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Something was off. It was already morning, and Yuuri was in a similar place when he lay down last evening. Perfectly rested, without any weight on him. He remembered that his fiance was going to bed with him, and when he turned his head, he was able to see his silhouette lying next to him. But he was motionless, and there wasn't even any sound typical for sleeping ex-prince.
His body broke into a cold sweat when he stood up and took the cowers off the blonde's head. Leaning over the other boy's body and watching carefully, he slowly relaxed when he saw that Wolfram was still breathing. But his anxiety didn't disappear completely.
Wolfram was sweating heavily, his breathing was shallow, and his face flushed. After placing his hand on the blonde's forehead, Yuuri confirmed that he also had a high fever.
When the double black was trying to figure out what to do, the person below him squeezed her eyes shut and then slowly opened them. A pair of glazed emerald eyes looked at him, making him suddenly stunned.
„Your Majesty?"
Yuuri jumped away and off the bed like burned. He looked around the room, panicked, to find Conrad standing near the door.
„Is everything alright?"
„It isn't! Conrad, we need to call Gisela! Wolfram is sick!" He was swinging his arms around, trying to explain the situation.
The older man knitted his eyebrows and walked over to the bed. He placed his hand on his brother's forehead, and he looked like he had become even more concerned.
The blonde had his eyes open, but he didn't seem to be fully conscious. His gaze wandered around the room without looking at anything particular.
„You stay here, Your Majesty. I will call the medics."
Conrad went outside, leaving the Maou alone.
Yuuri sat down on the bed next to his fiance, who didn't acknowledge his presence. Taking the golden strands off the wet forehead, he was praying it wasn't anything serious. He had never seen Wolfram being sick. Actually, the blonde was so strong and tough that he didn't even think he might get sick. But now, he was lying on the bed with an overheated body, looking fragile and valuable, probably not even knowing what was happening.
He clenched his fists, determined. The blonde was always looking after him, in his own way. Now, it was Yuuri's turn to take care of him. He was going to nurse his fiance back to health, and maybe thanks to this, he will be looking more responsible in his eyes.
Gisela entered the room and chesed him away out of the room. When the double black found himself in the hallway, he started panicking again.
„I took him to Earth not long time ago. What if he caught there something?" He was walking circles and talking to Conrad, who was standing next to the door. „Earth diseases could be deadly for people here. It might be like Columb and America. A simple cold can kill you. Ahh, what was I thinking? I shouldn't be taking him to Earth. Now he's going to die because of me!"
„Yuuri, stop panicking. Wolfram isn't that weak."
„If you are weak or not doesn't matter here! If you catch a disease that your body isn't familiar with, you are going to struggle no matter how much you were training!" He placed his hands on his head, feeling like tearing his hair out of his head. How was he supposed to look Conrad and Gwendal in the face after being the cause of their brother daying out of sickness? And it wasn't even out on the battlefield, so they couldn't even tell that it was an honorable death.
The door to his chambers opened when he was in the middle of splattering, and Gisela emerged out of the room.
„He will be fine." She said, seeing his panicked face. „He just needs a lot of rest. He is asleep now but will need to eat something when he wakes up." The last part she directed to Conrad.
Yuuri wanted to check on Wolfram himself, but gunter showed out of nowhere and took him to do his paperwork. So he was stuck behind his desk, but his work seemed not to progress at all. And when Gwendal found out, he needed to correct all his documents anyway because most of it was gibberish with Wolfram's name written here and there, he finally let him out.
Finally finding himself back in his chambers, he discovered nobody was there. The soldiers stationing beside his door told him that Wolfram was moved to his own room.
It wasn't something Yuuri was happy with, and he even wondered about moving his fiance back, but as he wandered through the hallways, he resigned from this idea. Moving the blonde around will probably only make him uncomfortable.
Not receiving any answer when he knocked at the door, Yuuri went inside. The room was dark, with the curtains shut tight. Moving slowly to the bed, he found Wolfram sleeping peacefully. His breath was even now, and he wasn't so sweaty.
Feeling relieved, the double black sat down on the bed and checked the boy's temperature. It was still very high. When he took away his hand, he noticed that Wolfram was awake and looking at him.
„I'm sorry I woke you up." He whispered.
The ex-prince shook his head and tried to lift himself. Yuuri helped him and then placed a bunch of cushions behind his back.
„Did you eat already? I'm going to ask maids to bring you something."
After staring at him for a moment, Wolfram just nodded his head. It was too dark in the room to see his expression, so Yuuri went to uncover the curtains.
„I will be right back, so don't move."
When he talked to one of the maids he found in the hallway, Yuuri returned to his previous seat.
He examined the face of a pretty boy in front of him. His eyes still were glazed, and his cheeks flushed. But he had a calm expression, and Yuuri had even an impression that Wolfram was looking at him a little curious.
„You… You know, who I'm, right?" He asked as a new wave of panic seized him. It got worse when the blonde tilted his head to one side and then the other. But after some moments of staring, the boy finally laughed. „Don't do this to me. I'm worrying here."
Wolfram laughed some more, but then it turned into the coughing. Drinking the water from the glass Yuuri handled him, he took deep breaths and slowly calmed down.
„Well, you will be fine if you feel like making fun of me." He placed the glass back on the nightstand.
A maid entered the room with a tray in her hands. Yuuri took it from her and placed the food on Wolfram's lap.
„Will you be able to eat himself?"
The blonde only nodded again and started to eat. His moves were slow, and his hand trembled slightly, but Yuuri decided not to interfere and only put the tray away when Wolfram finished eating.
„Do you need something?" He asked and instinctively tried to remove the hairs that got into Wolfram's eyes. When he did so, the ex-prince looked at him, surprised, and his gaze was much softer than his usually sharp one.
It took Yuuri a little aback, but in a positive way. It was good to know that Wolfram was more easy-going when sick, even though his not saying anything worried him a little.
„Your Majesty?"
For some reason, being interrupted again when staring at each other made Yuuri embarrassed. He let the healer chase him away from the room and was standing in the hallway trying to calm down his hearth, which he just now realized was beating incredibly fast. Being alone with Wolfram like that might be too dangerous.
Trying to reasonable that Wolfram was a boy seemed to not work on his body. He could repeat this in his head all he wanted, and he would still end up blushing and getting strange looks from his fiance. Even when Yuuri would make up a thousand excuses and strange explanations, he was still worried that finally, it would come the time when he won't be able to explain himself. And he didn't want this time to come when Wolfram was sick.
When Gisela came out, Yuuri thought about finding Conrad, but his godfather seemed to think about the same and arrived before him.
„If everything fine with Wolfram?" the man asked.
„He looked better than in the morning."
They both entered the room to find Wolfram in the same position Yuuri left him. Conrad sat down in the same place Yuuri was sitting before, so the Maou got himself a chair.
The soldier checked his brother's temperature, and when he didn't get any negative reaction from him, he started patting his head.
Looks like Conrad is enjoying Wolfram being sick, mused Yuuri, who found this scene adorable. Probably ex-prince behavior in this state was normal.
Observing from a distance and with a person between them, he felt more at ease, but the royal advisor didn't give his king much time for this. Gunter rushed into the room and demanded Yuuri's presence at the lessons. It was the most boring thing to do, but the double black didn't have much of a choice when his teacher was making so much noise. I might only disturb Wolfram's rest.
He was able to come back to his room after dinner. His fiance wasn't there for an obvious reason, and Yuuri crossed his hands on his chest, thinking. It wasn't that he couldn't sleep alone. He would thankfully do so. But Wolfram was still sick and needed someone to look after him. What if he got worse while sleeping? Or worse, he will stop breathing? There must be someone to call for help for him immediately.
Entering Wolfram's room and founding him already sleeping, Yuuri also went to bed and lay down beside the blonde. After ensuring that the patient was thoroughly covered in blankets, he went to sleep.
Some hours later, he woke up to rusting noises beside him. Opening his eyes, he found slowly sitting up Wolfram. Wanting to check on him, Yuuri also sat up and stretched out his hand, which touched a pink nightgown's sleeve. It was all wet.
„Ah, you need to get changed." He murmured, still half asleep, and got out of bed. „Take it off. I will bring you something."
With a lighted candle, Yuuri went to one of the dressers and started looking for some pajamas for change. Soon he found a simple peach nightgown, and when he took it out, something else caught his eyes.
He should also change his underwear, right? He thought while looking at the blonde, who was still slowly taking his clothes off. They had already bathed multiple times together, and he was used to seeing his fiance naked. But this and this is completely different. He could heel as his heart started beating faster, but he came to his senses. What are you thinking about? He is sick!
The double black grabbed some underwear without looking and returned to bed. He helped Wolfram change, being careful not to touch and not look at anything inappropriate, and collapsed on his side of the bed, emotionally exhausted, after that.
When he woke up again, Lord Waller was standing beside him.
„Good morning, Your Majesty."
„Good morning." Yuuri yawned and stood up.
„So this time, it's your turn to sneak into Wolfram's bedroom?"
„What are you talking about? I just thought that he needed someone to look after him! Look, he's still sick!" He started to explain himself, being louder than he intended and feeling like his face was turning red again. Until a pillow threw up on his face didn't silence him.
„You're loud." A muffled voice came from under the covers.
Conrad chuckled and took the pillow to place it back on the bed. „Looks like he's better."
It was only one day, and Yuuri didn't even have much time to spend with his sick fiance. He felt a little disappointed.