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A/N: Tike, because we all love a little drama-free-fluff

Mike tucked the blankets closer around Tina. She'd gotten out of bed earlier that morning and crawled right back in. She was miserable—well as miserable as a person with a cold was. Mostly Tina had just set her feet on the ground, staggered down the stairs and collapsed at the kitchen table before Julia had ordered Mike to take her back up to bed. Julia had chuckled the entire way as she followed Mike who was carrying Tina—apparently both Mark and Janie had started coughing and sniffling up a storm after dinner the night before. Tina had apparently gotten an extra present from the kids.

Tina curled into Mike, her fingers curling around the collar of his button-up. "Mike," she whimpered, "I'm hot."

"Oh extremely," Mike agreed seriously. "You're so hot you're very nearly on fire."

Tina groaned and struggled against the tightly packed blankets. "Will you hold me?"

"Yes," Mike told her patiently as he scooted down on the bed so he could hold her as much as the blankets allowed. "Is there anything else you need, Sweetie?"

"Will you go get me an iced white peppermint mocha," Tina asked pathetically.

Mike grinned and smoothed Tina's dark hair down. "I will, if you take a nap."

"Fine," Tina pouted, rolling onto her back and tugged the covers up to her nose.

Mike pulled his wallet from his pocket as he stood in line at Tina's favorite coffee shop. A tap on his shoulder drew Mike from his thoughts. He spun on his heel to find his not-so-favorite person: Jake.

"Hey," Jake smirked. "What's up man?"

Mike shrugged lightly, "Tina's sick, so I'm getting her an iced-mocha."

"Is she home alone," Jake asked.

Mike shook his head, his hands fisting in his pockets, "Nope. She's staying with me."

"Oh," Jake sniffed, "Tina didn't mention that when I saw her yesterday."

"Hm," Mike nodded, secretly a little pleased at how irritated Jake seemed. "Yeah she's spending Christmas with my family—she's in love with my baby cousin Daniel."

"Oh," Jake nodded.

Mike grinned, finally having the upper-hand. "Yeah. It's been nice having Tee around 24/7."

"Yeah, we used to do everything together. Well until I went to college," Jake tried again.

Mike turned from Jake and ordered as easily as naturally as he could, before he moved along after a quick head nod to Jake.

Jake, unfortunately didn't get the message. "Hey, you think I could swing by and see Tina? I actually came by here to see if she was around."

"I don't know, she's mostly just sleeping, she's pretty miserable," Mike shrugged off the question.

Jake ran a hand through his hair, ruffling it unnecessarily. "Come on man."

Mike took the coffee cup from the barista and started for the door, stopping just for a moment to look at Jake. "I have to get back to Tee, she likes to cuddle when she doesn't feel well, and I'm supposed to try to get her to shower later. See you man."

Mike sauntered out the door, feeling a little bit better, but looking forward to getting home to Tina and conning her into taking a bath.

Mike sat on a stool beside the bathtub. Tina was buried beneath a mountain of bubbles ensconced in the hot water. Now, as Mike's mother was home and just down the hall, there would be no way that Mike would be allowed to be in the same room as a bathing Tina—except she was wearing a little white bikini. And if Tina were feeling even remotely any better, Mike would be making a move. But, because Tina was pouting and shivering, Mike settled for holding her iced mocha and smoothing her hair down. Tina didn't seem to mind.

"Feeling better," Mike asked softly as he pressed a kiss to her brow.

Tina nodded slowly even as she coughed, "Yeah."

"Liar," Mike smiled and dropped one hand into the tub, his hand stroking Tina's thigh.

"Mm," Tina moaned weakly, her eyes slipping closed. "Will you sleep in my room tonight?"

"Yes," Mike agreed, letting his fingers dance across her skin beneath the nearly scalding water.

"You're the best," Tina told him as she shifted in the tub, attempting to sit up and shift closer to Mike—her head falling weakly against her shoulder.

Mike's arms dipped into the tub, sliding behind Tina and pulling her closer and supporting her. "Ready to get out?"

"Maybe," Tina hedged, "did your dad start the fire?"

"Yep. Let's get you up and dressed, Babe."

Mike helped Tina down the stairs. As she had refused to let him carry her—she wasn't that weak. That didn't mean that Tina didn't have her head resting on Mike's shoulder, or that she wasn't wrapped in a good dozen blankets.

Mike Sr. met the pair at the bottom of the stairs and smiled at his son. He had certainly grown up well, he was smart, talented, caring, and he knew when to duck for cover.

"Fire's going," he stroked Tina's hair and patted his son on the back.

"Thanks Mike," Tina grinned a little deliriously. "I think I'm going to take a nap on Mike, he's nice and warm and comfy."

Mike Sr. bit his tongue to hold back his snort of laughter, "You do that, Tina. I'll have Julia bring you some chicken broth and bread."

"You're awesome," Tina muttered. It was becoming quite clear that a fever was setting in, "You know if you weren't married and Mike didn't exist, I would so date you."

"Hey," Mike Chang Jr. yelped, "I'm right here!"

Mike Sr. couldn't help but laugh at Tina, "Son, I think maybe you should settle Tina down," he started off to find his wife, "oh, and Tina—thanks for the compliment."

"Hey," his son called again.

Tina shuddered, her skin was clammy and her head was pounding. "Mike."

The whine and tug at his hand made Mike sit up from his sleeping bag on the floor of Tina's room.

"You okay," Mike asked a little worried.

Julia had agreed to Tina's pitiably soft request of Mike staying with her, so Mike had found himself sleeping beside Tina's bed, tasked to keep an eye on her fever and be at her beck and call. Mike didn't mind at all. If it meant he got to stay close to Tina he would gladly sleep on the floor and deal with her labored attempts to get comfortable.

"Will you just come up here and hold me?"

Mike rose off the floor and crawled onto the bed as gently as he could, not wanting to jostle Tina. "Alright," Mike sighed, curling Tina into his arms. "I'm here."

"I love you," Tina whispered, squeezing Mike's hand and leaning into his body heat, her shivering subsiding a bit.

"I love you too," Mike whispered right back to her. "I love you so much, Tee. I would do anything for you."

Tina laughed shakily, a cough interrupting her, "That's good to know, because I need you to kill a man for me."

Mike nodded seriously, pressing his lips to the crown of Tina's head, inhaling her sweet scent, "Just tell me the name."

"It's my boyfriend, kill him, and we can run away together and get married and have a gaggle of kids. We could start our own super group—like 2PM or 2AM, or Arashi," Tina rambled into Mike's chest.

"Uh-huh," Mike agreed. "A gaggle, then you better get some sleep so you can get better, Tee."

"Shh," Tina scolded, "I'm trying to sleep."

"Mike smiled into the darkness but stayed quiet, content to hold Tina, and maybe think about their future.

"Christmas is a time when you get homesick - even when you're home."

-Carol Nelson

A/N: 21/25. The reviews have been lovely, please keep them coming!

P.S. I may do a 26th chapter that will cover New Years. If you want that leave a review and tell me so. If no one wants it I won't bother doing it, so let me know.