Fic: Having an Oishi. [Golden Pair, PG]
Title: Having an Oishi.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Golden Pair. ♥
Summary: Eiji's sick. Oishi takes care of him.
Eiji doesn't like being sick. Oh no, he does not.
~~~
Kikumaru Eiji wakes up at around seven for cartoons on Saturday morning. He tries to roll onto his feet and do a jump and flip off his bed like normal, but today his muscles feel sore and sleepy, and he doesn't manage to land on his feet, but rather, he lands on his face.
So uncool. He's glad no one saw. "Baka baka!" his older sister, who'd somehow seen while passing in the hall, calls out mockingly.
He tries to curse, "Hoi hoi -- bitch, please!!" but all that comes out is a hoarse, strangled sound remniscent of a dying cat.
He smacks a hand to his forehead. It feels BURNING HOT, BABY!! as Taka-san would say, but maybe that's just because his hands are so freezing. Ooh, and his feet as well.
He ruffles through his closet and manages to fish out a pair of hot pink woolen socks. To his dismay, he can't locate his mittens (and they're cute too -- with little monkeys!) so he retrieves an orange sock and a green sock, and slips his hands into them. It's a lot better, but he's still cold. He spots Oishi's sweater on his computer chair, and his eyes light up. He wriggles happily into it -- it's far too big, but it's cozy and warm and it smells like Oishi.
He glances at his computer screen. There are 7 instant messages from Oishi.
[22:34] mr_egghead: Well, good night, Eiji. <3 I hope you have really sweet and fun dreams.
[23:01] mr_egghead: I was thinking of you when I was brushing my teeth. My toothpaste kind of tastes like you. Or do you taste like toothpaste?
[02:35] mr_egghead: Hey, Eiji, just had a weird dream about the two of us.
[02:35] mr_egghead: We lived in the ocean. You were a clown fish, and I was an octopus. I liked to catch you with my suckers. It was really cute.
[02:36] mr_egghead: Anyway, I should go back to bed. I'll see you tomorrow at the park!
[06:30] mr_egghead: Good morning!
[06:31] mr_egghead: I guess Eiji is still sleeping -- well, tell me when you're awake! :)
Eiji smiles despite the icky feeling in his head. People say that he's the silly one, but he knows Oishi is sillier.
[07:06] toothpaste_boi: iopuoiusdfhjkgioup
Unfortunately, it is quite difficult to type with socks on your hand.
[07:07] mr_egghead: ??? Are you alright, Eiji?!?
Eiji pokes his thumbs out of the socks and types with them, which works better but it's boringly slow.
[07:07] toothpaste_boi: oiiiiiishi~!!! i'm sick nyaaa~!!! :-(((((((((
[07:07] mr_egghead: Oh no! Poor Eiji! I'll be over right away!
[07:07] mr_egghead is away.
~~~
Eiji holds up the sheet of paper to his mother:
no voice!!! very sick!!!
She clucks, and says it's unfortunate, but the rest of the family is going to their cousin's house so they won't be able to watch him. "Well, I'm sure Oishi-kun will come over to take care of you if you call him," she says matter-of-factly.
he's already on his way.
Eiji's mother smiles knowingly. "You're lucky to have found someone so good at your age, Eiji. Oishi is so cute -- I wish your sister had good taste like you!"
Eiji hates being sick because with his voice gone, he can't tell his mom to shut up and stop embarrassing him, nyah! He suffices with sticking out his tongue.
~~~
Oishi's eyebrows shoot up as he reads the note on Eiji's front door.
i'm upstairs. i think i'm dying. :-(
He manages to let himself in without dropping anything. He hadn't been sure what kind of sick Eiji was (he sort of regretted not asking, but he'd just been so worried!), so he'd brought along a lot of things: slings, bandages, a bag of medicine, a thermometer, an icepack, a tub of fruity ice cream, several specialty teas, chicken soup he picked up at market, various medicinal herbs, some funny manga, a new video game he'd gotten last week, a mix CD full of happy, pop music, his softest blanket and a pair of mittens because he knew how cold Eiji's hands got sometimes, and he knew that Eiji always lost his mittens.
"Eiji!" he calls as he opens Eiji's door, eyes immediately flying to the bundled up form in the bed. "Don't worry -- I'm here!"
It's worth carrying more stuff than Father Christmas for the look that lights up Eiji's eyes. Eiji weakly throws up his 'V' sign and winks, pointing at his throat, the Oishi sets his things down gently at the side of Eiji's bed and kisses him softly on the forehead.
"You're burning up," he says quietly. "And you have no voice. Luckily, my uncle has the perfect medicine. And yes, it tastes bad, but we can have some ice cream right afterwards," he adds as Eiji makes a face. "I also brought you a pair of mittens -- they have elephants on them."
Eiji pecks Oishi on the cheek and digs through Oishi's bags to retrieve the very cute mittens.
After the nasty medicine, Oishi spoon feeds him the ice cream, and after that, Eiji isn't really up to video games or reading manga. He's actually pretty tired. So he and Oishi cuddle up under Oishi's softest blanket (and Oishi doesn't even complain when he sniffles a little bit on Oishi's shirt), and Eiji falls asleep to the feeling of Oishi stroking his hair.
His last thought before closing his heavy eyelids is that being sick, really isn't so bad, if you have an Oishi.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Golden Pair. ♥
Summary: Eiji's sick. Oishi takes care of him.
Eiji doesn't like being sick. Oh no, he does not.
~~~
Kikumaru Eiji wakes up at around seven for cartoons on Saturday morning. He tries to roll onto his feet and do a jump and flip off his bed like normal, but today his muscles feel sore and sleepy, and he doesn't manage to land on his feet, but rather, he lands on his face.
So uncool. He's glad no one saw. "Baka baka!" his older sister, who'd somehow seen while passing in the hall, calls out mockingly.
He tries to curse, "Hoi hoi -- bitch, please!!" but all that comes out is a hoarse, strangled sound remniscent of a dying cat.
He smacks a hand to his forehead. It feels BURNING HOT, BABY!! as Taka-san would say, but maybe that's just because his hands are so freezing. Ooh, and his feet as well.
He ruffles through his closet and manages to fish out a pair of hot pink woolen socks. To his dismay, he can't locate his mittens (and they're cute too -- with little monkeys!) so he retrieves an orange sock and a green sock, and slips his hands into them. It's a lot better, but he's still cold. He spots Oishi's sweater on his computer chair, and his eyes light up. He wriggles happily into it -- it's far too big, but it's cozy and warm and it smells like Oishi.
He glances at his computer screen. There are 7 instant messages from Oishi.
[22:34] mr_egghead: Well, good night, Eiji. <3 I hope you have really sweet and fun dreams.
[23:01] mr_egghead: I was thinking of you when I was brushing my teeth. My toothpaste kind of tastes like you. Or do you taste like toothpaste?
[02:35] mr_egghead: Hey, Eiji, just had a weird dream about the two of us.
[02:35] mr_egghead: We lived in the ocean. You were a clown fish, and I was an octopus. I liked to catch you with my suckers. It was really cute.
[02:36] mr_egghead: Anyway, I should go back to bed. I'll see you tomorrow at the park!
[06:30] mr_egghead: Good morning!
[06:31] mr_egghead: I guess Eiji is still sleeping -- well, tell me when you're awake! :)
Eiji smiles despite the icky feeling in his head. People say that he's the silly one, but he knows Oishi is sillier.
[07:06] toothpaste_boi: iopuoiusdfhjkgioup
Unfortunately, it is quite difficult to type with socks on your hand.
[07:07] mr_egghead: ??? Are you alright, Eiji?!?
Eiji pokes his thumbs out of the socks and types with them, which works better but it's boringly slow.
[07:07] toothpaste_boi: oiiiiiishi~!!! i'm sick nyaaa~!!! :-(((((((((
[07:07] mr_egghead: Oh no! Poor Eiji! I'll be over right away!
[07:07] mr_egghead is away.
~~~
Eiji holds up the sheet of paper to his mother:
no voice!!! very sick!!!
She clucks, and says it's unfortunate, but the rest of the family is going to their cousin's house so they won't be able to watch him. "Well, I'm sure Oishi-kun will come over to take care of you if you call him," she says matter-of-factly.
he's already on his way.
Eiji's mother smiles knowingly. "You're lucky to have found someone so good at your age, Eiji. Oishi is so cute -- I wish your sister had good taste like you!"
Eiji hates being sick because with his voice gone, he can't tell his mom to shut up and stop embarrassing him, nyah! He suffices with sticking out his tongue.
~~~
Oishi's eyebrows shoot up as he reads the note on Eiji's front door.
i'm upstairs. i think i'm dying. :-(
He manages to let himself in without dropping anything. He hadn't been sure what kind of sick Eiji was (he sort of regretted not asking, but he'd just been so worried!), so he'd brought along a lot of things: slings, bandages, a bag of medicine, a thermometer, an icepack, a tub of fruity ice cream, several specialty teas, chicken soup he picked up at market, various medicinal herbs, some funny manga, a new video game he'd gotten last week, a mix CD full of happy, pop music, his softest blanket and a pair of mittens because he knew how cold Eiji's hands got sometimes, and he knew that Eiji always lost his mittens.
"Eiji!" he calls as he opens Eiji's door, eyes immediately flying to the bundled up form in the bed. "Don't worry -- I'm here!"
It's worth carrying more stuff than Father Christmas for the look that lights up Eiji's eyes. Eiji weakly throws up his 'V' sign and winks, pointing at his throat, the Oishi sets his things down gently at the side of Eiji's bed and kisses him softly on the forehead.
"You're burning up," he says quietly. "And you have no voice. Luckily, my uncle has the perfect medicine. And yes, it tastes bad, but we can have some ice cream right afterwards," he adds as Eiji makes a face. "I also brought you a pair of mittens -- they have elephants on them."
Eiji pecks Oishi on the cheek and digs through Oishi's bags to retrieve the very cute mittens.
After the nasty medicine, Oishi spoon feeds him the ice cream, and after that, Eiji isn't really up to video games or reading manga. He's actually pretty tired. So he and Oishi cuddle up under Oishi's softest blanket (and Oishi doesn't even complain when he sniffles a little bit on Oishi's shirt), and Eiji falls asleep to the feeling of Oishi stroking his hair.
His last thought before closing his heavy eyelids is that being sick, really isn't so bad, if you have an Oishi.