On one particular morning…

J wakes up early, turning to his partner. "Tsubasa?"

Hayakawa mutters, "Mm…"

J puts his hand on his lover's forehead, "You're burning up…" and gets up.

When Hayakawa tries to get up, J pushes him back down, "You have a fever…it's best to stay in bed."

Then, J leaves the room, leaving Hayakawa alone. He gets up though and goes to the kitchen.

J was currently calling Tachibana, "Yeah…Hayakawa's sick, so he won't be in today…Probably just a cold…Hai. Thanks for understanding. See you."

Then, he texts Haruto. J walks into the kitchen and sees Hayakawa up and about. Glaring, J orders him, "No! Get back to bed, Hayakawa-san."

Hayakawa pouts as J drags him back to bed by the hand. Once sure Hayakawa stayed put, J sighs. "Sorry…" Hayakawa sniffles, "But I can still…"

"Hayakawa-san…" J bluntly says, "Even Hotaru-kun could tip you over right now…so, get back to bed and stay there."

Hayakawa reluctantly obeys, his head lowered.

"It's not your fault… you're sick," J shakes his head at him, "I just called in sick for you at work, and I texted Haruto that I'll be taking care of you today…so don't worry about anything and just focus on getting better."

J goes to the kitchen and makes some soup. When he comes back into the bedroom, J brings a bowl of soup, a spoon, cold compresses, and a box of tissues.

He puts the box of tissues and cold compresses aside and helps Hayakawa eat the soup, hand feeding it to him.

"I can do this myself J…" Hayakawa complains, but J force feeds him the soup, letting him taste it, "This is delicious."

J smiles, "Thanks…" as he feeds Hayakawa another spoonful of soup.

Once the bowl of soup was gone, Hayakawa started to get drowsy. "You…put medicine in the soup, didn't you?"

"Guilty," J smirks, "but it worked when I was sick, so it'll work for you too."

Hayakawa grins, his eyes heavy as he tries to keep himself awake.

J lays him back down, and puts a cold compress on his forehead, "Just get some sleep…I'll be right beside you, OK?"

"OK…" Hayakawa mumbles as he falls asleep, his head hitting a pillow. Watching him sleep so soundly, J smiles.


A few hours later…

Hayakawa woke up, feeling better. As he gets up, a compress falls off his forehead, and he sees J asleep right next to him, "You're going to catch my cold, idiot," he smiles as he strokes J's hair.

J mumbles in his sleep, "Mm…Love you…Tsubasa…"

Hayakawa blushes, "I love you too, Kouma," and kisses his hair before falling back asleep.


The next day…

J really did catch Hayakawa's cold, so Hayakawa, having fully recovered, took care of him for the day. J pouts but is certainly enjoying the one-on-one attention even as Hayakawa gets back at him for the soup...by doing it to J.

"You…bastard," J mumbles as he quickly falls asleep. Hayakawa, of course, took pictures on his phone for reasons.

After that, the both of them vowed to try not to get sick again.