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“I’m sorry Sir Hoshina, you have you stay at home. Your fever is quiet high for you to continue your daily activity.”
Soushirou can’t believe the doctor’s order. On his birthday, the day when he finally makes his appearance to the world, he gets sick from overworking. Though he already expected something like this to happen, he didn’t expect it to be that severe. A nice sleep and good meal should’ve been able to cure it, but perhaps he was being too cocky.
“But,” he coughs, “is it really that severe?”
“I’m sorry vice commander, but this fever and cough won’t go away unless you have bed rest for at least three days.”
Before Soushirou could complaint, another cough comes out. This time, the cough is more painful to the point he has to hold Gen’s shoulder for support. His chest is hurting, his head is also hurting him, everything is way too painful for him to speak.
Upon seeing Soushirou’s condition, Gen decides to excuse themselves and bring him back to Ariake Base. Since first and third division are on joint training, Gen can spend more time with Soushirou than usual. Happy? A bit, he’d be happier if his husband isn’t sick.
“You’re going to sleep in my office tonight,” says Gen as he parks his car. “I’m texting Ashiro to let her know that you won’t be able to assist her for a week.”
“No! Not a week!” Soushirou is visibly upset, though it’s more obvious because of how sick he is. “Why do I have to rest for a week when the doctor said I can do it in three days?!”
“Because of this, exactly why I said a week or you won’t get better.” Gen rolls his eyes. “Come on, I’ll carry you to my room.”
Soushirou doesn’t have the energy to argue, so he let his husband carry him piggy back style. Having their role being switched isn’t that bad, but Soushirou prefer being the one who carry Gen. Being the clingy one isn’t really his style, at least openly clingy like this.
When they reach Gen’s office, it’s already tidy and spotless. Moreover, instead of Gen’s normal futon, there’s a larger and slightly thicker futon in front of the tv. Maybe Gen also told Hasegawa to clean it?
Oh, oh, Hoshina Soushirou is happy to see Gen slowly let go of his habit of making a mess of his room.
“Here,” Gen slowly put Soushirou down on the bed, then he kisses his forehead before heading toward the door again. “I’ll get your clothes to change from your room, okay? I’ll be right back.”
The door is closed, now Soushirou is all by himself. He was about to sleep when his phone’s notification ring up. When he sees it, it shows the time of the movie that they wanted to watch. Now that Soushirou is sick, he can’t even watch it on the last day.
Soushirou is upset, thinking of how unfair this is. Being stripped off of his freedom and health, now he’s being bedridden.
“I’m going in- HASEGAWA QUIT NAGGING ME!”
“Then make it quick! I’m sorry Soushirou, we’ll be in shortly.”
The door creaks open, showing both his husband and his vice commander. In Gen’s hands, there are some clothes that can last him a week or more. When Soushirou shifts his gaze to Hasegawa, he sees a bunch of raw ingredients in the bags he carries with him.
“Gen?” Soushirou tries to get up, soon having Gen help him. “Hasegawa-san, what are those?”
“Hm? For our birthday date duh.” Gen says as he swiftly changes Soushirou’s clothes. “I asked him to go buy hot pot stuff, I’m going to cook for you.”
“He insisted on cooking for you, saying that the cook here doesn’t know what you like and don’t.” Hasegawa says with a chuckle, earning him a punch from Gen.
“Sush! Now go! As promised, I’ve done my work, now you have to let me spend some time alone! Shoo!” Gen quickly pushes Hasegawa out, then locking the door.
Soushirou wraps himself with Gen’s blanket, watching his husband prepare the electric pot for them to cook their dinner. A part of him feels happy, but some of it also feel sad. They were supposed to go on a date for his birthday, and yet they’re stuck here.
Soushirou feels awful. Gen already bought the ticket and it’s useless now.
He wasted Gen’s effort.
“Soushirou?”
Gen’s worried tone makes Soushirou notices something. The blanket has wet spots just like his cheeks. He must’ve start to cry when he thinks about their supposed date.
“I’m sorry,” says Soushirou, “I shouldn’t have pushed myself so hard and get sick, I’m sorry Gen…”
Normally Gen would’ve yelled when Soushirou starts to apologize over something like this. However, this time he just hugs him tightly. While he wants to pat his head, he can’t because his other hand is carrying a knife.
“I’m sorry Gen, the tickets are wasted now…”
“Nah, we can buy the DVD instead,” says Gen with a smile, “better quality and no one bothering us! Cheer up Soushirou, it’s your birthday.”
“But…”
“Are you not happy with just us having a simple meal?”
Soushirou quickly shakes his head. “I’m happy! It’s just, well, I feel like I’m wasting your effort.”
Gen laughs, kissing Soushirou’s lips to calm him down. “Nah, it’s just movie. Besides, nothing beats my cooking. We can rewatch some old movies with the hot pot! Do you want to pick the movie?”
“Me? I can?” Soushirou blinks in disbelief.
“Duh, obviously since you’re the birthday boy,” says Gen. He quickly takes a box of custom-made doll from one of the Yamazon boxes, handing it to Soushirou. “Happy birthday, Soushirou.”
A gift, a custom-made doll of his from Gen. Soushirou feels so happy that he stops crying immediately. He scoots over to the tv, checking the DVDs album to pick one movie.
“Hunger Games?”
“Deal.”
Hoshina Soushirou is happy, having Hoshina Gen by his side as his husband who continuously shower him with love and affection.