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8. Soup
Yuuri moved around the kitchen as he made a very famous soup. It was chicken noodle soup. Viktor had gotten sick and Yuuri had made him a lunch.
Yuuri was surprised that this was the first time it had happened with Viktor's antics.
Yuuri plated Viktor's meal on a tray. Homemade soup and seltzer water and a few crackers.
"Viktor, wake up please." Yuuri pleaded with the sleeping man as he brought lunch.
"What? Yuuri? Is something going on?" Viktor asked as he woke up not processing the situation at all.
"I brought you lunch. Please try to eat it at least." Yuuri asked of Viktor.
"Yuuri I am really tired let me sleep," Viktor whined at him while burying his head in the pillows.
"You need to keep your strength up to fight this bug so that you cam get better and not worse." Yuuri reasoned while Viktor hid in the bed.
"I'll be fine." Viktor tried to placate a growing frustrated Yuuri.
"Viktor! Thinking you can do whatever and have no consequences led to you getting sick!" Yuuri fumed at Viktor.
"Yuuri, please don't get mad at me," Viktor begged.
"Try to eat your food, it will help," Yuuri said as he calmed down.
Viktor sat up in the bed and Yuuri gave him the lunch tray.
"I will come if you call or in an hour. Is that good Viktor?" Yuuri asked.
"That is fine. You know you make a nice soup, my Yuuri."