A/N: Shinigami means death god, in case you didn't know.
According to myanimelist net, chikuzenni is Yoite's favorite food. I don't know if this is true, but since chikuzenni is a chicken stew and thus appropriate for combating colds, I'm using it.
The color of sickness, lemonade, and happiness.
013: YELLOW (3/10)
When he was eight, he'd gotten the flu. Every part of him had ached, and he'd been too scared to fall asleep because he worried he'd stop breathing. On the second day, Tsukasa heard him sneezing and came down to the basement with miso soup and medicine he'd bought from the drug store with his allowance. He visited again on the third day, and on the fourth, and on the fifth Tsukasa became sick as well.
After that, he was denied food for a week and Tsukasa was no longer allowed in the basement where the Shinigami dwelled.
Yoite wondered when Yukimi and all the others would realized that all he could do was cause pain.
"Here."
Yoite turned his head and came face-to-face with a steaming mug of lemonade. He accepted it from Yukimi, wrapping his hands around it tightly, but didn't drink.
"After the mission, I'm supposed to stop by the editor's office to pick up some materials."
Yoite nodded, sinking a little further into the pillows.
Yukimi screwed the top back onto the cough syrup and picked up the tray. "But I'm gonna come back here and make chikuzenni instead, so you'd better be well enough to eat it."
He couldn't stop himself from turning to stare at the man. Yukimi scowled awkwardly and headed out of the room. "Okay? So get some sleep."
Yoite lifted the lemonade to his lips to conceal his grin.
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