That Time in the Bathtub

by Kali Cephirot

KKM ficlets, drabbles and one liners I've written. Stories from most of the characters, lots of couples and situations. There might be slash, femmeslash, het and gen and have several ratings.

4. Pillow ººYuurixWolframºº

Pillow.

"Don't say it, Weller" Wolfram glared with all the might he was able to gather while at the same time trying not to wince at the gentle yet thorough fingers poking at his ankle.

Conrad shared a sympathy wince and smiled softly at him. "I'm sorry, Wolfram. I'm afraid you might have broken it."

"I told you not to say it!" Wolfram repeated, angry, trying to snatch his leg and ankle away because there was no way that just a bad fall might have broken it… but the shot of pain that run from his ankle to his head told him that Weller might be right, again.

Yuuri was looking at him sadly, worried, so he tried to change his wince to a snort, even though he was very (silently) grateful when Conrad left carefully his foot over some cushions. Of course it had to be the wimp's luck rubbing on him the fact that they were in human territory so there was no way of healing it with maryoku.

"I'll go and get some bandages and ointments to treat it for now."

He snorted after Conrad left, leaning to rest against the log that was supposed to be behind him, but his log had been replaced by a warm blanket while Yuuri settled by his side, sharing his blanket with him.

"I'm sorry, Wolfram." Yuuri said softly, since it had kind of been his fault that he had resulted injured. And yet, it wasn't, because as a soldier, Wolfram's duty was to protect the Maou, and as his fiancé it was to be ready whenever the idiot slipped to try and avoid that he'd break his neck.

"Shut it, wimp." Wolfram murmured finally, knowing that if he gave his reasons Yuuri'd go embarrassed and say how he shouldn't think like that. Instead he tried slipping a bit further, just enough that he could rest his head against Yuuri's shoulder. "Instead of apologizing, just be my pillow, okay?"

"Don't call me wimp." Yuuri retorted immediately, but he didn't push him away. On the contrary, Wolfram was surprised to realize that very carefully, Yuuri had put his arm around his shoulders and leaned his head against his. He almost forgot about his ankle then, until Conrad, of course, started bandaging it.