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The first thing Scar had noticed when he had woken up was the scratch in his throat and the ache in his bones. He groaned, turning around in bed to look for his boyfriend for cuddles but found it empty. He blinked the sleep away from his eyes and sat up. “Gri?” He called out, wincing and the hoarseness and the pain from speaking.
“In the kitchen!” He heard from a distance. His shoulders slumped and he grumbled as he crawled out of bed. He was cold, very cold. So he grabbed his favourite hoodie that was laying on the floor right next to the bed. It was a HotGuy hoodie adorned with the famous logo of his hero persona.
He trudged out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen, spotting his lovely boyfriend at the counter. He quietly slipped behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, dropping his head on Grians shoulder. “Good morning sleepyhead.” Grian mumbled, turning his head towards Scars and kissing his hair. Scar grumbled and nuzzled his head further into his partners shoulder.
Grians brows furrowed in concern when he felt heat radiating off of Scar. He placed down the spatula into the bowl of whatever thing he was making一Scar had no idea what it was, and turned in Scars embrace.
“Darling? You okay?” Grian cupped Scars face, pulling it upwards to look at his expression. Scars eyes were half closed and hazy, and Grian winced when he put his hands on his cheeks. He moved one hand up to press the back of it to Scars forehead. “Scar…You’re burning up..” Scar slumped forward once again and Grian stumbled back at the sudden weight.
“Okay.. Let’s get you back to bed..” Grian grunted as he pulled the heavier man upwards. Scar was slightly reluctant but ultimately complied, letting himself be pulled by his boyfriend.
Once they had arrived in their room, Scar had collapsed onto the bed, not even bothering to put any covers on him when he was clearly shivering. Grian crossed his arms and chuckled in amusement and pulled the covers out from underneath Scar and placed them on top of him. To which his partner had gladly accepted as he snuggled into them.
“Im going to go finish breakfast and come check on you again, okay?” Grian said softly, kissing Scar on the forehead and moving to leave. He heard Scar mumble a faint ‘Ok’ and he went back to making his pancakes. Maybe the warm treat would help.
Grian spent the next ten minutes finishing up the pancake batter and cooking them. He piled a few of them onto a plate and topped it with some fruit and a tiny bowl of maple syrup on the side, a wonderful gift from Gem. He grabbed the thermometer from the cabinet and took everything back with him.
Scar was still in the same place as when he left him, cozied up under the thick blankets with his eyes shut. “Scar, hun, I brought breakfast.” He lightly shook Scars shoulder, causing the man to stirr, his eyes blinked open and he stared at Grian through hazed eyes.
“Come on, you’ve gotta sit up for me” his partner coaxed, his arms moving to support his shoulders as Grian helped him sit up. His eyes blinked around the room a couple times before settling on the plate sitting on the bedside table. But a soft hand on his cheek turned his face towards his partner. “Before you eat that,” Grian started as he reached into his pocket. “I’ve got to check your temperature.”
Scar groaned in annoyance. “ ‘m not sick, gri..” he mumbled, his eyes closing for a brief moment.
“Uh huh. The signs say otherwise, my love” Grian chuckled as he began to take Scars temperature. The thermometer beeped once it had completed its task and Grian grimaced when he saw the number, “102 fahrenheit. You are definitely sick” He placed the thermometer down and handed the plate to his boyfriend.
“You must've gotten it when you were out patrolling in the rain for three hours with no umbrella. I warned you that this would happen” Grian lightly scolded, and Scar winced at that. He rarely forgot any kind of equipment he would need when he was out patrolling as HotGuy, but he almost always forgot an umbrella when it was important. He had never gotten sick before though, so this was new.
“You eat that, i’ll go get you some medicine.” Grian said as he stood up. Scar nodded and began to eat the fresh pancakes. Grian had been gone for about five minutes before he had returned with medicine, a glass of water, and three furry friends. Scar had finished eating and had placed the plate back on the bedside table.
“These three insisted on following me.” He chuckled as the three cats ran up to the bed and sat next to Scar. Pearl, Maui, and Jellie, their three cats. They both had already had their own before they had gotten together, and now they were the proud co-parents of all three.
Jellie moved the closest to Scar, spinning around in his lap before settling down as Grian approached with the water. “Here, “ He handed the medicine and water to Scar. “This should help you feel better in the next 30 minutes or so.” He moved around the bed to go sit on his side and press himself right next to Scar as he downed the medicine with one gulp of water. He placed the water on the table and rested his head on Grians shoulder. Grian smiled and lifted his hand to gently play with Scars hair.
There was a thin line of sweat on Scar's forehead, a clear sign of his raging fever. But with Grians careful care and love, Scar would be feeling right as rain in no time. “Just rest, my love. I’ll be right here” He mumbled into Scar's hair, pressing a light kiss to his forehead. Scar nuzzled further into his shoulder and began to doze off knowing he had all four of the people and fluffy friends he loved the most.