rekd | OVERFLOW / OPEN

[ qi fang blinks at the phone screen and makes a face, leaning back as if it might somehow be contagious. still, his theatrics are short-lived because that bit of news has got to be one of the best things he's heard all week (you know... while he was conscious 😒). it makes him snuggle up even closer to reki, putting virtually no distance between them now. ]

Mm, yeah... but I'm too comfortable to move.

[ especially not now, when he can fully appreciate that thigh between his. fortune's smiled down on him mercifully and left him without morning wood this time around, but that doesn't mean he isn't taking the time to appreciate the slight pressure there, squeezing his legs to draw that thigh further up. ]

[ reki giggles against him as he bangs out a text and shoves his phone back into his pocket—silenced this time. the world can wait while he takes care of this still sick boy in his bed, snuggling in closer til he's almost smiling right up against his lips. ]

You don't have to move. That's the beauty of being sick. You get me, waiting on you hand and foot.

[ except he's trapped between qi fang's squeezing thighs, which is okay too. he lifts his leg just a little to toy with the pressure there, with the intensity of it, because imagine leaving fortune well enough alone. ]

[ his eyes are closed, so he's not sure which part of reki his face is pressed up into, but regardless the other boy should be able to feel how wide his grin gets, satisfied and maybe even a little smug. ]

Shit, maybe I should get sick more.

[ especially if he gets attention like this, the purposeful way reki lifts that thigh up against him hitting all the right spots to encourage his sleepy body to react, and enthusiastically at that. it draws out a low groan from him, hips giving a lazy rock into the pressure. still, his movements are languid, more and idle chase of pleasure than anything insistent. ]

Don't do that.

[ reki pouts, letting qi fang ride his thigh for a bit while he brushes back his hair and presses soft kisses against the heated skin of his throat. food and a shower and another shot of medicine, he thinks, will set him just right. unfortunately, that means he's slipping away before long, leaving just those fingers in his hair. ]

I don't like my man suffering, even though he looks real cute.

[ and then ughhhhh it's time to get up. he wavers on the edge of the bed for a second, rubbing at his eyes. ]

How's your throat? Think you can manage toast?

Who's suffering? Not me, I got a hottie nursing me back to health.

[ though he definitely pouts and whines a little when reki draws away, clinging onto the other's shirt until that, too, slips out of his grasp. he's rumpled and flushed from the fever, hair a mess that definitely befits the "mophead" nickname his best friend oh so lovingly dubbed him with, but despite all that his eyes are sharp, watching reki's every move. ]

Toast works. If that miso's still around, I'll down that too.

[ reki theatrically mimics those whines right back, but he's not above pausing to stroke through qi fang's messy hair and fuss over him for a good second. ]

Don't worry, I'm... [ he yawns, retracting his hand so he can rub at his watery eyes. ] Gonna do a whole thing. My penance for you being a rat fuckin' bastard.

[ he's less mad about it now, but waking up to cook for his whole family isn't the worst outcome. they still got their impromptu sleepover last night, even though reki can sense they're not gonna be getting away with murder all the time for much longer. ]

Oh... Okay, now I'm a little sorry.

[ he shifts in bed a little, reaching to twine their fingers together in a loose grip. ]

Do you have to go now? Maybe you should rest a little more.

It's fine. I get why you did it.

[ he squeezes qi fang's hand reassuringly. ]

Just don't ever do it again. Anyway, you need another dose. Might as well get up now.

[ qi fang looks away, half out of guilt and half because he doesn't think he can quite make that promise. if he had to, he'd definitely do it again, just to make sure reki is okay. but the hope is he won't have to leave him next time. ]

How mad is your mom gonna be? I should mentally prepare.

[ he slides out of bed slowly, wincing as some ache settles back in his body. he still feels better than before, but now without the distraction of a fight or intense conversation, all he can really notice now is every little symptom. ]

[ that's about the response he expected, so no surprise there. what does get him tensing and reaching out is qi fang moving on the bed. his fingers grasp into the back of qi fang's shirt, pulling. ]

She's not mad at you, dude. The hell are you going?

[ he wobbles in place even though reki hadn't even pulled him back that hard. ]

I was gonna go out with you... I mean obviously I can't help, but. [ he shrugs, looking a little helpless all rumpled from sleep. ] Feels wrong to send you out there alone when I technically got you in trouble.

No you're not. I'm not doing all this so you can run yourself down standing around for no reason before you're even over it.

[ now he's pulling hard. ]

I'm fine. Ma and I talked last night and it's fine.

[ he sits back down on the bed with a heavy flop, immediately tipping over till he's leaning on reki. he sighs, eyes slipping shut before he can even help himself. ]

I'll get out of your hairs after breakfast. Probably overstayed my welcome hours ago.

[ reki reaches for him automatically, his arms winding tightly around his shoulders. ]

The hell are you talking about?

[ he sinks a little deeper into reki's embrace, finding it even harder now to stick to his guns because of how welcoming it feels. ]

C'mon man... I'm literally just a burden to you now. I'll just be in the way. It's fine — I can just sleep the rest of this off at home.

[ that takes reki a second to process. but then he's snickering, nuzzling into qi fang's messy hair as his arms squeeze tightly. ]

You're being so dumb right now. You're mine to take care of, and I'm taking care of you. If you go, you're infringing on my basic boyfriend rights and I'll never forgive you.

[ he scrunches up his nose, making a low sound again that sounds dangerously close to a whine, and turns his head in till he's essentially nuzzling down into reki's shoulder. ]

You're making it real hard to try and be considerate here... If I stay I'm just gonna want more kisses.

Hm. I should probably tell you...

[ this is better. it's still not laying down, but at least it's a form of rest and reki can stroke through his hair and brush his lips against the shell of qi fang's ear. ]

I kinda like kissing you.

[ qi fang doesn't even remember why they're upright, but at the same time he doesn't make any move to lay them back down. instead he just snakes his arms around reki's waist and hides a doofy grin against his shoulder. he's feeling the heavy haze of fatigue start to claim him again, making his tongue loose. ]

Fuck, you kiss so good. You do the sexiest things with your tongue. An' your lips are so soft and plump...

Oh my god. Go lay down. You're delirious.

[ he says, even though he's holding on like he means to never let qi fang go. maybe he can't see that smile, but they've spent enough time together for him to be able to feel it like he feels the sun soaking into his skin on a bright day, and it's so good to have this back again. ]

C'mon. I'll tuck you in.

Why won't you let me talk about your juicy kissable lips!

[ he's being oppressed for sure, and yet he's not really arguing laying back down since that sounds so, so appealing right now. but instead of doing it in any effective way, he just tilts to the side and drags them both down till he can octopus-wrap around reki again, snuggling in close. ]

[ all that progress, gone. now here they are, right back on the bed again. reki can't even be mad. ]

'Cause I'm mean and terrible.

[ what a cruel creature he is, stroking qi fang's face and gazing at him like he's the most wonderful thing he's ever seen. ]

And you're not getting anymore kisses until you take your medicine.

[ he makes a face, settling into a full-on childish pout. ]

That medicine tastes radioactive.

[ but, like. it's not a no. when it comes to a choice between becoming spider-man and not getting any boyfriend kisses, of course he's gonna go with whatever gets him those juicy, kissable lips. so even though it pains him to, he will release reki, flopping his limbs uselessly on the bed. he throws an arm over his eyes, waving reki away with the other. ]

Go then, leave me. Go while I'm strong enough to let you.

[ reki's lucked out in that he's managed to score a boyfriend who's almost always adorable, but this is him in rare fucking form. how is he supposed to drag himself away from this display? it's not easy.

and then it's a little easier, when there's the racket of someone banging on the door and jostling it against the latch, scowling through the divide, helloooooo, we're hungry. then reki gives that arm one final squeeze and says, ] Be strong. I believe in you.

[ not like he's going to be gone for long. after ma wrenches his ear for locking his door like he promised he wouldn't (oops), she insists on being the one to take a fresh cup of tea and another shot glass of medicine to qi fang, likely jealous that reki's gotten to do all the doting thus far.

thankfully, she returns in time to take over feeding the twins, when the breakfast he's made is still hot and fresh. reki plates up as much as he can and can't hurry fast enough back to the room, ignoring the no locked doors!! as he slips back inside. ]

[ what qi fang hadn't been expecting was mama kyan coming in while he was still flopped down like a dramatic dead fish. fortunately he was decent, and they hadn't done anything previously that would have added to the feverish flush on his face. it was still a little awkward though, knowing that things were tense between the loving mother and equally loving son, but she didn't seem to hold anything against qi fang throughout her entire stay. which, honestly, just made him feel even worse. he would have gladly taken some of the heat off if it meant his favorite family could smoothe things out a lot faster.

by the time reki returns, qi fang is sat up and looking just a little bashful from all of his mother's fussing and attention. he's already downed his second shot of medicine and is currently working through his second cup of tea (with honey, a little too much of it, but he didn't dare to comment on it). he definitely breathes a sigh of relief when he sees the other. ]

How is it out there? A war zone?

TFLN / OPEN RP / THREADTRACKER

don't blame the victim!

except in this case where it's all ur fault

hdu

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