"Is that better Kyoya, are you warm enough?" Tamaki asked fixing the blanket around his friend.
"For the moment." The shadow king replied. Tamaki sat down on the bed beside him. He pressed his hand to Kyoya's forehead and frowned.
"You still feel warm. It looks like you'll be on bed rest until it's gone. Don't worry,I'll stay with you as long as you need me to."
"Tamaki, I don't need constant attention and I hope you realize that I technically don't need bed rest for something like this. I'll be just fine." Kyoya protested.
"You need rest when you have a fever.I know being taken care of like this isn't something you're used to but I want you to be because you have me now and I want to take care of you." Kyoya simply stared up at him silently.
"How's your stomach,do you think you can eat something?"
"No. I feel more like sleeping than anything else." Tamaki nodded.
"I understand Mommy, get some rest but if you want anything, I'll be here" the blonde boy kissed Kyoya's head and rose from the bed.
"I'll give you some space. Get better okay?"As Tamaki stepped out of the room,Kyoya rose to his feet as the nausea returned and sent him to the bathroom once again. After several minutes, Kyoya sat down the bathroom floor , he leaned against the wall wrapping his arms around his stomach.
"Kyoya, are you okay?" Tamaki called from the other side of the door.
"I-I will be. I just need a few minutes." Kyoya panted, hoping he wouldn't notice the pain in his voice and try to come in.
"Do you think you can get back to bed?"
"I'll be able to shortly, I just need to rest here for a while." Kyoya closed his eyes, the cool wall was soothing to his fevered skin.
Tamaki seemed to have left him and all was now quiet. Despite his pain Kyoya began to give into his fatigue Everything around him was fading into the distance and he felt as if he had been drifting.
"Kyoya, are you okay?" He heard the voice from beside him and Tamaki's gentle touch brought him back into awareness. Beside the club president Kyoya noticed a bag and a container filled with water.
"I told you I'd be out, you shouldn't be in here." He winced at the pain in his stomach. Tamaki sat back against the wall.
"You hurt your stomach?" He asked softly as he dipped a cloth into the water and rung it out. Kyoya hesitated.
"It's okay Mommy, tell me so I can help you." He dabbed Kyoya's face with the cool cloth
"I think so." He replied.
"Can you get up yet?" The ailing teen shook his head.
"You're just going to sit here?" Again Tamaki received a nod.
"I thought you might need some time, come here." He requested guiding Kyoya to turn sideways and he wrapped an arm around his shoulder.
"Lean back Kyoya,I've got you."
"What are you doing Tamaki?" The blonde boy smiled.
"Something I've wanted to do for a while."Kyoya leaned back in Tamaki's arms, he felt his friend stroked his short black hair and kissed the top of his head. Kyoya rested his hands on his aching belly.
Tamaki reached over and gently removed them, rubbing Kyoya's abdomen gently. Kyoya moaned painfully.
"It's going to be okay, I know you're miserable . Being sick is never fun, you probably pulled your stomach muscles, I've done that when I was sick before, I'm so sorry Kyoya, I never meant to make you so sick." He said sincerely. "Don't worry though, I'll make it up to you soon." Kyoya smiled faintly.
"You're already doing that." He replied. "How long do you plan on sitting in here, shouldn't you be-" Kyoya received another kiss on his head.
"As long as you need me to Kyoya. I told you I'm going to take care of you, as long as I have you here with me, that's all I need. I really do love you." He ran his fingers through his dark hair and Kyoya closed his eyes. There was no doubt in his mind that Tamaki meant every word he said.