"Love? Love?" 

Tsukishima looked over, trying not to cough. 

Yamaguchi rolled closer to the bed. "You're sick?" 

"It's a small cold. Don't worry."

He furrowed his brows, worried. He felt of Tsukishima's forehead. "It's hot." 

"Haha… Yeah." Tsukishima turned over. "Mm… How are you?" 

"Oh… Okay. I'm okay." Yamaguchi struggled, trying to get on the bed. 

"You can't feel your legs?" 

"Kinda. It's diff… Difficult." 

Tsukishima got him on the bed, achey. He was so tired and felt ill. He had work though and should be okay. 

Tsukishima got Yamaguchi to sleep, slipping away to work. Tomas greeted him, smiling and hugging him. "Gosh, you feel really warm." 

"Tadashi said that too." Tsukishima sneezed. He then coughed, turning away. 

Tomas flinched. "Gross…" 

"Hm?" 

"You're sick. You're supposed to stay home." 

"I can't risk missing days and money. I'm fine." 

"You still get paid here though?" Tomas laughed nervously. "Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine." Tsukishima crossed his arms, chilly. "What do we have today?" 

"A class of kindergarteners." Tomas flinched as Tsukishima coughed from his chest. "Oh goodness…" 

Tsukishima yawned. "It's not that bad." 

Tomas nodded, walking away. He called Kuroo, who came to the museum. He was in pajamas and tired, not wanting to argue with Tsukishima. 

The coughing was alarming, seeing as it sounded like it hurt. 

"Kei! Yama wants you home." 

Tsukishima looked up from his book. "Mm? Why? Did he fall?" 

"No. He just needs you back home." 

Tsukishima sighed. "When my shift is over I'll go." 

"Wouldn't you think he needed you though?" 

Tsukishima closed his book. "I'm going to be right back." 

Kuroo trailed behind him in his car. He went to the apartment, discovering Yamaguchi snoring loudly in the living room. He was huddled into Tsukishima's hoodie and a pillow, his favorite comforter draped over him. 

"He's sleeping?" 

"Weird." 

Tsukishima coughed into his sleeve, chilly. 

Yamaguchi whined, opening his eyes. He wasn't used to waking up super early so his naps were nice and now he was awake. 

"Tsuki?" 

Tsukishima cringed. "Sorry." 

Yamaguchi sighed, turning over. He looked over Tsukishima before humming and easing himself up, standing on wobbly legs. Kuroo gasped. 

"Mm?" 

"You can do that?" 

"Y-yeah." 

"Oh man that's awesome." 

Yamaguchi grabbed Tsukishima's wrist, pulling him to himself and pressing his hand to his cheek and forehead. "Down." 

"Tadashi- come-" Tsukishima started to cough, turning away. He spit into the kitchen trash can to get rid of the mucus. 

Yamaguchi stared at him, nearly glaring. "Lay. Down." 

Tsukishima glared back. "I'm not fighting you about this." 

Kuroo sighed. He walked into the bathroom, calling Tomas. When he walked out he had a thermometer that he pressed to Tsukishima's forehead. "So if he has above 100 he's gonna need to stay home?" 

Tsukishima sighed. Kuroo checked the thermometer. "102." 

Yamaguchi huffed. He glared at Tsukishima, pointing to the couch. 

"Damn it." Tsukishima laid down. Yamaguchi stumbled into the kitchen, grabbing an icepack and a small towel. 

Tsukishima had to lay down as Yamaguchi put the icepack on his forehead and curled up with him. Kuroo got him water and put his glasses far enough away so he wouldn't get them. 

"There is no reason for this…" 

Yamaguchi squirmed. He smiled. "Love?" 

"What?" 

"Shhhh." 

Tsukishima looked over, seeing the pain in his partner's eyes. Standing and walking were incredibly painful for him still, even if he didn't do anything much. Guilt filled Tsukishima. "I'm sorry Tadashi…" 

Yamaguchi huddled closer. He closed his eyes. "Is okay." His body relaxed and he jolted. 

"It hurts?" 

"Lil…" Tsukishima pulled the pillow from under his head, easing it under Yamaguchi's back. He whined. 

"What is it?" 

"Yours." 

"It'll be fine." 

Kuroo walked out, being sure to be quiet. 

Yamaguchi snuggled up to Tsukishima, rubbing his cheek against his bicep. Tsukishima squirmed. He set his head on Yamaguchi's chest. After a while, Tsukishima fell asleep, breathing against Yamaguchi's neck. 

Yamaguchi rubbed the back of his head, smiling. He felt okay but his back was so sore. He'd been warned that it would hurt. Walking and standing were difficult.

How was he going to walk down the aisle and stand at the alter? 

Yamaguchi sighed softly. "Mm…" 

Tsukishima shifted, whining loudly. 

"Shhhh." 

"Fuckin pineapple bitch…" 

Yamaguchi snorted. "Wha?" 

Tsukishima giggled. "Kidding." 

"Shhhh." 

"Shhhh. She's gonna… Mm." Tsukishima kissed Yamaguchi's Adam's Apple. "Chomp." 

Yamaguchi remembered suddenly that Tsukishima talked in his sleep when he got sick and smiled. It wasn't good that he got that sick but it was funny when he talked in his sleep. 

"Babe… Babe!" 

"Mm?" 

"Ow…" 

Yamaguchi kissed the top of his head. "What?" 

"I got poked by the pineapple. She sees in the dark." Tsukishima groaned, whispering now. "What a bitch." 

Yamaguchi snorted, startling Tsukishima slightly. The blond woke slightly. "Baby? What was that?" 

"Sneeze." 

"Sneeze?"

"Mhmm." 

"Alright." Tsukishima yawned. "Can we go to our bed?"

Yamaguchi nodded, sitting up. Tsukishima sat up slowly and lifted Yamaguchi, taking them to their bed and laying down, falling back asleep within minutes. He had Yamaguchi lay against his side, closer to the wall in case he had an urge to get up and decided to get up despite his legs being weak. 

It was hours before Tsukishima woke up, sweating and needing to drink some water. Yamaguchi held him, wiping away his sweat and making sure he was okay. After a bit Tsukishima fell asleep again, being held just over Yamaguchi's lap. He curled up, just holding on. 

When he woke up again it was for a late lunch and more water. 

"Love?" 

"Mm?"

"Wanna bath?" 

"Mm… No. I'll probably fall asleep in the bath." Tsukishima laughed, exhausted. He kissed Yamaguchi's temple before turning away to cough. "God…"

Yamaguchi pat his back. 

Tsukishima blew out slowly. He got up, head swimming. "Be right back." 

He watched as Tsukishima went into the bathroom across the hall and heard violent coughing and Tsukishima gag. Yamaguchi hurried to the best of his ability to get to him, worried. Tsukishima, no matter how sick he was, never threw up. "Tsuki?!" 

Tsukishima coughed. He panted before throwing up again. "Oh, God…" 

Yamaguchi shakily sat down. He noticed how pale his boyfriend was and wiped off his chin. Carefully, he set his ear against his chest. "Hurts?" 

"Slightly. It's my throat." 

Yamaguchi nodded. He sat up and flushed the toilet. He gently set his hands on Tsukishima's cheeks. Tsukishima put his hands over Yamaguchi's, putting his head down. 

"Sorry." 

"Tsuki…" Yamaguchi started to lift his head. 

"No, no I'll throw up again." 

Yamaguchi stopped before hugging him. "Love you." 

"I love you too." Tsukishima sneezed. He groaned after. "My throat hurts…" 

"Tea." 

Tsukishima nodded. He was put into their bed where he sipped water and tea for a while before cuddling with Yamaguchi, watching TV until Yamaguchi fell asleep. 

He'd been able to fall asleep despite being startled about Tsukishima's persistent cough. At some point, he'd turned around and lazily pat Tsukishima's head. This resulted in Tsukishima doing it back, telling him to shut up. 

Ah, love with a partial jerk. 

How weird. 

****

Yamaguchi yawned, turning over. "Shuddup."

"Listen. I gotta gooo. More rats and stuff." 

Yamaguchi whined. "Tsuki shush!"

"Nooo come eat them." Tsukishima shifted. He shivered. "I wanna cake so bad." 

Yamaguchi huffed. 

"Shhhh. I'm gonna fart in here." 

"No…" 

Tsukishima farted and smacked his lips. "Good night." 

"Jeez… Night." 

Yamaguchi wanted so badly to wake him but the other male would have cried and he didn't want to do all of that at two in the morning. Instead, he rolled over and screamed, hitting the floor. That woke Tsukishima easily and he shot up. 

Yamaguchi shook in pain, huffing.

Tsukishima put him in bed. "Are you okay?" 

Yamaguchi held onto him, biting back tears. 

"Tadashi?"

Yamaguchi leaned back. "Whew…" 

Tsukishima laid down. He put Yamaguchi on his other side and spooned him. When both were almost asleep Tsukishima's cough came back. It lasted nearly fifteen minutes before Yamaguchi kicked Tsukishima out of their bed and he slept in the tub, comfortable and quiet. 

It was lonely now. A little cold. 

Yamaguchi slept for an hour before getting up to see Tsukishima snoring peacefully in the tub, hugging a pillow to his chest. Yamaguchi climbed into the tub and Tsukishima held him close. His breathing seemed a little ragged as if he had bad allergies with too much mucus to handle. 

****

Iwaizumi knocked on the door in front of him, sighing. He was still in his scrubs and tired. 

The door opened and Iwaizumi look down slightly. "Hey, Yamaguchi. Are you doing okay?" 

"Uh… Yes." Yamaguchi glanced into the hall. "Why?" 

"Kuroo said Tsukishima has been sick for about a week and is worried. Do you mind if I check on him?"

"He's sleep… Asleep." 

"That's okay." 

Yamaguchi rolled backward. "Mkay." 

Iwaizumi followed him to his room where Tsukishima was sleeping, trapped by pillows. "He looks tired from the eye bags. Can you wake him up?"

Yamaguchi nodded. It took a moment before he got on the bed and leaned over, gently waking Tsukishima. Tsukishima woke up, looking exhausted. 

"Good morning." 

"Mornin?" Tsukishima croaked. 

Iwaizumi showed no reaction. "You two have a thermometer?" 

"Mhmm." Tsukishima fumbled for it on the messy nightstand, not able to see. 

"Blind ass." Yamaguchi picked it up. 

"Fuck off." Tsukishima put his head down.

Iwaizumi gently measured his temperature, noticing how achy Tsukishima was when he had gotten sat up a moment earlier. His temperature was high still. "Can I listen to your heart really quick?" 

Tsukishima turned over. 

Iwaizumi listened to him breathe and paused. It sounded like he had liquid on his lungs. "Hey does your chest hurt?" 

"It's sore… Why?" 

"Ah, that's… You might need to be checked out." 

Tsukishima huffed. He turned onto his other side. 

"It sounds a lot like pneumonia man. That's worrying." 

Tsukishima whined. "I hate you right now." 

Iwaizumi sighed. "I just got off..." He got out his phone and texted someone. "Come on, at least get it checked out." 

"Love, please," Yamaguchi whispered. 

Tsukishima looked up. He sat up carefully. "His back is worse today so I'll uh... Need help." 

Yamaguchi was moved into his chair and helped with Tsukishima changing into better clothing. They got Tsukishima into the car before Yamaguchi had to wait for Iwaizumi to move papers to get him and his chair into the car. It was typical but frustrating. 

Tsukishima didn't do well with the car ride, throwing up when Iwaizumi gave him a puke bag. God this sucked.