Title:Infectious
Author:
himenojigoku Rating: PG
Pairings: A little ToraxSaga
Comments: Well I slept most of the day :P So here is the Tora part of my little Flu fics :)
Tora lay in bed, nose stuffed, red face, monster headache, chest aching, with severe eye bags.
He was the first to feel ill.
They were all drinking together after a live when he felt his nose get stuffy. Allergies. He thought. Then as he was falling asleep on the bus it got cold. A few hours later he was so hot that his t-shirt was soaked with sweat. And when Saga felt his forehead he was on fire. Tora has the worst case of the flu. To make matters worse, he was pretty sure he was the cause of the band getting sick. Everyone, except Saga, either had a runny nose, headache or cough after they were around him.
The rhythm guitarist groaned as he turned over. He had an arm over his eyes. The sun was shining through his apartment window keeping him awake. Tora breathed through his mouth. Every bone in his body was tired, not just from being sick but from the tour. Maybe that was why he got sick? Not enough Vitamin C? They hadn't been eating breakfast much. He heard the door of his room open.
"Tora-shi, you need to eat something~" Saga singed as he sat a bowl of soup beside the sickly person. "Come on." He tried to lift the bigger male up off the pillows.
Tora was in nothing but a tank and some boxer shorts but it felt like 100 degrees. "Leave me alone."
Saga huffed as he got Tora in a sitting position. "You haven't eaten anything today. You won't get better if you starve yourself."
As much as Saga was right, the reason Tora hadn't eaten anything was because he didn't have the strength to move out the bed. "Geez you sound like my mother."
"Well, someone needs to be the responsible one here since you can't take care of yourself." Saga propped pillows behind the tiger.
Tora grunted in response. He didn't have the energy to argue. His head was pounding and the light was beginning to irritate his open eyes. "Ugh, can you close the curtains?"
Saga went and pulled the thick brown curtains shut. "Did you even take any medicine?"
Tora was grateful for the darkness. He sighed. "Some nightquil..."
Saga tsked as he put the covers back on Tora's lap. He picked the big spoon with noodles and held it against Tora's mouth. "Say ah~"
Had this been any other person Tora would punch them dead in the face. He bit the spoon none the less and the soup was soothing to his dry throat.
"Have you drunk any water?" Saga fed one of his closest friends. Tora shook his head as he began to feel sleepy. The chicken broth was warm in his stomach. Saga brushed back some of his hair as he fed him the last spoonful. "Well you should at least drink a bottle. That's probably why your fever is still high."
Tora made the 'whateveridon'tcare' noise. "Okay Saga-chan may I please go back to sleep?" His eyes were already closed as he sank back underneath the covers.
Saga kissed his cheek. "I'll be here when you wake up. Go to sleep Tora-shi."
Tora was already gone.
*I was sleepy so sorry for the grammar >.< what do you guys think? Hiroto will get done later today at a more sane hour xD
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