Drabble the Sixth -Tea
Misery loves company, or so the saying went. And while Subaru and Kamui each had their share of misery, Subaru didn't think they needed to share everything. The cold that plagued them currently, for instance; Subaru would have been perfectly all right with Kamui sharing it with someone else.
"Subaru? Do you want some tea?" Kamui called from the kitchen, launching into a fit of sneezing as soon as the words made it out of his mouth.
"No." Subaru shouted back, wincing at how rough his voice sounded.
A few moments later, Kamui poked his head into the bedroom, the cloying scent of honey and strong chamomile wafting in with him. "Are you sure? It will help your throat."
"Kamui. I don't like chamomile. And since that's all you'll brew, I don't want any."
"Chamomile is good for colds." Kamui's voice gained an edge.
"I will make myself some coffee."
"No cream."
"I like cream in my coffee."
"Milk will make the cough worse."
Subaru opened his mouth for a biting retort, but his plan was foiled by the coughs that chose that moment to tear their way through his lungs. He bent double, trying to relieve some of the stress from chest muscles already exhausted past complaint. The bed dipped beside him, and a hand rubbed the small of his back soothingly.
"How about black tea?" Kamui suggested between sniffles, attempting a compromise.
"No honey."
Kamui sighed; obviously thinking Subaru was being stubborn, but agreeing at last. "Sure. It would be good for the cough though."
"Kamui…"