we’re fine.”
you mumble into him, “..you’re gonna get sick.”
“it’s worth it.” he says before bringing his hand up to cup your face, thumb running across your jawline.
he doesn’t let you respond. his mouth presses into yours, and your mind is completely gone. your head wasn’t pounding anymore, and the fogginess was forgotten.
the kiss is slow, and reverent. by the time he pulls back, he’s looking at you like you hung the moon or something.
he grins down at you, then pulls you into a hug. “can’t resist me, huh?”
and with that, you hit his chest lightly, giggling. even sickness cant keep him away.
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