This evening ended like the previous since the beginning of the flu. Exhausted, hit by the fever, Yasuo couldn't stay up any longer. So he made quick work of it and dragged himself to his room. There they were going to sleep together. Had to move one grumpy cat, since she was napping in the middle of the bed. She already has her own bed.
Could feel it, this wasn't going to be fun. Maybe because he was tired or because they got some well-deserved relief. Well, nothing too intense since Yi wouldn't let him but it wasn't supposed to be bad. At least he hoped so.
In the afterglow, there wasn't such thing as pain or fever. But all came back afterward, even once he stood up to leave. The disease heavy in his body. And feeling hot by the second. Shit.
Growing annoyed. First because of the flu itself but also because it meant they wouldn't cuddle. If they did, it would be short and light, at the limit of unbearable for him. Truly, Yasuo prefered to be too cold, to have a reason and need to cling to his boyfriend.
Lying down in bed after pushing away the blanket, he covered his face. Let out one big sigh.
Outside, muffled noises grew closer. Some meowing, Lily going to bother the only lively person here, who was actually Yi. It seemed that he was getting ready for sleep too, changing clothes and taking care of their cat. Since the door was open, Yasuo could hear a little, too troubled to even rest. And this was going to be so much worse later. Made him wish for quick sleep and the proper end of the flu, this was taking too long.
Imagine how much it took to keep him home a saturday night. At this time he could have been out with Yi, enjoying some sweet time. Instead he could just roll on his side, cry on his pain and suck it up. At least they had sex.Mmmh good. He would focus on that instead, how nice it was to see Yi under him, fighting uselessly his own pleasure. Really, couldn't wait to be better and fuck him hard just like he asked.
For now there was so little to do.
Yi came in bringing a new pitcher and clean glass, followed in a second by the beast. Difficult to ignore though he was in no condition to fall asleep so soon. So Yasuo grumbled about it without meaning to. As the latter stood next to the bed, putting down his things not far, he rolled over his side once more and faced his direction, arm extended lazily to grab him. Just small contact. It caught Yi's attention, looking at him with a soft smile.
« Hey. Fresh water. » Low tone as one would use to a dying person – or to a toddler too. Almost oblivious to their cat, trying so hard to get a bit of affection too.
In any case Lily succeeded, petted gently as Yi kneeled by the bed. His focus remained on Yasuo, a curious gaze of both joy and worry. He thinks it was a bad idea. Could guess it pretty easily, for all Yi tried to calm him down. In the end they merely chased relief because himself was needy too. I wasn't wrong. Three days is fucking long.
There, Yi was just in front of him, eye level. A surge of love came up and it got him so bad in the instant. Reached for the latter with that same haziness, moves heavy like his thoughts slowing down. But he made it, brushing shakily Yi's face. Ready to melt under that sweet gaze. Yasuo craved to kiss him but his strenght seemed to be gone. Still, he made an effort at shifting closer but it would require him to hold himself up. Heartbroken, he gave up.
A sort of edge was coming, he felt it since they came down their high. A bit frightening, chilling in the sense it was going to be hell for him. The calm before the storm. Now no more energy, not even to bring himself to his boyfriend and steal a kiss. I need… Though he could try to communicate it.
« Yi… » Even his voice seemed to break from the incoming drop.
Yasuo's heart must have skipped a beat when the latter put his own hand over his, right where he lingered on Yi's cheek. Squeezed a little and kept him there. Touch was burning, very afraid just to stay like this or it would turn to pain. He still remained like this and it didn't come. And still that kind gaze, despite this shadow of worry.
« My…I guess we can call this a relapse. How can I help you ? »
Words sounded light, dancing around gentle remark but Yasuo could hear that fear. That Yi wasn't glad at all to see him like this, especially after he indulged them. Knowing him, he would blame himself while seeming peaceful, not to panick.
« Not you fault… » It still functioned. Yasuo wanted to make it clear or his boyfriend would hurt himself over this.
That previous hint of worry turned clear in Yi's gaze, quite painful to see. Slowly he leaned closer to Yasuo, till his face rested against the side of the mattress. A sigh.
« I know what you will say. That we both chose to, that it's normal to feel better then worse when ill. But maybe holding longer would have prevented to let you so down. »
I knew it.
Hand free after Yi let it go, he still tried to grab him, go closer, seek that kiss he wanted. It would also calm him down so double benefit.
« I chose not to care. Don't blame yourself. Besides, it's probably unrelated. » While he spoke, he managed to crawl on the mattress even slightly.
Yet still that sad smile. Both knew how it was, Yasuo always said it was fine and Yi always worried in the end. They worked this way though efforts were made to appease the latter and prevent him too much stress.
This was known issue so Yi could add nothing else.
« I hate seeing you hurting like this… »
Would have said 'I love you' it would have hit all the same. Yasuo felt this affection coiling gently within him but also aching for causing such worry.
« Doesn't hurt…Well, not yet. I just feel like I ran all day. » This was getting unbearable, he had to say it. « Baby, kiss me please… ? »
« Oh, of course. » A bit of no luck that they came so close and hadn't kissed yet. Surely Yi was too worried to even think of it.
Or scared to even try. This could be true, Yasuo had to accept it.
Next instant, lips met his with that expected care Yi would display in unsure times. So Yasuo would have to hurry him a little, show it was fine. That he yearned for him and this kiss was like fresh water in the middle of a summer night. Even went to deepen it, tongue asking to enter. And Yi allowed this, despite how cautious he was. No doubt he put a limit somewhere, as long as they didn't cross it.
Yes…
Not too slow, since he led him there and not so light. They went on like this for a time, too happy to bask into contact. Yasuo ended up clinging to him like he could, moves made difficult but this was all he wanted.
When they parted, he tried to keep Yi right there but he put some small distance anyway. Laying this very worried gaze over him.
« It's fine, fine…Come to bed ? » After all, this was what they were here to do.
« Yes. » Truly precious, in every aspect of his love. A smile, tired and worried but still a smile. Then Yi looked elsewhere, lower and spoke again : « It's sleep time, my lady. »
Ah yes. Could have forgotten her. « Can you like… move her somewhere else ? Or bring her pillow here, so she doesn't come in bed ? »
Not against their beautiful cat but right now Yasuo wouldn't bear another warm ball in bed. Already to sleep with someone else wasn't so enjoyable in the question of temperature.
This request seemed to work for Yi, getting up and leaving the room shortly. He came back with said pillow, one sacrificed to their cat. Not that it stopped her from sleeping everywhere else but she had her payment.
Lily merely made a small noise somehow sad when she was picked up then put with care on the pillow brought specifically for her. In hope this would keep her for a time. If correctly done, this difficult move could convince their cat not to move and just lie further on the pillow.
Yi looked at her for a time, waiting for any reaction or show of displeasure. From his lazy spot in bed, Yasuo watched this small scene with mild interest. It was more about his concern of not being bothered later.
Then success, Lily seemed comfortable enough and ready to nap right there. Yi stood again and went on his late routine.
Light down, he made it to bed and managed to lie down. In that increasingly warm time, Yasuo moved on the mattress to avoid the full contact but he still faced the latter.
« Good night Yi… » Gently he reached for the latter. Contact always felt like too hot and difficult to stand but he wanted to at least hold him.
And the grasp was accepted, hand over his in the dark. Some shifting nearby then Yasuo registered a kiss pressed to his lips. Short, lingering for a few seconds then gone. But it made him feel soft inside just to experience that. A mere kiss yet it was given out of love.
Then a whisper, so so close : « Good night, love… »
Their grasp held, tightened a little as to acknowledge his kindness.
It wasn't hell yet but Yasuo was sure it was coming. Now it was time to bet on how long he would be kept awake. And if he would require the damned painkillers. Nearby, Yi curled into the blanket he had all for himself, while he kept Yasuo's hand in his.
At least he wasn't truly alone.