Ryuji opened the cabinet that Yusuke said should have some medicine. Ryuji shook his head.
"There's none here," Ryuji reported. Ryuji was soon going to abort their mission. It was hard to be patient with someone who had over a thousand types of shades of orange paint, but had only a single moldy orange in his fridge. Yusuke could sure paint good food, but couldn't make any.
"I'm afraid I've come up empty too," said Yusuke coming out of the kitchen. Ryuji turned to him.
"Why are you lookin in the kitchen?" Ryuji asked not surprised. He might've said it a bit too rough because Yusuke's eyes widened and he looked anywhere but Ryuji.
"M-my apologies for wasting your time like this," Yusuke said in a quiet voice, "You don't have to do this you know." Ryuji caught a glimpse of Yusuke's eyes. He seemed… Lonely. Ryuji sighed. He had a lot of homework to catch up on, he shouldn't stay late here. But he couldn't say "bye" to those eyes. Their unique color was unlike all of the many paints Ryuji found in Yusuke's dishwasher (yes dishwasher, Yusuke thought it would make the paints look watered down.)
"I," Ryuji had already planned to let Yusuke down gently, "Guess I can go out and buy some antibiotics." Whoa… What? Yusuke visibly beamed. He eyes lightened up, and he had a small smile on his face.
"Ok. I'll pay you back later," Yusuke said, knowing he didn't have much money. Ryuji shook his head.
"It's fine, but in return, you'd better save up for some food," Ryuji said, not letting Yusuke's food situation go unnoticed. Ryuji didn't wait for an answer, he turned away and started towards the door.
"Wait a second," Yusuke said. Ryuji turned around. "How did you find the school address?"
"I'll tell you later. Just get some rest, and not on the floor," Ryuji closed the door. He felt his phone vibrate. He checked it, already knowing it was Futaba.
Futaba Sakura: What do you call it when Yusuke actually buys food.
Ryuji Sakamoto: Srsly? Idk and Idc
Futaba Sakura: A Renaissance! Get it! XDD
Ryuji Sakamoto: B|
Futaba Sakura: Ψ( ｗ )Ψ
Ryuji Sakamoto: What the hell is that.
Futaba Sakura: Щ(･｀ω´･Щ)
Ryuji Sakamoto: okk i won ask.
Ryuji Sakamoto: where is the nearest phamracy
Futaba Sakura: wats a phamracy?
Ryuji Sakamoto: *pharmacy. u kno wat im talkin about
Futaba Sakura:
Ryuji Sakamoto: Is that a stock image?
Futaba Sakura: maybe it is… maybe it isn't…
Ryuji Sakamoto: srsly? Com on! Yusuke needs some medicine.
Futaba Sakura: fine fine.
Futaba sent him directions to the nearest pharmacy, which Ryuji took gratitude in. Ryuji exited Kosei and bought some miscellaneous antibiotics (the more the merrier he thought). When he came back to the dorm he found Yusuke asleep on the couch.
Ryuji felt his forehead, it was even hotter than before. He knelt next to the couch and woke Yusuke.
"Hrmmm…," Yusuke groaned as he found himself awakened by the curly blondie again. That is when he made an interesting observation.
"Ryuji, why do you kinda look like a cat?" Yusuke asked he sounded half asleep. Ryuji's eyes widened at the question.
"Oh god," Ryuji said coming to an observation of his own, "Your delirious." Ryuji pried open a random box that looked like one of those fluid medicines. He neglected to read the manual.
"Here drink this," Ryuji said, it was hard for him to deal with a conscious Yusuke, let alone a delirious one. Yusuke surprisingly let Ryuji tilt his head back enough to drink the weird tasting fluid. Yusuke almost gagged.
"That. Tasted. Like. Shit," Yusuke said, a pause in between each word. Ryuji looked strangely at Yusuke. He had never heard him swear. But the word "shit"... Ryuji had to admit it kinda sounded hot on his toung- RED FLAG! No! Ryuji swiftly brought his head away from Yusuke face. Yusuke frowned.
"Do I really smell that bad," Yusuke said still sounding half asleep. Ryuji blushed, actually while they were sharing that intimate space Ryuji could smell that Yusuke smelled of an odd mix of lavender and vanilla… Ok that is seriously ENOUGH!
"Hey, Yusuke. I think you should rest!" Ryuji said thinking quickly. Ryuji walked quickly (he ran), to Yusuke's bedroom where he grabbed a pillow and a blanket. He almost threw them at the unsuspecting Yusuke, who was thinking about how he never noticed how nice the lighting looked from this position.
"Ok! There now sleep!" Ryuji said. If Yusuke was asleep he would get more excuses to hear that cute snore, to wake him up, and to maybe run his fingers through his hair. Yusuke needed to sleep so he could get better, Ryuji tried to convinced himself. And Ryuji stayed with Yusuke because he was not a certain pancake loving douchebag.
Tried.
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Ryuji felt his forehead, it was even hotter than before. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)