Yet another used tissue is tossed onto the floor, said owner of the growing pollution let loose a sneeze. A small groan could be heard from the room as Tamaki slid under the covers of his bulky comforter. As the boy curled up he shivered, whimpering about his sinuses. He reached down and achingly adjusted his fluffy socks, rubbing his feet together in an attempt to gather more heat. His sweaty hand covered his mouth as he began coughing horribly, phlegm gathering up in his palm. "Ugh..." He frowned and reached for another tissue, wiping off the bodily fluid in his hand and tossing the tissue onto the growing pile of sickly garbage.
The door creaked open, revealing spiky orange hair. Worried eyes spotted the lump in the blanket and Hikaru softly shut the door. He padded over to the bed and gently pulled the blanket away from the poor sick french boy. "Hey... how ya feeling?" He asked, gently brushing sweaty bangs out of Tamaki's face. Tamaki whimpered as Hikaru's cold hand touched his scorching forehead. "You're burning up..." He said with a small frown. He maneuvered Tamaki slowly and helped him lay in a normal position with his head on the pillow. After he tucked the blonde in he got up, walking to the bathroom and wetting a washcloth, walking back and gingerly wiping the sweat off of the smooth forehead.
An eye creaked open and looked up, mustering up all his strength to smile up at his boyfriend. "Thank you, Hikaru."
Under normal circumstances, Hikaru would have made some snide reply, but instead he smiled softly a wiped at the french boys cheek and neck, ridding him of sweat. "You're welcome."
Tamaki closed his eyes slowly and leaned into the touch of the cool rag. Hikaru got up once more and went to the bathroom, getting the cloth wet and returning with it folded. He gently placed it on Tamaki's forehead and made sure the blanket was tucked under him. "There, now you should warm up easier."
Tamaki snuggled the edge of the blanket and drifted off after a few moments, snoring gently as he slumbered. Hikaru sat there and watched him for a while, gently stroking the cheek of the sick boy. Even even though Tamaki's skin took on a sickly pale color, Hikaru still thought he was the most beautiful thing in the world. He leaned down and gently placed a kiss on Tamaki's cheek, chuckling lightly as Tamaki murmured in his sleep. After a while Hikaru got up from the soft bed, waltzing in the kitchen and gathering up some soup, jello and hot tea. He came back with everything on a silver platter, carefully setting everything on the bedside table. Once he sat down on the edge of the bed again, Tamaki stirred and opened his eyes, coughing slightly at the sudden awakening.
Hikaru helped him into a sitting position and took the cloth from his head. "Ready to eat something?" He asked, smiling gently and getting the bowl of chicken noodle soup. Tamaki smiled and nodded, answering with a stuffy nose voice. Hikaru chuckled and handed him a tissue, watching Tamaki blow his nose and hand the tissue back to him. Hikaru tossed it onto the floor and wiped his hand on his pants slightly, getting rid of any Tamaki mucus. He dipped the spoon into the warm soup and began feeding Tamaki, cooling off each and every spoon full as he did so. Tamaki moaned happily as he started on his jello, swallowing the cherry delight. Soon, all he had left was the tea, and Tamaki sipped at it slowly, smiling gently as it soothed his soar throat.
Soon Tamaki finished his tea and Hikaru gathered up everything up, taking the trey back to the kitchen and then returning to Tamaki's bedroom. Tamaki watched Hikaru clean up all the dirty tissues with a bright smile, feeling better than ever since Hikaru had began to help him. "Hikaru~" He said, smiling even more when the redhead glanced over. "Come lay with me?" He asked, pulling back some of the blanket for the Hitachiin. Hikaru chuckled and walked over, climbing into the bed and wrapping his arms around the Suoh as said blonde cuddled into his chest. Hikaru ran his fingers through the soft locks, stroking them gently until he could feel Tamaki drift off to sleep. Even though he had a feeling he would soon catch Tamaki's cold, he couldn't help but hug his boyfriend closer. He wouldn't have it any other way.
