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It started with mild coughing and a sneeze. Ren never does that, Goro realizes. He’ll be fine he says. It’s just allergies he says.
Ren was not fine.
It wasn’t just allergies it turns out. Goro did his best to take care of him. He would bring him some canned soup, usually way too hot for Ren to even sip at first, but he tried! He would bring whatever Ren needed, but a couple days of running back and forth for him, he soon found himself bedridden next to his husband. Whatever Ren had, Goro had unfortunately caught it too.
As they lay in bed together, Goro frumps about his circumstances.
“Hmph… I’m not supposed to get sick… I’m supposed to take care of you…” he rasps.
“Goro…” Ren whimpers, lightly holding his hand, “it’ll be okay…”
“My nose is stuffy…” Goro whines.
“Mine too…”
“And my stomach is churning…”
“I know sweetheart…”
“My throat feels like fire…” he continues to cry.
“I know… mine too, honey…”
“Honey isn’t a bad idea, actually.”
Morgana hops onto the edge of the bed, “you two are so pitiful right now, I don’t even feel like I can ask for food.”
“Morgana…” Ren quietly calls, “can you check if we have honey..?”
“Have you forgotten I don’t have opposable thumbs? I can’t even open the pantry door!” he mewls, “I think it’s time you called on someone to help you and I should probably stay with someone or I’ll starve to death!”
Goro grumbles, but the damn cat is right. He could starve to death for all he cared, but they did need help. He picks up his phone and gives the only other person besides Ren he’d trust with his life a call.
“Ann…” Goro groans as soon as he hears her pick up.
Ugh. He hates sounding so weak.
“Goro! Oh no did you catch what Ren had? You said he had it bad…” Ann’s perky yet concerned voice is nice on Goro’s ears, “don’t say another word. I can tell your throat hurts! I will bring you some medicine.”
Ren grabs the phone from Goro, “take… Mona…”
Goro just glares over at him, but he’ll pay him back for this later. Right now, they need to focus on getting better.
“Sure I will take Morgana off your hands for you.”
Morgana trills and purrs happily.
“I’ll be sure to take him to Futaba’s. I’ll be a little busy.”
“Lady Ann, how cruel!” the cat cries.
Ann hangs up and Goro puts the phone down and settles back into the blankets. Everything hurts. His skin feels taut, his muscles ache, he’s hot, he’s cold, he’s fucking miserable.
“Goroooo…” Ren gasps in pain.
“I’m here, Ren… Ann is on her way.”
Goro snuggles up to him. Even though Ren feels like a space heater, Goro still welcomes his presence.
“I love you, Goro…”
“I know you do.”
Goro caresses Ren’s cheek and presses his sweaty forehead against his own. He gives him a light kiss on his reddened nose. Ren sniffles and smiles meekly.
“I feel like I’m dying…”
“Well you’re not going to die because if you do, I will kill you myself.”
Ren chuckles weakly.
Morgana nestles in between them, “ugh. You two are both lovesick idiots. Get some rest until Lady Ann gets here.”
Goro silently agrees as he closes his eyes, a hand resting on Ren’s hand, reassuring him that he’ll be okay.
“I love you too.” he finally says quietly and falls asleep.