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"Achoo!"
"You're sick."
"I'm not sick!"
Dazai stared at Chuuya, his expression of a person who was clearly not amused. Chuuya stared back, his expression perfectly matching his boyfriends. The staring was interrupted however when Chuuya paused to cough into his arm.
"At least let me take your temperature!" Dazai whined, swinging his legs to hit into Chuuya's under the table they were sitting at. They were currently in the two person apartment they shared, sitting at their table. Ever since Chuuya had woken up that morning he had been coughing and sneezing nonstop- Dazai was convinced he was sick, and was determined it was his job to do something about it.
"That's not necessary!" Chuuya snapped after regaining his breath, his voice scratchy. He shoved a mouthful of slimy egg into his mouth in an attempt to distract himself from the big puppy eyes Dazai was giving him now.
For a moment Dazai was silent. "Um, Chuuya?" Chuuya glanced up at the sound of his name. "Your hat is backwards.." Dazai pointed out awkwardly.
"Fuck off!" Chuuya grabbed his hat, flinging it at Chuuya who caught it with a laugh. Standing up Dazai moved around the table to stand beside Chuuya where he pressed a sweet kiss to the top of his head before replacing the hat on top of his red hair.
As Dazai went back to his seat and sat down, Chuuya reached up to make sure his hat was actually in place this time- it was. Once Dazai sat down Chuuya quickly went back to eating and avoiding general looking in Dazai's direction. "Chuu-ya~~ Please let me check your temperature?"
"I said no!" Chuuya finished his food at last, standing up and going over to the sink where he non too gently dropped the dishes inside. "Do you now know what no means!?"
Dazai stood up grabbing his empty dishes as well which he deposited in the sink alongside Chuuya's. "I know what it means!" Dazai muttered, as if hurt. "But I always know when you're sick Chuu-ya~! And you're sick now!"
"For the one-hundredth time, I'm not sick!"
"For the one-hundredth time, you are!"
There was a crash as Dazai tackled Chuuya to the floor. Chuuya squeaked, struggling to escape from beneath him, but Dazai just stuck a thermometer into his mouth. As Chuuya went to spit it out Dazai clicked his tongue, and said in the sweetest voice he could, "if you spit it out I'll make sure you don't get any alcohol for the rest of this month~"
This stopped Chuuya in his tracks. Dazai was always serious with his threats, unfortunately. Annoyed and tired Chuuya aloud Dazai to keep him pinned until the thermometer made the little beep sound. Quickly he spit it out, squirming again until Dazai let him out.
Standing up quickly, Chuuya sent the worst glare he could at Dazai who was grabbing the thermometer and standing up himself. "There, happy?" Chuuya demanded. "I'm not si-"
101 F.
A temperature of 100 F or higher means a fever, according to online. Which means that Dazai babied Chuuya, covering him blankets and sitting him down to watch TV with Dazai hovering at his side. Even though Chuuya was sure he was fine.
After the first hour or so of fighting it Chuuya gave up, deciding to just let it happen. The second that happened Dazai pretty much pounced on him, cuddling them together in a knot of limbs and heartbeats and warm hugs.
"What are you doing?" Chuuya complained, struggling slightly.
"Cuddling with my precious Chuuya~"
"Don't say that!" Chuuya blushed slightly, his tone snappy. Dazai only smirked and closed his eyes. Following his lead Chuuya closed his eyes as well.
And together, they fell asleep on the couch, wrapped up in each others arms.
~
"Achoo!"
"Look who's sick now."
"That's okay! Now it's Chuuya's turn to cuddle me until we fall asleep!"
"Shut up!!"
Prompt (promptsglore): Write something that starts with a sneeze. This ones a bit rushed because I'm super duper tired, sorry... DX