Damn, you guys, you're too sweet, I had to write some more! Thank you so much for the faves and reviews, it really means a lot. This chapter isn't too long, but it's still fluff all the way.

On the bedside table was a box of tissues, some pills, a glass of water and an alarm clock that read 11:34. Onodera closed his eyes again. His head pounded and his body stuck to the sweaty sheets covering him. Wait. He opened his eyes again and glanced at the alarm clock. 11.34. He should have been at work hours ago! He shot up in a sitting position and the room spun around him. His stomach turned with the room and he braced himself for the upcoming of yesterday's dinner. It passed after a moment and he flopped back down onto the pillow. He was still spinning, and he was tired and sweaty and cold but still feverish, so he closed his eyes once more. He couldn't go to work. He had to call in sick and carefully he rolled onto his side and stretched across the bedside table to feel his way for his phone, that wasn't there. Where was that damned thing? He cracked open an eyelid. The alarm clock now read 11.35. Takano had probably already called him a million times. He continued his search for the phone, and in the messing around he knocked down the alarm clock, that wasn't his. The alarm clock wasn't his. He pulled his arm back to him hurriedly and pulled the covers up to his neck. This wasn't his bed or his bed sheets. This wasn't even his bedroom and chances were that this wasn't his apartment. Memories from last night crept back. Takano must have carried him to bed and tucked him in. Thoughts jumbled around inside his head making it impossible to fall back asleep. Besides, he was so wet and cold from sweating all night, he probably needed to shower again. Sighing, he – more carefully this time – sat up. The ice cold floor sent a shiver through his body when he put his bare feet down. He pushed himself up from the bed and shuffled out through the door.

Onodera stopped in the doorframe of the living room and looked at Takano. He sat on the sofa pouring over storyboards spread all over the coffee table and chewing on the end of his red pen. Onodera cleared his throat and Takano looked up. He dropped the pen and got up from the sofa, letting the papers fly from the gust of wind.

"You're awake," he said and strode over to Onodera in long, quick steps. He put a hand to his forehead.

"How are you?" he asked. "You're still too hot. And sweaty. Are you hungry? Thirsty?" The thought of getting anything down his throat right now seemed impossible. He was sure everything would feel like needles and he shook his head.

"No," he whispered, barely audible. He tried clearing his throat.

"No," he repeated, but it came out as a hoarse croak. He looked up at Takano. The man's eyes had widened and were full of worry and pity and a hint of adoration. He enveloped Onodera in his arms and held him close.

"How about a shower?" Takano he asked. Onodera nodded into Takano's chest, and he led them both into the bathroom. Onodera's legs felt like jelly and though he didn't say it, he was grateful Takano had his arms on him. Shutting the door behind them, Takano turned on the shower. Onodera pulled his arms into the t-shirt and pushed it over his head from the inside. He tugged down at the shorts and boxers and let it all fall to the ground. He took a step forward out of the clothes and stood naked on the bathroom floor with his arms wrapped around himself. He hadn't heard Takano leave, and right now he honestly didn't care if the man saw him naked. But looking up, he noticed Takano was naked too, and he suddenly felt the need to hide himself. Takano just looked at him cooly as he took off his glasses and placed them by the sink.

"What? I've been sleeping next to you all night, I'm sticky too," he said and made a move towards the shower.

"Wh-why didn't you shower earlier?" Onodera asked quietly and didn't move.

"Because I was waiting for you," Takano said and took a step back towards Onodera. He grabbed his wrist and kissed his forehead.

"Now come on," he said and pulled him with him into the shower. There wasn't much room in the shower and they had to stand close to both actually be underneath the hot water. Onodera leaned against Takano's smooth chest and sighed exhausted but content. He closed his eyes as Takano wrapped his arms around him and pressed him close.

"This is nice," Onodera whispered.

"Huh?" Takano pulled back and looked at his sick lover.

"Being naked with you. Without anything happening. Just being," Onodera mumbled on, but he kept his head down. It was silent except for the patter of water around them and the water rushing through the pipes. Then Takano chuckled, a deep chuckle somewhere down his throat and he hugged Onodera again.

"Ritsu," he mumbled against the other's hair. "You're amazing."

This is it for now, but I feel like this needs a third and final chapter, so keep your eyes open for more.