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A YamaYachi college/aged up sick fic for @lalikaa for the @haikyuuwriters event! hope you like it!
Yamaguchi woke up with a pounding headache. He sat up in bed, bones stiff and rickety. He let out a little groan as he brought his hands up to his eyes to rub them. The action was quickly followed by a hoarse cough, leaving his throat burning.
“Tadashi? Are you okay?” came a quiet voice from the covers. Yachi sat up in bed and rubbed her boyfriend’s back as he was sent into a coughing fit.
“I must have caught a cold from that kid in my psychology lecture,” he replied after the coughing finally subsided. His throat was burning and his lungs were practically begging for a break. Yachi’s cool hand rested against Yamaguchi’s cheek.
“You’re burning up! Wait here, I’ll grab a wet rag for you. Just lay back and rest up.” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as she helped him relax back into the bed.
Yamaguchi let out a tired sigh and closed his eyes as Yachi left the room. The holidays were coming up, what a great time to get sick. He had plans for the two of them that day. After classes, he had wanted to go walking through the park, the snow outside was just enough to appreciate. He also wanted to take Yachi to a nice dinner at her favorite restaurant. And to end the day he wanted to go back to the park to look at all the holiday lights that were hung up. It was supposed to be a cute day, not a gross one full of snot and coughing.
Yamaguchi’s eyes opened slowly as he heard the bedroom door open. He smiled to himself as Yachi began to walk back over to the bed with a rag, s bowl of soup, and some medicine. She set the tray on the side of the bed and sat at the edge of it. Pushing his bangs out of the way, she picked up the cool rag and placed it on his forehead.
“How does that feel?” asked Yachi as she began to take the medicine out of its bottle.
“Better,” he sighed. He sat up a little and began to eat the soup Yachi had brought for him. It was warm and soothed his irritated throat. It also settled the nausea that was starting to come up from all the coughing. He took the pills Yachi handed him along with the glass of water. After taking the medicine, he set the water back on the tray and continued to eat his soup until it was all gone. When he was finished, he relaxed back into the bed and let Yachi cover him with the covers.
“Will you be okay if I go to class? Or do you want me to stay?” asked Yachi, brushing back Yamaguchi’s damp hair.
“Go head to class, I’ll just be here sleeping,” he replied with a small smile.
“Alright, you go ahead and sleep.” She kissed his forehead lightly before walking to the closet and changing into day clothes and grabbing her bag. “I’ll be back around two. I’ll heck in on you and give you your second round of medicine then, see you later Yama-Yama.”
“Bye Hitoka, have a good time in class.”
“I’ll try!” and with one more quick peck to his cheek, Yachi was out the door of their apartment and heading to class.
Yachi got off the train and began her 10-minute walk to her university campus. To say she was worried about Yamaguchi was an understatement. He never really got sick al that often, so whenever he did all Yachi could do was try her best to make she he’s comfortable and tried to make sure he would recover quickly.
She hated being apart from him in times like this, especially since they both have such busy schedules between her part time job and his volleyball team. Going to different universities didn’t make it any easier.
Yachi rounded the corner and made her way onto the campus. She walked down to her first lecture, sociology. She walked into the lecture hall and took her normal seat in the middle of the top row.
As her professor rattles on about race and wage, Yachi felt her phone vibrate in her bag. She took it out and saw that she had gotten a text.
Yama-Yama: Hi love, how’s class ?? x
Yachi smiled down at her phone before replying.
Me: Boring, as always :/ Shouldn’t u be resting ?? How r u feeling???
Yama-Yama: Much better, thanks to a super caring girlfriend! <3
Yama-Yama: Well I’ll wait for you here at home ! See you later, love you!
Me: Love u too, see u soon. <3
With a giant smile, Yachi put her phone back in her bag before going back to pay attention to whatever her old professor was saying.
Yamaguchi smiled at his phone and put it down on the nightstand next to their bed. He was feeling better, a little feverish and achy, but nothing he couldn’t handle. He got up from the bed and made his way to the bathroom. A shower was definitely needed, and it would probably make him feel better anyways.
He stood in the shower, letting the steam open up his lungs and relieve his aching chest. It felt good to wash off the sweat from his fever and let the warm water calm down his chills.
After stepping out of the shower, he made sure to dry off his hair. He didn’t need to get any sicker than he already was. He walked to the closet and changed into a new pair of boxers, sweatpants, and a clean t-shirt. He then made his way to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea. He sat down on the couch and flipped on a random channel showing cartoons.
He sipped at his tea as he sat curled, enjoying whatever mindless thing played on the television. He didn’t like being sick, but having a little bit to relax was always good. Recently Yamaguchi had just been so overwhelmed with school and volleyball, he was starting to feel like he barely had any room to breathe. It was also stressful rarely seeing Yachi. The two only really got to see each other on weekends and at night. Of course, that is quite a reasonable amount of time to see your girlfriend, Yamaguchi would just prefer to see her more often.
He set down his empty cup just as soon as he heard the door unlock.
Yachi dropped her bag and shoes by the door and walked to the living room, plopping down on the cushion right next to Yamaguchi.
“How are you feeling?” she asked, bringing her hand up to run her fingers through his hair.
“Better, still a bit achy and throat is still a bit sore, but what can you do?” he shrugged.
“I suppose,” she sighed, continuing to run her fingers through freshly washed hair.
“What do you want for dinner?” she then asked. “I’ll make anything you want. This fairy is here to grant your sick person wishes.”
“Any kind of soup or stew,” he replied, closing his eyes and leaning into her hand. Yachi smiled and gave a small nod.
“Okay, how does plain chicken soup with rice sound? Light enough for your stomach?”
“Sounds perfect, thank you, love,” he replied, looking at Yachi and giving her a small smile.
“Anything for you, Yama-Yama.” Yachi stood up and made her way to the kitchen. She began to clean and cut and prepare her ingredients.
She got the water boiling and started adding ingredients one by one. She smiled to herself as she heard Yamaguchi laugh every once in a while, at whatever was happening on the TV. She started the rice and let the soup settle. Walking back to the living room, Yachi sat back down next to her sick boyfriend.
“Still a little warm,” she said to herself as she placed her hand on Yamaguchi’s cheek. He happily leaned into the touch, eliciting a smile from Yachi.
“The soup and rice will be ready in about 10 minutes,” she said as she began to run her hand through Yamaguchi’s hair.
“Tell me about your day, then. While I was cooped up feeling death take over, what were up to in lecture?” he asked, leaning into Yachi’s hand.
“Boring as always, I never know what my professor is talking about,” she sighed. “He’s always topic hopping and never finishes his thoughts. It’s like listening to a toddler babble on about their favorite cartoon. It doesn’t make much sense.
Yamaguchi laughed, causing a bit of a coughing fit after.
“That’s hilarious,” he said after coming down from the coughing. “I would fall asleep every time in that class.”
“Oh, trust me, I do,” replied Yachi, rolling her eyes as she rubbed his back.
“What else did you do, other than suffer in a boring class?”
Yachi relaxed into her boyfriend’s side, now that his coughing had completely subsided. He put his arm loosely around her as she placed her head in the crook of his shoulder.
“Got some coffee with a couple friends after class, not really much. Studied a little, I have test coming up next week that I don’t feel like cramming for. Overall it was just a chill day. I just wanted to come home and make sure you were doing okay.”
“I’m doing a lot better now that I have an amazing girlfriend to take care of me,” smiled Yamaguchi.
“Come on,” Yachi chuckled. “Food is done.” She grabbed Yamaguchi’s hand, helping him up from the couch and leading him to the kitchen. He sat down at the table as Yachi began pouring soup into bowls along with the fresh rice. She placed a bowl down in front of him and one in front of her own seat.
Yamaguchi sipped at his soup, letting out a sigh. “So good, feels so good against my throat. Thanks, Yachi.”
“Anything for you,” she smiled, sipping at her own soup.
Yamaguchi added some rice to his soup and ate in quiet contentment. He was finally starting to feel not completely terrible. His fever had gone down considerably and the warm soup settled his churning stomach. His throat no longer felt as raw as it had that morning and he felt like he could finally take in a full breath.
When they were done with their meal, the pair put their dishes in the sink and waltzed back on into their bedroom.
Yachi climbed into the bed first and pulled Yamaguchi down with her, snuggling into his side.
“If you stay too close to me, you’re gonna get sick too,” warned Yamaguchi.
“It’s alright,” shrugged Yachi. “Then you’ll just have to take care of me.” She proceeded to pull the covers around them and hid her face in his neck.
Yamaguchi thought about how lucky he was to have Yachi. Ever since high school, she was there to help take care of him. She helped calm his nerves and was always there when he felt like he couldn’t do it. And in times like this where he fell ill, she always took care of him. She always knew what to do, and he was so grateful for that.
He really didn’t want her to get sick to, but it was hard to push her away, especially looking down at her and seeing her pale blonde hair falling over her face as she rest peacefully against him. But he knew that getting her sick would make him feel terrible.
“Hey, Hitoka, are you sure you wanna be this close to me? I seriously don’t want to get you sick.”
“I already told you, Tadashi,” she said back, looking up at him. “I don’t care if you get me sick. I just want to be close to you. We rarely get to see each other as it is, so I’ll take as much time with you as I can get, even if that means catching your cold.”
“I just don’t want you getting sick,” he pouted.
“I know, I know, but I’ll be fine,” she smiled, giving him a light kiss on the cheek.
“Wait right here, it’s about time you take your medicine again.” Yachi left the room and came back with a glass of water and the medicine. Yamaguchi happily took it, wanting to get better already so he could kiss and love his girlfriend without fear of getting her sick. He also wanted to take her out so that they could spend some time together without one of them feeling like they were about to drop dead.
Yachi snuggled back into his side and turned on the TV that was sat on top of their dresser.
“Now to continue with some more cartoons.”
The couple lay snuggled in bed, watching whatever the characters on their television were doing. As another cheesy and poorly animated fight scene came on, Yachi began to hear the soft snores of her partner.
She smiled at him and mindlessly ran her hands through his hair. It was slightly damp with sweat; his fever wasn’t completely gone. She smiled softly at the light flush of pink that dusted over his face. His freckles added on to the innocent look his sleeping face had. He sniffled a little in his sleep, his nose still a little runny due to his cold. He really looked like a napping baby in Yachi’s eyes.
Yamaguchi, in his sleep, unknowingly began to snuggle closer into Yachi, wrapping his arms completely around her. Yachi chuckled to herself, Yamaguchi did get clingy when he was tired, and this cold must have put quite the number on his energy.
She felt bad for him, being sick was never fun, and he was already tired to start with. But at the same time, she was glad he was finally able to fall asleep. His anxiety had been bothering him for a while now and it was hard for him to get to sleep. His lack of sleep must have been the reason he caught his cold from someone else so easily.
Yachi allowed herself to relax against him and close her eyes. She took in is even breathing and warm body. He was a little warmer than he usually was.
Yachi had been tired too, running between school and work, she honestly wouldn’t mind getting sick if it meant Yamaguchi would be there to spoil her and she would finally get a chance and have some kind of excuse to just stay in bed.
Yachi allowed herself to drift off, the television still playing softly in the bedroom and Yamaguchi’s soft snores lulling her to sleep like a lullaby.
Yamaguchi woke up first the next day. Yachi lay at his side, hidden under the covers. He got up out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. He felt so much better that morning, and he looked better than he did yesterday. His face as no longer flushed red and he didn’t look as sickly pale.
He then decided to hop in the shower, his body sticky from sweating out his fever. He got into the shower and relished n the feeling of the sweat being washed away. He took the time to scrub his hair and body, removing any trace of yesterday’s sickness.
After his shower, he went back to the room and put on some clean clothes consisting of some shorts and a t-shirt. He looked over at the bed to see that Yachi was still fast asleep. He decided that he would spoil her this morning, after all that she had done for him yesterday. So, after changing, he made his way to the kitchen.
Walking over to the fridge, he took out a couple eggs, a tomato, some onions, and ham. He’d made her a breakfast omelet that morning.
After cutting and preparing his ingredients, he got the stove burning and placed a pan over the fire. He cracked the eggs into a bowl and whipped them until they were nice and fluffy, just how Yachi liked them. He them poured them into the pan, followed by the rest of his ingredients. He folded the eggs when they were cooked and flipped the omelet. When it was done, he dropped the steaming omelet on to a plate. He then proceeded to make some toast and grab some juice.
Putting everything on a tray, he took the tray back to his room and placed it on the bedside table on Yachi’s side.
“Hey, babe, time to wake up.”
Yachi groaned under the covers and pulled them farther over her head.
“Still sleepy,” she mumbled.
“Come on, I made you an omelet with toast and got you some orange juice. Gotta have a good breakfast so you can take on the day.”
“No taking on of days today,” she whined, poking her head out from under the covers.
Yamaguchi looked at her, and noticed that her pale skin was a little paler than normal and it had an unusual flush of pink over it.
“Did you catch my cold?” sighed Yamaguchi.
“Maybe,” she said, before sneezing into her hands. “Yeah, I did.”
“I told you you’d get sick,” he sighed
“Well I regret nothing, I got to spend yesterday with you and now I get to spend today with you. If you look past the whole sick thing, I’d say it’s a win-win,” said Yachi, coughing between almost every word.
“Well you still have to eat so you can take medicine, so eat up,” Yamaguchi spoke as he placed the tray of food over her lap.
“Thanks, Tadashi.” As Yachi ate her omelet and toast, Yamaguchi left to go grab some medicine. He took the two little pills out of the bottle and placed them on the tray next to Yachi’s now empty plate.
Yachi took the medicine with her juice and flopped back down in bed.
“Being sick isn’t so bad,” she said with a goofy smile.
Yamaguchi rolled his eyes at her and crawled back into bed next to her.