» better than tylenol; drabble.

sora x riku

these lovely boys do not belong to me. D:

neither does that crazy umbrella flying lady.

or tylenol.

"Touch me."

Riku shuddered as he heard the words coming from the room over. He froze, imagining what it would be like to actually ... No. He wasn't supposed to be thinking about those things ... with his best friend.

He gently put down the dish he had been washing, and peeked his head out of the kitchen, before hesitantly making his way over to the couch where the younger brunette laid.

Sora's parents had chosen about a week ago to go on a second honeymoon, and as luck would have it, he got a horrible cold about two days later. Riku, being very close to Sora offered to stay over a couple of days to watch over the younger boy until he got better. Why he did it at this critical point in Riku's mind, was a mystery to even himself.

"Touch me." His choice of words and flushed, weak appearance wasn't helping the bulge in Riku's pants either.

He sighed, reminding himself to teach Sora later on that some words actually have double meanings. The silver haired boy lifted his slightly damp hand and set it on the younger boy's forehead to feel his temperature, while using all his willpower to keep his other hand from traveling lower below the waist.

He was surprised to feel the intense heat pulsating from the brunette's forehead.

"Wow! Sora, you're burning up! I think you're starting to get worse ... You're going to need some medicine." He rushed off to the bathroom, where inside the cabinet, held Sora's usual cold syrup.

"No ... wait, Riku ..." He slowly trailed off, his temperature making him dizzy and unbearably hot.

Riku came back into the room, holding a small bubblegum flavored bottle, and spoon. "Now I know what you're thinking." He smirked, as he started to open the bottle. "But you're never going to get better if you don't have some."

Sora sighed, and shook his head lightly. "No ... I don't want any ... please. It's ... disgusting."

This older teen sighed, taking his attention off the bottle. "Sora ... you need this. What do want me to do?"

Bright blue eyes trailed up to meet Riku's in an intense sadden glare, and Riku suddenly felt horrible for trying to push it on the boy. Damn Sora and his ability to use his adorable features to make you pity him.

Green eyes looked deep into blue and he wondered who he was restraining himself for.

The bottle and the spoon fell to his feet as he hesitantly kneeled over the front of the couch up close to Sora's face, as he shut his eyes just before gently pressing his lips against the keyblader's. Only did he continue, when he felt the smaller lips on his press back.

Riku pulled back and Sora was almost angry that the wonderful sensation was gone, as the older of the two gently stood up, moving slowly, doll-like, until he sat himself over Sora on the couch where he had laid, using his legs to keep him trapped under him. He leaned over slightly so that he could whisper in the brunette's ear.

"I know ... another way, to help you ... get better. I think ... it'll ... well, it might work." He shut his eyes. Oh how he wanted this, so bad.

Sora shuddered of the feeling of his warm breath tickling his ear. Somehow he knew exactly what the silver haired boy was talking about ... and he wanted it just as bad. He made an attempt at trying not to sound nervous, but failed by stuttering out each word. "L-let's ... t-try ..."

And Sora smiled, and enjoyed it. Because a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.

» explanation? i dunno really. xP

but i read somewhere that sex

can cure a cold. xD and if that's not

amazing, then i don't know what is.

review, please :D