Third person point of view
Christian woke up to the alarm and turned it off. He felt that the body in his arms was warmer than usual. He touched Oliver's forehead and it was warm. Oliver also woke up. " What happened ? " " Why is your body so warm ? " " Is it ? I don't feel anything ". Christian frowned. " Maybe your hands are just cold ".
Oliver said and got out of bed. Christian tilted his head and let it be. They got ready and Oliver left for work like usual. Christian still thought something was wrong. His day went by like usual and he went to find Oliver for lunch. He walked in and Jason was the first to notice him. Oliver was nowhere to be seen.
" Where is Oliver ? " " In the lounge. He said he had a headache ". Christian sighed and walked there. He opened the door and saw Oliver curled up on the couch. He went closer and touched his forehead. It was hot. Oliver opened his eyes. " What are you doing here ? " " I wanted to have lunch with you ".
The nasally voice provided his guess right. Christian frowned. " Did you get caught in the rain yesterday ? " Oliver sat up with a groan. " I changed my clothes after coming back ". " What about your hair ? Did you dry it properly ? Did you drink something warm to warm yourself up ? " Christian put his hands on his hips.
Oliver pursed his lips and lowered his head like a kid who knew he made a mistake. Christian didn't have the heart to scold him. " Let's go home. Take some rest and you will be fine. There is medicine at home ". Oliver nodded obediently. He collected his things and told Jason to take care of things and left with Christian.
Christian made a call to his HOD and informed that he wanted a leave. The HOD heard the reason and approved it. " Why did you go in the rain ? " " I did look for an umbrella but it was not there. And the rain didn't look like it would stop soon. So I just ran since it was close by anyway ". Christian sighed and rubbed Oliver's head.
He would generally leave it in his car as he would not go anywhere once he came to the hospital or if he wanted, he could go take it. But now he decided to put one in his room too. Not like it would take up that much space. They soon reached their house and Christian carried Oliver up the stairs. " I am not that fragile ". He covered his face and sneezed.
Christian chuckled. Oliver lost face and kept his lips shut. Christian put him on the bed and brought the medicine box. He checked the temperature. " 101 F. You still want to say you are fine ". Oliver smiled sweetly. Christian shook his head. He washed the thermometer and put it inside. " I will make you some food and then you can take the tablet ".
Oliver nodded. " I might not hear if you call me. Keep the phone with you and call me if there is something ". " Okay ". Christian pulled the quilt up and went to the kitchen. He made some light food and took it to the bedroom. He put some on a plate and turned to Oliver. Oliver just opened his mouth without taking the plate.
Christian smiled and picked up the spoon. He blew on the food and fed it to Oliver. Oliver ate well and enjoyed the personal feeding service. He even elegantly wiped his mouth with the tissue. Christian put the utensils away and brought the medicine. Oliver took it and sat leaning against the headboard.
" Don't sleep right away ". Oliver nodded. " You should go eat ". Christian nodded. He boiled some spaghetti and had it with the readymade sauce. He went back and saw Oliver trying not to fall asleep. " I only said a few minutes ". " Not that. I was waiting for you ". Christian sat beside him and put his hands around Oliver.
Oliver looked up at him. " Will you also catch it if you sleep with me ? " " No. I have good immunity ". " Then sleep with me ". " Alright ". Christian pulled the curtains close and went to bed. Oliver snuggled up to him and fell asleep in a blink. Christian rubbed his head. He just lied there.
He also slept for a while in between. He woke up as it was getting darker and got out of bed. It was already half past 6. Oliver has to take medicine again. He went to the kitchen and made food for both of them. He took it upstairs and turned the lights on. He sat on the bed and pulled the quilt a little. " Baby ". He called in a small voice and Oliver stirred.
" Are you hungry ? Or will you wait for a while and eat ? " Oliver sat up. " I will eat ". " Alright ". Christian fed him again and made him take the medicine. He also ate the food and went back up. Oliver was scrolling through his phone. He put it away when Christian sat beside him. He hugged Christian.
" I wanted to go for a picnic this weekend. But looks like our plans failed ". They were planning it for Sunday but it was already Thursday and he was sick. Christian rubbed his head. " We can go next week ". " Yes ". Christian touched Oliver's forehead. It wasn't as hot anymore. " Go to sleep ". Oliver nodded.
Christian didn't feel sleepy so he sat there. Oliver fell asleep pretty fast again. Christian went to the bathroom and took some small towels. He put them under the water and then squeezed them a little. He folded it and went back out. He put it on Oliver's forehead. He picked up a book and read it for a while.
He changed the towel before sleeping. Christian kept changing the towel throughout the night. He was the first one to wake up. He held Oliver's wrist and it did not feel as hot. He sighed and took the towel away. He went to the bathroom and finished everything. He went to the kitchen and toasted some bread for both of them.
When Christian went up, the bed was empty. He looked towards the bathroom. " Oliver ? " " Yes ". " Nothing ". Christian put the breakfast aside and went to get the thermometer. Oliver sat on the bed and Christian checked his temperature again. " It is still at 100 ". " You should take medicine again today and it will go down by tomorrow ".
Oliver nodded. Their day was rather plain. They just stayed at home and lazed around. Christian changed the towels all night again. Oliver was the first to wake up the next day. His cold was already gone and his body also felt better. He felt the weight on his head and picked it up. It was a towel and it was still a little moist.
He turned to Christian who was still sleeping. He put the towel aside and moved close. Christian hugged him back and they slept for some more time. Christian woke up after a while and checked Oliver's forehead. Oliver did not sleep deeply and opened his eyes when the hand landed on his forehead.
" How are you feeling ? " Christian's voice sounded a little husky having just woken up. Oliver's heart skipped a beat. " Good ". " Alright. Take a warm shower for today. Don't soak in the water ". Oliver nodded. Christian smiled and got out of bed. His routine was the same. Oliver took a shower and went to the kitchen.
He saw Christian making some coffee. He already made sandwiches. Oliver sat at the table. " Want some milk ? " Oliver took a bite of the sandwich and nodded. Christian poured a cup for him and took it along with his coffee. They had breakfast and Christian felt his heart settle down. There was no discomfort or temperature. Oliver was as cheerful as always.
-MG