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Mydei was sick.
And he hated it, he had never been so sick in his life, so weak that he would need someone to take care of him.
Mydeimos was lying on a white bed with thick sheets that had figures of cats and flowers, Tribbie had chosen it for him.
It was filled with the smell of incense, I couldn't recognize the scent, but maybe it could be jasmine or roses. It was so suffocating but relaxing at the same time, at least it made him forget about his illness for a while.
In a nearby bed lay Cipher, she was fast asleep, the flu had hit her so hard that it robbed her of all her energy, ironic the swift thief had been robbed of his most precious asset: his energy.
They were both there to prevent the spread of the virus to the citizens of Amphoreus.
The door opened and revealed a bright presence: it was Phainon, The Savior of Amphoreus but right now: her savior.In his hands he held a box full of medicines, herbs, towels and other things that Hyacine and Anaxa probably entagled to treat Mydei's fever.
Mydei's cheeks were turned a color that varied between red and pink, a strange combination that made him look beautiful and feminine to anyone who saw him, so beautiful that his beauty could be compared to that of a god. Phainon noticing this, said in a tone of sarcasm.
"So quick to blush at my presence, King of Kremnos". This comment annoyed Mydei, but her anger did not bloom as the pain held her mind prisoner, only grunts and groans came out of her mouth, Mydei's eyes were dilated and seemed distant to Phainon's figure, besides his voice was distant in her mind.
Phainon placed a cold compress on Mydei's reddened forehead, an attempt to reduce the 40°C fever she was suffering from.
It was time for the sick person's lunch.
After a few minutes, the fever began to drop. Lunch time came, Mydei was seated at a table, on his right sat Cipher. On the table a soup was served, it was hot. Smoke escaped from the hot liquid and merged with the flowery incense, creating a warm but not suffocating atmosphere, but an embracing, familiar, distant feeling for Mydei. Phainon was behind Cipher's chair, helping her to eat the soup, blowing so that the heat would not burn the cat's tongue, and she in such a docile state accepted the spoonful of soup that painted her cheeks red.
Silly laughter came out of her mouth, Phainon laughed too, it was the first time she saw Cipher laugh. The cat's plate was empty, Phainon picked her up, guided her and put her hands on Cipher's shoulders. He laid her on his bed and kissed her on her cheek.
That's it Cipher, rest and steal sheep, Phainon said with a motherly voice, or so it seemed to Mydei, it reminded her of her mother. Mydei, after seeing this scene, tried to understand it, but the incense, the heat and the flu, blocked her senses, without realizing it, Phainon was behind her chair, with her hands on her shoulder. Mydei just rolled her eyes to watch him, trying to move her hands would be useless after all her body was tired and weakened, and also hungry.
Phainon leaned down and put his mouth close to her ear. "It's your turn to eat, king of Kremnos"The words were a mockery directed at Mydei, but he did not react, he only concentrated on the soup that rested in front of him. His stomach responded for him, he roared.
Phainon hearing it, laughed. You are so hungry and sick that your body must answer for you. The warm spoon fed the king, the king felt like a child. Although the soup was delicious, it was difficult to eat because of his swollen throat.
After finishing the soup, Phainon led him to his bed and covered him with the thick sheets. Look at this cat looks just like you, so cuddly. "When you're sick, you look like a cat, Mydei"
Shut up- He said stuttering from the cold, the windows were open to ventilate the room.
Look at you, you need a hot bath. You're shaking like a leaf.
A hot bath for your highness.
Sitting in a tub outside was Phainon, his hands were washing Mydei's hair. They were wetting Mydei's face.then his hands traveled down her body, washing every nook and cranny. This calmed Mydeimos pain a little. Baths were a source of relaxation for anyone in Amphoreus and more so if they could share it with a dearest person or capable of create romantic feelings.
Phainon continued to towel dry him, and brushed his hair.Mydei's hair was so silky, it was so well cared for.Who knew a king loved his hair so much. Her hair was so perfect, as perfect as Aglaea or even Mnestia.
She dressed him in a light blue robe, just like Amphoreus' sky. She laid him down on her bed and put a towel wet with warm water on him. Mydei was starting to feel good.
Phainon lay down next to him. Very close to him, very close to his personal space.
Shouldn't you be taking care of Cipher?
Cipher is recovering on her own, she's very tired, she's just sleeping. Besides she doesn't have a fever that refuses to go away.
I'm feeling better, I don't need your help Phainon.
So good you feel that your body is still trembling and your eyes are very dilated. As if you have seen the person you love the most
Shut your mouth Phainon or - Phainon placed a finger on his lips to shut him up
Shhh, Getting angry can make your sickness worse, my king. I can't sell you if you are sick.
Besides, your people need you. They need you healthy and strong.
You are right Phainon
I'm always right
You-
And so they fought, for a long time, with a hushed voice so as not to disturb Cipher. And they slept together, hugging each other to create warmth to beat the cold Amphoreus Night.
When the sun was rising on the sky, a murmur left Mydei lips, a romantic confession, I love you, Phainon, a silence confession, heard by Phainon. Mydei didn't realize he was awake.
Phainon answer to this word on his mind. "I love you too, King.