Story: Every Waking Moment
Rating: K-T (it'll vary)
Word count: 330
Pairings (throughout the story): HatorixTohru, with mentions of KyoxKagura and YukixMachi
A/N: None. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket.
F is for "Flu"
"H-Hatori, you don't have to stay." She was sick. Her face looked red beyond belief, her nose was clogged, her voice was disgusting. He looked at the thermometer—101.2. She definitely had the flu.
"A few days off will not hurt my patients. They will understand," he saw her grabbing for more tissues and rubbing her nose.
"Y-Yeah, but I-I can take care of myse—choo!" She rubbed her nose again. He shook his head.
"You need rest, Tohru. Let me take care of you, just this once," he pulled the covers up to her chest and she groaned.
"I don't w-want you to get sick, too," she moved her head and slunk under the covers more.
"I will not get sick. I barely get sick," she held a tissue up to her nose. She didn't want to sneeze on him (but she sneezed on her hand more).
"B-But you don't have to stay in bed with me!" That was true. He would've liked to cook some meals for her, prepare a hot washcloth to put on her head, clean the house for her, do some of his (and her) laundry, grab some antibiotics to keep the illness from being terrible…but he just warmed up to the idea of staying in bed with her.
He leaned against his arm and watched her close her eyes. She moved closer to him, and he welcomed her presence. He didn't really care if she got him sick, too. But she'd worry anyway, even if he didn't get sick. He situated himself so his arm was underneath him, and his head was sharing her pillow. He let his other arm wrap around her waist.
"I know," he whispered, "but I can't help being around you, sick or not," she leaned her head into his chest and was fast asleep. Hatori closed his eyes and knew he shouldn't be relaxing—he had plenty to worry about. But he warmed up to the idea. He followed.
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