Hello! Another SatoSugu sickfic! I don't respond to emails or gmails.

I don't own characters except my little GojoGeto stuffies.


Waking up first thing in the morning to a sore throat, runny clogged nose, and the exhuasted feeling that comes with it all.

"...fuckin' great..." Satoru tried to mumble aloud, but it seemed his throat wasn't having that, and triggered a coughing fit.

Suguru, who was out in the living room watching videos, (He would have stayed in the bedroom but didn't want to wake Satoru), heard muffled coughing from the room. He paused the video. Was that Satoru? He got up and slowly waked in.

"Satoru? You alright?"He asked, seeing him laying in bed on his side.

"hm? y-yea, jus' got somthin' in my thoat.." He now was just realizing how horribly hoarse his voice was. "I'm fine, I-I-" This caused another coughing fit, as he curled up more in the blanket.

Suguru, seeing and realizing he was clearly sick with something, rubbed his back slowly to help it stop. After it eventually did, Satoru looked up at him in a half "You don't have to help me" and "Thank you, don't leave me"

Suguru went into the small bathroom connected to their room, found some cold medicine, and gave it to him.

"At least you're not running a temputure... but you should still just rest for the day." Suguru said as Satoru took the pills.

"I'm fine Suguru..."

"You should hear what your voice sounds like... You want anything to eat or something for breakfast?"

"... Macoroni..."

"... thats not exactly breakfast... hmm.. whatever. Sure. This one time."

Satoru waited until Suguru was done making macoroni for breakfast. Once he was, he sat up agaisnt the wall of the bed to eat it. So, the two grown men had Macoroni and cheese for breakfast.

After that, Satoru enjoyed Suguru taking care if him for the day. Suguru occasionaly cheaked his temputure every now and then.

It seemed to be only a cold, so he wasn't all that worried about it. Everyone catches one.

".. Suguru.. You're gonna get sick if you sleep nexta me..." Satoru said as Suguru layed down next to him. He very much wanted him to stay, but knew it probably wasn't the beat idea.

" Ah, It's fine" Suguru pulled the covers up more. "The couch is uncomfortable anyway"

So, the two feel asleep side by side as always.


Suguru was awoken by panting and soft whimpers, and looked over to see Satoru sweaty and in-pain looking.

He felt his forehead. Yep. Fever. 100% fever.

"Satoru" He said softy, trying to calm him.

He seemed to know Suguru was awake and there, but kept his eyes sqeezed shut.

Suguru got up and got a damp washcloth and put it on Satoru's forehead, which seemed to calm him a bit.

He slowly stroked his hair, trying the best he could to make him relaxed. It seemed to work for a bit, only for him to start turning over back and forth,curling up in almost a ball.

Suguru found fever medicine and offered it to him. "Here, this'll make you feel better, 'k?" He offered him water to swallow it. "And maybe drink some of this, too"

He helped Satoru sit up and take it. Satoru then continued sipping the water, until he refused anymore.

"Just rest, alright?" Suguru said soothingly as he guided Satoru back down. He pulled the covers up over him and re-dampened the cloth. For a while, it seemed to put him to sleep, until he heard the little whinpers again, signaling he was in more pain.

Suguru cheaked his temputure, seeing it wasn't getting higher, but it definately wasn't going away. He sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his hair and trying to relax him. "It's alright,... here, you should probably drink more of the w-"

Suddenly Satoru's eyes flew open as he sat up, covering his mouth with his hand. Suguru was about to say somthing when he dashed out of the room into the tiny bathroom and threw up all he had had that day.

Suguru followed him, rubbing his back and hoping he wouldn't have see him in this condition all night.

He waited a while after Satoru seemed to be done, just panting and occasionally spitting.

"Are you alright?" Suguru asked. Obviously he wasn't, but the question translated in both minds as "You wanna lay down again?"

"Nnnnn..." He hung his head over the bowl, pressed up agaisn't his elbows and nearly falling asleep. "I th-think s-so.. .. Will this ever e-end?"

"Of course it will. In the morining I'm sure you'll feel a lot better"

"K-kay... I think I-I... unnh... n-not again-ulp- *Blaarrghh*"

Suguru rubbed his back more, ending up leaning against him as he rubbed his stomach too.

"Unnhh... unhh... S-Suguru..."

"Yea?" He answered.

"I wish it was m-morning... M-make it st-stop... unnh... " He gagged a couple times, but only bringing up saliva. "Can this just e-end...?"

"I wish it could, Satoru... I really wish it could.." He was now basically hugging him from behind. "I hate to see you in so much pain..."

Luckily his blush was hidden by his flushed cheeks. "S-Suguru... you don't hafta take c-care of m-me... I c-can- urk, *Blaaaarrfghh*... unnnh... unnhhhh.. "

"Satoru, I want to. I wouldn't be able to focus on anything else if you were like this" Suguru reassured him, rubbing his stomach.

"Unnnh... th-thank y-you for... staying h-here... with m-me..."

"Of course Satoru." He hugged tighter.

"Unnh... Unnh.. I-I th-think.. its.. over..." He said after a while.

They waited a bit to make sure, and after nothing coming up, they went back in bed.

Suguru tucked him in and held his hand for comfort.

They slept together the whole night holding hands, never waking until morning.

When Suguru woke up, he cheaked Satoru's forehead to see that it was much cooler, and he looked more peacefull as he slept.