Advantages of Getting Sick- KanonxMiku
Title: Advantages of Getting Sick[1/1]
Author: ryuutsuki
Theme: 040. Sickness
Rating: PG
Pairing: KanonxMiku
Band[s]: AnCafe (Antikku Café)
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is all fictional.
Comments: Sequel to If the Rain Keeps Falling. Ha ha…*has completely nothing to say*
Miku sneezed once again. Every since Kanon took him out in the rain yesterday, he didn’t realized he was sneezing every few minutes after fifteen minutes of leaving the apartment. Was it just him or was he easy at catching colds?
Maybe it was just him…or maybe the weather hated him. Either way, it resulted in a cold.
Although sick, he was feeling quite happy that he had been able to spend some time with the bassist. And with all the tours and traveling the band had planned to set out, who knows when will they be able to spend some quality time together?
The vocalist sighed heavily as he glanced down at the crumpled tissue in his hand, his shoulders slumped. Right now, he wished he had a television in front of the bed…or something to pass the time besides sneezing like crazy. Okay, he knew he needed rest but…where’s the fun in that? Maybe some company might be nice…
Miku plucked out another tissue from the tissue box on the drawer besides the bed he was sitting on. Of all the times to get sick…he wondered if Kanon caught a cold too. Speaking of which, where is Kanon?
If the bassist didn’t get sick, then this might be an opportunity to sue him. After all, Kanon did say that he could sue him if he gets sick during their little outing.
Looking around in slight confusion, Miku kept wondering about Kanon. Didn’t he say he’s going to get something for a minute? It’s been about three minutes, yes, but he knew he was never a quiet or patient person. Miku began to feel restless.
From the drawer, he then pulled out his cell phone. Staring at it as though in a trance, he contemplated whether to call the bassist or not. After a few seconds of debating, he dialed.
After the second ring, a voice was heard from the other line. “Yes, Miku-chan?”
“Ka-“ The brunette’s voice was raspy and so, he cleared his throat before continuing to speak. “Ka…non-chan? Where are you?”
“Hm? I’m in the kitchen. Why?”
It just dawned to Miku. What’s the use of calling when he’s right in the other room??
“Eh…j-just wondering where you’re at?” the vocalist replied, feeling dumbstruck.
The bassist gave an amused chuckle. “Right, well, you’re going to waste money if you’re just calling me from my bedroom. Daijobu, I’ll come by soon.”
“Em…o…kay.”
Miku hanged up as he stared down at his cell, eyes widened. Um…oops?
And just as Kanon promised, he arrived a minute later, carrying a tray with a bowl of soup and tea. He strode over and placed it onto the vocalist lap with a small but amused smile.
Raising an eyebrow, Miku lifted the cup of tea and took a small whiff of the scent. Pouting, he looked up and said bluntly, “I don’t like tea.”
“Hm…I know that. But tea’s good for you. You should drink it in order to get better quickly.” The raven-haired man replied.
“But-But…it’s tea.” The other tried to reason.
“Point being?” Kanon asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I…don’t want it.”
“Just drink it. It’s not going to hurt you or anything.”
“I think it might if I accidentally spilled this all over me and scalded myself.”
The bassist sighed. Miku’s starting to get whiny…
“So…what do you want me to do about it?”
Glancing down, the brunette replied, “Throw this away.”
“No.”
Frowning at his cup, the sick vocalist decided on another method. “Help me drink this then.”
Blinking repeatedly, Kanon tilted his head at him. Help him drink? How?
“…I suppose that won’t be a problem…but how?”
Miku grinned mischievously. “You drink it first…then help me.”
Catching on to the vocalist’s little trick, the bassist returned the grin. “You’re pretty sneaky.”
“Only when I want to be.”
“Which is every time you’re alone with me.”
“Yep. How’d you guess?”
Kanon laughed as he sat on the bed and carefully held the cup of tea from Miku’s hands to his lips. Taking small amount of sips, he then placed the cup on the tray and leaned towards the vocalist.
Smiling happily, Miku also leaned forward. As their lips pressed against each other, Kanon released the warm liquid into the brunette’s mouth. He then felt vibration from the vocalist as he hummed in content.
By the time they parted, the bassist asked, “Better now?”
“Mm-hmm” was the reply.
“Good. Now drink your soup.” Kanon pointed at the bowl.
Still smiling, although smugly, Miku replied, “Help me drink it then.”
The End
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Author: ryuutsuki
Theme: 040. Sickness
Rating: PG
Pairing: KanonxMiku
Band[s]: AnCafe (Antikku Café)
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is all fictional.
Comments: Sequel to If the Rain Keeps Falling. Ha ha…*has completely nothing to say*
Miku sneezed once again. Every since Kanon took him out in the rain yesterday, he didn’t realized he was sneezing every few minutes after fifteen minutes of leaving the apartment. Was it just him or was he easy at catching colds?
Maybe it was just him…or maybe the weather hated him. Either way, it resulted in a cold.
Although sick, he was feeling quite happy that he had been able to spend some time with the bassist. And with all the tours and traveling the band had planned to set out, who knows when will they be able to spend some quality time together?
The vocalist sighed heavily as he glanced down at the crumpled tissue in his hand, his shoulders slumped. Right now, he wished he had a television in front of the bed…or something to pass the time besides sneezing like crazy. Okay, he knew he needed rest but…where’s the fun in that? Maybe some company might be nice…
Miku plucked out another tissue from the tissue box on the drawer besides the bed he was sitting on. Of all the times to get sick…he wondered if Kanon caught a cold too. Speaking of which, where is Kanon?
If the bassist didn’t get sick, then this might be an opportunity to sue him. After all, Kanon did say that he could sue him if he gets sick during their little outing.
Looking around in slight confusion, Miku kept wondering about Kanon. Didn’t he say he’s going to get something for a minute? It’s been about three minutes, yes, but he knew he was never a quiet or patient person. Miku began to feel restless.
From the drawer, he then pulled out his cell phone. Staring at it as though in a trance, he contemplated whether to call the bassist or not. After a few seconds of debating, he dialed.
After the second ring, a voice was heard from the other line. “Yes, Miku-chan?”
“Ka-“ The brunette’s voice was raspy and so, he cleared his throat before continuing to speak. “Ka…non-chan? Where are you?”
“Hm? I’m in the kitchen. Why?”
It just dawned to Miku. What’s the use of calling when he’s right in the other room??
“Eh…j-just wondering where you’re at?” the vocalist replied, feeling dumbstruck.
The bassist gave an amused chuckle. “Right, well, you’re going to waste money if you’re just calling me from my bedroom. Daijobu, I’ll come by soon.”
“Em…o…kay.”
Miku hanged up as he stared down at his cell, eyes widened. Um…oops?
And just as Kanon promised, he arrived a minute later, carrying a tray with a bowl of soup and tea. He strode over and placed it onto the vocalist lap with a small but amused smile.
Raising an eyebrow, Miku lifted the cup of tea and took a small whiff of the scent. Pouting, he looked up and said bluntly, “I don’t like tea.”
“Hm…I know that. But tea’s good for you. You should drink it in order to get better quickly.” The raven-haired man replied.
“But-But…it’s tea.” The other tried to reason.
“Point being?” Kanon asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I…don’t want it.”
“Just drink it. It’s not going to hurt you or anything.”
“I think it might if I accidentally spilled this all over me and scalded myself.”
The bassist sighed. Miku’s starting to get whiny…
“So…what do you want me to do about it?”
Glancing down, the brunette replied, “Throw this away.”
“No.”
Frowning at his cup, the sick vocalist decided on another method. “Help me drink this then.”
Blinking repeatedly, Kanon tilted his head at him. Help him drink? How?
“…I suppose that won’t be a problem…but how?”
Miku grinned mischievously. “You drink it first…then help me.”
Catching on to the vocalist’s little trick, the bassist returned the grin. “You’re pretty sneaky.”
“Only when I want to be.”
“Which is every time you’re alone with me.”
“Yep. How’d you guess?”
Kanon laughed as he sat on the bed and carefully held the cup of tea from Miku’s hands to his lips. Taking small amount of sips, he then placed the cup on the tray and leaned towards the vocalist.
Smiling happily, Miku also leaned forward. As their lips pressed against each other, Kanon released the warm liquid into the brunette’s mouth. He then felt vibration from the vocalist as he hummed in content.
By the time they parted, the bassist asked, “Better now?”
“Mm-hmm” was the reply.
“Good. Now drink your soup.” Kanon pointed at the bowl.
Still smiling, although smugly, Miku replied, “Help me drink it then.”
The End
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