"Watanuki," Fai hissed under his breath glaring towards the younger male. "You're attracting attention!"
Watanuki was shivering, a hand placed over his mouth muttering go away. Go away, Over and over again, flinching under Fai's touch.
Fai grasped his arm tightly and wore the grin that allowed him pardon of many weird instances. He turned to the small crowd that had gathered and hide the slight grimace.
Big enough for rumors to spread, his mind niggled.
"He has a fever," Fai claimed, taking his free hand and touching Watanuki's forehead before sharply retracting his hand as though it were burned.
The forehead was dripping in cold sweat.
"I'll take him home," He called to the crowd – as if they would care – tugging sharply at Watanuki's arm, dragging him in the direction opposite of home.
He wasn't about to be reported…
The crowd watched Fai and Watanuki half-run down the pavement before turning into an alley.
