A/N: Typed this with one hand. Other hand is currently missing in action.
By the way, I love ambiguity. And I'm craving yakitori.
003: DELIRIOUS (3/3)
Kazuho finally left from her latest impromptu house call after making Yukimi swear to feed Yoite three times a day and informing Yoite himself that she'd be bringing new pills for him by Thursday. Yukimi sighed when she left, rubbing his forehead. "I've got to go eat out for my article. What do you want me to bring you back?"
Yoite brushed past the older ninja, crouching down in his usual corner of the room. "Yakitori." He folded his legs up to his chin and wrapped his arms around them before letting his cheek rest atop his knees.
Yukimi lowered his hand. "Oi. If you're going to sleep, why don't you do it in a bed?"
Yoite shifted his head so that his bangs fell into his eyes. There was only one bed- Yukimi's. He decided not to grace the inane suggestion with a comment. Something caught in his chest and he coughed instead. No blood this time.
"Or at least the couch. You don't have to sleep on the floor, you know."
Yoite stared at Yukimi through his hair. The man huffed, turning to gather up his bag with all his surface job gear. "Damn brat. Just trying to look out for you."
Yoite reached his conclusion as Yukimi slammed the front door closed.
He was delirious.
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