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“Bro, I’m not gonna be taking care of you when you get sick yo!”
Casey complained, followed by a sneeze.
“It’s cool brah…”
Mikey sighed, snuggling deeper into his ill boyfriend. Getting a chuckle out of Casey, the taller one wrapped his arm around him tighter, planting a light kiss on his forehead.
“Wow dude, ever heard of chapstick?”
The orange one laughed with a shit-eating grin. Casey looked down at him with a sarcastic offended look, making the turtle laugh harder.
The Latino joined in on him laughing, holding his cheek and lifted his head up.
“Ya love it and you know it yo”
“I love you dude, but not so much that”
They both joked erupting into laughs, pressing together their lips while still chuckling.
Casey pulled back and turned away from him, throwing into a wild coughing fit into his elbow. Once he was finished with his fit he laid his head back down, groaning and throwing a hand up to his head.
“Your love is making me sick, literally…”
“That’s my special power, yo!”
They laid in comfortable silence, embracing each other's presence. Letting both their minds wander to whatever world they please.
Mikey started to doze off, closing his eyes with a sigh. He was startled back awake when he heard a gag. Looking up confused to where the sound was, his boyfriend laid pale with his hands covering his mouth. The human waved his hand signaling him to get off, connecting the pieces he quickly ripped himself away from the warmth.
Mikey quickly ran out the room and to the kitchen to find a bowl. He wildly threw open the cabins grabbing a relatively large bowl.
“What’s wrong with you?”
He heard Raph ask, he turned to see him staring at him with his arms crossed.
“No time to explain, broski!”
The orange one yelled running back to the room Casey waited in.
He threw the door open to reveal Casey sitting up in the bed, leaning over with one hand on his stomach and the other on his mouth.
“Here bro use this!”
Be sat next to him and put the bowl in front of him. Casey looked scared, shaking his head no.
“Why not dude?”
He asked while Casey looked away from him. He racked his memory for a moment and found the answer.
Mikey and Casey sat on the edge of the building on watch for the night.
Casey groaned and laid down, curling his back as his head landed farther down than his center.
“This is so boring, Yo! I say we ditch this”
Mikey sighed and rested his head on his hands.
“I’m right there with ya but I don’t feel like getting Leo angry tonight for playing hokey again dude.”
Mikey laid next to him to his side.
Both of them talked little but mainly thought of ways to pass the time. After a long while Casey spoke up.
“Erm… What about 20 questions!”
“Ooh that's the human game where you ask 20 things about each other right?”
“Yup! You go first”
Casey sat up to look at him, Mikey copied crossing his legs. After a few questions Mikey racked his brain for more to ask.
“Um, what’s your worst fear bro?”
“Emetophobia, definitely”
Casey crossed his arms, leaning back on the edge of the building.
“good answer, good answer… What's Emetophobia?”
Casey chucked a bit.
“It’s the fear of throwing up bro, like get all shaky n’ shit when I gotta hurl. I just feeling weird and scared I hate it yo!”
“Oh right… it’s alright brah, you’ll feel better after I’m here yo nothing wrong.”
Just as promised, Casey started to shake violently. Mikey's mind started to panic with him, his mind raced of what to do.
Mikey wrapped an arm around his boyfriend and pulled him closer to him.
“C’me here, it’s alright bro I’m right here with you I’ll pamper you n’ shit after if you just please dude.”
Casey looked at him scared but hesitatingly grabbed the bowl, putting his face to it. He took his hand away from his mouth and with a shake gag, lost his lunch.
Mikey took the bowl once he was done and placed it down, he’d clean up later.
“See, don’t you feel better brah! It’s okay yo.”
Mikey hugged Casey tight as he still shook, the orange one put weight on both of them making them fall.
Usually Mikey was the one to place his head under his boyfriend's chin, but instead he held Casey. The Latino had buried his face into the crook between his head and plastron, still shaking.
Mikey rubbed circles on his back, muttering words of encouragement. He continued for a while till the shaking subsided and his breathing steadied. He mumbled and relaxed, sighing as his eyes started to close.
Mikey woke slowly, feeling light kisses around his face. He slowly opened his eyes to see Casey resting on him with a grin.
Mikey rubbed his eyes and stretched.
“G’mornin’ dude… ow my head hurts”
“Morning, hey I’m sorry I got so freaked last night yo…”
Casey looked a bit ashamed, Mikey hugged him tight.
“No probs bro, I got ‘cha!”
Mikey smiled, kissing his boyfriend deep.
“Yuck… morning breath.” Casey mumble geting Mikey to laugh.
Casey crossed his arms and laid his head on the headrest of the bed.
“Good news yo, I’m feeling a lot better so we got to go out and skate bro!”
Mikey groaned and held his head.
“Do we gotta dude? My head hurts…”
He whined and turned to lay on his side.
Casey sat up and bent over to lay on Mikey, sitting in an awkward position to which he quickly shifted to lay comfortably.
“C'mon bro let’s go!”
He kissed his cheek, to which Mikey turned annoyed.
Casey sat up and looked at him for a second, he raised his hand to his forehead and felt for temperature.
“Ay! your burning yo! At Least for cold blood…”
The orange one groaned and covered his eyes with his hands. Casey laughed and cuddled next to him.
“You’ve infected me with your deadly disease, I'll be dead for five minutes yo!”
Mikey joked, dramatically places a hand on his forehead.
Casey laughed and join in on the bit
“Oh dear, what have I done bro!”
He also joked, placing a hand on his forehead.
He laid in his head in Casey’s lap and pretended to cough, which developed into a real cough.
Once that subsided they started to laugh, the human nuzzled him.
”I love you”
”I love you too”
”Said it first”
”Said it second