[NakaxKaya] In sickness
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Title: In sickness
Theme: 3. jolt!
Sequel to "The Notebook"
His body felt like it was on fire but he needed the bedding that cocooned him with its warmth. He knew that he was using both his blankets and Nakatsu’s and that he really should be feeling hot with all that cover, but the air around the room felt like ice to him.
He could barely make Nakatsu’s concerned face hovering above his own. It was usually the other way around. He would always be the one taking care of Nakatsu whenever his roommate had too much to drink or whenever Nakatsu caught a cold. All this time, Kayashima had never fallen ill.
"Rest." It sounded like Nakatsu’s voice but Kayashima couldn’t be sure. Nakatsu never sounded so tender before. And the fingers running through his hair could not be Nakatsu’s. It was uncharacteristic of roommate.
Something cold on his forehead jolted him out of his thoughts. There was a soft murmur of words that he couldn’t quite hear. Soft whispered words that he failed to decipher. The cool cloth slipped from his forehead as he shifted, movements painfully slow.
He felt the cool cloth being lifted from his forehead and pressed softly back against forehead. The touch was fleeting and Kayashima’s fevered mind realized that it felt almost like a kiss. But then the pain was back and he pushed those thoughts aside.
Who?
There was no one in the room but Nakatsu. But it couldn’t be real. Nakatsu would never do that.
He would.
The thought pained him more than the aches in his body. Being left alone with his thoughts was a more painful experience than the sickness in his system.
He’s taking care of me.
That little bit of hope that he refused to hold on to was springing back to life and he didn’t have to power to scoop it up and place it back into confinement once more.
He cares. And I’m...happy.
Those thoughts stayed and they both helped and added to his physical pain.
Teetering between the dream world and reality, Kayashima finally fell asleep and for once, he didn’t dream.
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Title: In sickness
Theme: 3. jolt!
Sequel to "The Notebook"
His body felt like it was on fire but he needed the bedding that cocooned him with its warmth. He knew that he was using both his blankets and Nakatsu’s and that he really should be feeling hot with all that cover, but the air around the room felt like ice to him.
He could barely make Nakatsu’s concerned face hovering above his own. It was usually the other way around. He would always be the one taking care of Nakatsu whenever his roommate had too much to drink or whenever Nakatsu caught a cold. All this time, Kayashima had never fallen ill.
"Rest." It sounded like Nakatsu’s voice but Kayashima couldn’t be sure. Nakatsu never sounded so tender before. And the fingers running through his hair could not be Nakatsu’s. It was uncharacteristic of roommate.
Something cold on his forehead jolted him out of his thoughts. There was a soft murmur of words that he couldn’t quite hear. Soft whispered words that he failed to decipher. The cool cloth slipped from his forehead as he shifted, movements painfully slow.
He felt the cool cloth being lifted from his forehead and pressed softly back against forehead. The touch was fleeting and Kayashima’s fevered mind realized that it felt almost like a kiss. But then the pain was back and he pushed those thoughts aside.
Who?
There was no one in the room but Nakatsu. But it couldn’t be real. Nakatsu would never do that.
He would.
The thought pained him more than the aches in his body. Being left alone with his thoughts was a more painful experience than the sickness in his system.
He’s taking care of me.
That little bit of hope that he refused to hold on to was springing back to life and he didn’t have to power to scoop it up and place it back into confinement once more.
He cares. And I’m...happy.
Those thoughts stayed and they both helped and added to his physical pain.
Teetering between the dream world and reality, Kayashima finally fell asleep and for once, he didn’t dream.
end