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“Arghh… cold… hurts…” Harumasa grumbles in agony. He’s shivering even though the air conditioner is turned off and he’s literally cocooned in a blanket, he even wears a huge jacket that almost engulfs his whole body, yet the air around him is chilly and it pricks his skin like needles.
He loses all his senses that he can’t hear panicked clattering from the direction of their kitchen. Ten minutes later, Lighter comes in with a cup of hot tea. He puts the cup over the bedside drawer then he climbs up their bed, scooting closer and trying to get Harumasa’s attention by patting his blanket covered side.
“Which part hurts?” Lighter asks softly. He hovers over Harumasa’s cocooned form and leans down to place a caste kiss on Harumasa’s temple.
“Everything,” Harumasa answers. The contact with Lighter’s warm lips makes him sigh in relief as if the cold evaporates. His hand slithers out of the blanket to reach for Lighter’s wrist. Ah, yeah, the cold evaporates for real, Harumasa thinks.
Lighter takes Harumasa’s hand and kisses the knuckles, it makes Harumasa hiss in satisfaction.
“You’re burning. Have you taken your meds?” His voice is slightly above whisper as if he’s afraid his loud voice would cause pain to Harumasa even more.
Harumasa nods. It’s cold yet Lighter says that he’s burning, what a contradictory state he is in. He chuckles and mumbles, “I think I’m turning into an ether.”
“Not on my watch,” Lighter says as he forcefully helps Harumasa up and props Harumasa’s back with his pillow. He grabs the teacup he places on the drawer earlier and passes it to Harumasa.
With a quivering hand, Harumasa accepts the cup and draws it closer to his lips, about to blow off the steam with his breath, but Lighter interrupts. He grabs Harumasa’s hand that’s holding the cup and moves it closer to Harumasa’s lips.
“I made it warm, you can drink it right away,” Lighter says.
Harumasa nods and starts sipping the warm tea. He quickly finishes the tea, not because he thinks it helps. He appreciates the warmth that passes his throat with a hum, but it’s definitely not enough. The palm of his hands and the sole of his feet are still freezing. He just wants the cup to be put away so there will be nothing between them anymore.
Lighter immediately makes his wish come true as he puts the cup away and joins him under the blanket, enveloping Harumasa in his warmth. He moans and his hot breath hits Lighter’s collarbone. Lighter snickers at the reaction he entices from the smaller man. He kisses Harumasa all over the face and ends it on Harumasa’s lips. Harumasa sighs into the kiss as he kisses back. Yeah, this is all he craves for. The cold slowly dissipates as well.
When the kiss ends, Harumasa hugs back and buries his head in the crook of Lighter’s neck. He giggles when he can feel Lighter’s warm and large hands slide into his shirt, touching his back and tracing his spine. Lighter’s movement freezes when he hears Harumasa’s whimper out of a sudden.
“Is it ticklish? D-do you not like it?”
Harumasa shakes his head. This man can be so dense sometimes. Can’t Lighter see that Harumasa likes it to the point of literally clinging onto him? “No. Continue.”