Reita/Ruki, PG, "Crimson" (Sort of crackish)
ADORABLE FLUFFYNESS AHEAD!
"Come on, Ru. Time to get up." Reita passed the doorway of the bedroom just to throw a pillow at the half-awake Ruki. A groan followed him in the hallway, accompanied by a rather alarming cough.
A rather sick, icky sounding cough.
Sighing, Reita went into the kitchen to grab his cell phone off the counter. Kai would need to be alerted first then he would get to play nurse for Ruki. (Which was an oddly exciting thought) On the third dial tone, the drummer picked up.
"Reita?"
"Hey Kai, I just wanted to let you know that Ruki won't be able to make it to practice." The bassist said apologetically.
"Don't you mean 'Ruki and I won't be able to make it'?" Kai laughed. Reita grimaced. Of course he would see that a sick Ruki couldn't be left alone. The bassist scratched his head and attempted a cheery tone.
"Of course! Want me to keep you updated on him?"
"That would be great. I'll stop by later with some medicine for him." Kai said. Reita could vaguely hear Aoi saying something in the background that sounded like "They're probably taking the day off just to-" He forgot about it when he heard a cough coming from directly behind him. Reita jumped, dropping the phone and causing the battery to fall out of the back of it. He stopped to grab the pieces and straightened himself up, gazing at the currently adorable vocalist.
Other than Ruki's annoyed facial expression, it was hard not to find a reason not to smile at him. He had the blanket from the bed wrapped around him, making something of a robe with a hood. His cheeks were rosy and he was shivering slightly. Ruki's usually styled blondish hair was all rumpled and messy. Reita resisted the very unmanly urge to squeal and grab him.
"I feel fine. No reason to call Kai over it." He grumbled.
"You're sick." Reita told him. The bassist grabbed his hand and led him back to bed. "You shouldn't be sick. We have a live in three days. You need to get better."
Whump.
Ruki's hand slipped from his as he tumbled to the floor.
"You shouldn't be walking so fast!" The vocalist spat, from under the mass of black blanket. "You know how I'm clumsy in the morning!" Reita crouched to his level, nearly pressing his head against the floor. Ruki looked adorable in this position too, cheek smushed against the carpet and a cute pout on his lips.
"Well, maybe you are fine. Other than the coughing, the fever and the shivering." Reita mused.
"Alright! Alright! I don't feel fine! Okay? Are you happy?" Ruki moaned, rubbing his cheek against the flooring. "My nose is stuffy. I'm coughing up a storm. I'm all shaky and I want to sleep!" He pulled the blanket up to his ears and added, "And I want my Reita."
"Then you shall have your Reita." The bassist picked him up and brought him to bed. Ruki curled up under the covers and let out one of those god awful coughs. "If you get me sick, you're screwed." Reita pulled the shirt he was wearing off and got in beside him. He smiled as Ruki grabbed him around the waist and pulled Reita to him. Reita wrapped his arms around the vocalist and buried his face in his hair.
"I had a witty comment to respond to that threat but I'll keep it to myself." Ruki pressed his lips to the base of his throat. "Now I can actually sleep."
"So can I." Reita closed his eyes and listened to Ruki's steady breathing (besides the once-in-a-few-dozen-breaths coughs). It was an easy lullaby that almost instantly put him to sleep.