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Chay is sluggish. He has been feeling drained for half of the day and he has a splitting headache. He just wants to get done with today and go home, cuddle Kim, and fall asleep on his lap. He missed his boyfriend. A pout adorns his face.
The day passes by normally except for the pounding headache. Chay is going to kill someone. He is annoyed and irritated and his stomach has been moving around making him feel weird. He makes his way out of the school building, the pace slow.
He spots Kim amongst the crowd looking at him, concerned. Chay walks to him and as soon as the older is within his reach he slumps against him. Tears prick his eyes as he buries his face in the junction of his neck. Kim hugs him back, eyes reading worry.
Porchay sniffles as he whines. He doesn’t even know why he is crying. He just feels so frustrated and irritated. Kim soothes his whining angel by rubbing his back. "Angel," Porchay presses closer at the call. "What happened?"
Porchay starts whining again. "P'Kim," Okay, now Kim is worried. Chay usually calls him Kim. Adding honorific meant he was upset and in need to be coddled. "Yes, baby. I'm here." He rubs a little circle on his back and waist.
Porchay is aware of the onlookers. Kim doesn't mind them, but he does. "Home." Kim hears the mumbled word and immediately moves to help Chay in the car. Chay whimpers when Kim pushes him back gently. "Baby, I'm trying to get you in the car." Kim chuckles.
Chay sulks his way inside the vehicle as Kim straps him in. Kim gets to the seat behind the wheel and starts driving. One hand on the wheel the other busy keeping Chay’s hands' company. They reach Kim’s apartment and Chay stretches his arms out when Kim opens his door.
He wants to be babied. Kim huffs but relents. He carries Chay up to their apartment having one of the guards carry his bag. Chay sags against Kim, hiding in his neck. His little breaths tickled the skin there. Kim opens the door and straight away walks to the bedroom.
He deposits Chay on the bed and helps him change. He brings a wet cloth to wipe his body as Chay refuses to shower. While wiping, Kim realizes that his baby was warm. Too warm. "Angel, are you sick?" Kim's voice pulls Chay out of his daydream making him blink.
"I have a headache and my stomach feels weird." "Baby, why didn't you tell me earlier." Kim scolds softly as he helps him wear his shirt. Chay likes wearing Kim's clothes when sick. It comforts him. "Stay here, I'll be back with the medicine."
Porchay starts fussing but Kim is firm. He tucks Chay into bed and goes to bring the medicine. Kim comes back with a glass of water and a tray with some food and medicine. He places it on the side table and helps Chay up. He let's the younger lean against him as he feeds him.
After the meal, Kim gives Chay the medicine which takes a lot of time because Chay can't swallow pills. He dissolves the medicine in water and gets him to drink them. When all is done, Kim goes to keep the dishes in the sink and fetch the hot water that he had boiled earlier.
Kim takes the bottle with him and places it beside Chay's glass. "Kim," Kim looks at Chay whose eyes are half-lidded and looks like he's about to fall asleep. "Yes, baby." "Cuddle me, please?" Kim melts at the innocent demand and brushes the younger’s hair.
"Sure, let me change. I'll be back." He drops a kiss on Chay’s forehead and leaves to change himself. He comes back to find Chay sleeping. He quietly slips in beside his angel and gathers the boy in his arms. Chay stirs before he snuggles closer looking for warmth.
Kim places a gentle kiss on his forehead, eyes, cheeks, and the corner of his lips before he finally places a soft kiss on his lips. Chay hums as he absentmindedly leans forward to chase Kim’s lips. Kim chuckles. "Good night, sweet angel. Get well soon."
He tightens his hold around the younger. Chay grumbles something under his breath before nuzzling Kim’s neck. Kim smiles before he closes his eyes and drifts off with Chay safe in his arms, his scent blanketing the younger in a safe dome.
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