Evening all, Holly here with 'video games'. Yuri is 38 and JJ is 42
Yuri has always been much better at dealing with being ill than JJ. Whenever he gets ill he takes some medicine and a couple of days out to recover. When JJ gets sick it hits him like a truck and leaves him out of it for a least a week, if not longer.
When Yuri left this morning he had told JJ to rest up so he is surprised when he arrives home at the end of the day to be greeted by a litany of curses.
"I'm home," he calls, making his way to the living room.
"Fuck off and die you stupid thing!" JJ shouts.
"Charming," Yuri says as he walks in to find JJ on the sofa under a mountain of blankets, a half empty box of tissues at his side, playing a very old looking Legend of Zelda game. JJ pauses the game and looks over to see Yuri leaning against the door frame.
"Oh hey kitten, I didn't hear you come in..."
"Clearly," Yuri chuckles and sits down beside him. He presses a kiss to JJ's cheek. "Are you playing Breath of the Wild?"
"Yeah, I found your old Switch yesterday and set it up after you left this morning," JJ replies, restarting the game.
"I'm surprised it still works, it's old as balls," Yuri says, shaking his head is disbelief. "Have you been doing this all day?"
"What time is it now?" JJ asks.
"Half past five."
"Then yes."
Yuri lets out a reproachful sigh. "Love, you're supposed to be resting."
"I am," JJ says. "This is restful."
"You just died," Yuri points out.
"Son of a bitch!"
Yuri laughs and takes the controller. "Let me show you how a pro does it."
He hasn't picked up the game in so long but he still knows which buttons do what. Or so he thought...
"You just walked off a cliff," JJ points out.
"Son of a bitch"
JJ laughs. "What was that you were saying about being a pro?"
"Oh shut the fuck up," Yuri grumbles and turns back to the screen.