For Letstalklikefangirls:

received [6:48 pm] - Your meeting about done? Stop by my place.
sent [6:52 pm] - (-_-) I already told you, I'm not cleaning your apartment again...
received [6:54 pm] - Damn. well forget it then.

received [6:55 pm] - I'm kidding, just come by.
sent [7:00 pm] - ..fine. I'm on my way.

Aiko sighed as she shoved her phone in her pocket, shivering slightly as she made her way down to his apartment. The breeze wasn't terrible for the evening, but she couldn't seem to shake the coldness creeping up her spine. She pulled her sweatshirt tighter as she cursed under her breath.

Dammit, did I catch a cold?

She sneezed and cursed once more as a pressure started to form around her sinuses.

Well, at least I'll have a good reason to really not help him clean today.

She made quick work of the short walk and hopped the front stairs two by two, tripping up the last one but regaining her balance a bit less than gracefully, her head pounding more after every step taken inside the building. Aiko dug around in her pocket and let herself in as Mamoru was in the kitchen, doing...something. Obviously not cooking, or at least that's what Aiko believed. She didn't have much time to dwell on it as the pain exponentially increased and she threw herself onto the couch.

"Damn, I can't even get a hello kiss?"

She grumbled a reply as she threw a pillow over her head, trying to drown out the TV and the bright lights. He clicked his tongue as he plopped on top of her.

"Hey, kid, you even listening to me?"
No answer.

Mamoru grumbled as he pulled the pillow from her and tossed it aside, instantly frowning and sliding off her at her pained expression.

"What's wrong sweetheart?"
"Ugh, I have the worst headache."
"I already told you I was joking about the whole cleaning thing..."

He pressed a hand to her forehead and immediately pulled it back.
"Jesus! you're burning up! How long ya been feeling like this? You shoulda told me..."

She mumbled a response back in vain, and he shook his head, gently kneeling at her side and lifting her into his arms.

"I'm fine...really..."

He clicked his tongue once more as he brought her into the bedroom.

"You always gotta cause me trouble, even at home huh?"
"Someone's gotta do it."
"Still feel well enough to have that smart mouth huh?"

He chuckled at her weak smile as he laid her gently down, pulling the blanket up over her chest as he brushed her hair out of her face.

"You just sit tight, I'll be right back."

She could hear clanking and clamoring in the room over, and about a dozen new combinations of swear words as she closed her eyes and giggled to herself as she nodded off in the dark room. A weight next to her made her roll over to her other side, as a coolness slipped off her forehead and she opened her eyes to the soft lamplight illuminating his face.

"Well, good morning sunshine. Nice of you to join me."

She ran a hand over her head as he collected the cold washcloth, tossing it to the nightstand as he brought up a platter of soup and crackers for her.

"Hungry?"

She nodded eagerly as she sat up against the pillows, the pain completely gone from her head and her body slightly sluggish from her nap. He set the meal next to her as he gently grabbed her head, pressing their foreheads together.

"Huh, seems like you're okay now."

He gently kissed her cheek as he got up from her side.

"Make sure you eat it all okay? I heard that soup's really good for things like this."

She looked down at the bowl, and remembered all the noise in the kitchen before.

"Mamo, did you...make this?"

He stopped in the doorway and turned to grin at her.

"I cleaned my apartment for you, there's no way I'm gonna cook for you too."
She shook her head and snorted.
"I should have known."

The both chuckled as he left the room, returning moments later with some food for himself and a few movies he picked up from the living room. He sat down next to her as the ate their dinner in bed, enjoying one of their favorite terribly dubbed kung fu movies. He'd taken all their dishes away when they were finished, promptly returning and cuddling into bed with her as the movie finished and they started a new one. He stroked her soft hair and chuckled to himself.

"What're you laughing about?"
"You know...I did try to cook for you earlier."

She sprung up, eyes wide, and he laughed a little harder as his cheeks flushed. A grin grew on her face.
"Oh yeah? How'd that work out for you?"

He scratched the back of his head awkwardly and it was her turn to laugh.

"Not well I take it? Thank god for delivery huh..."

She muttered to herself, slightly amused.

"Let's just say, I didn't ask you to help me clean today, but tomorrow you may just have to."
"Whaa-"

She tried to get out of bed to see the damage he'd done to the kitchen, but he was quicker, pulling her back into his arms and pressing a kiss to her cheek, and then to her lips.

"Now, now, don't worry about that. Movie time."

Aiko rolled her eyes before giving in, and resting against her boyfriend once more as he brushed his lips against her forehead.

"You're gonna owe me big time Mamo..."
"Shhh, shhh, movie."