You tossed the empty tissue box across the room and sighed deeply, "maybe it was all that stress."

Moving into your new apartment was not easy. Especially when you did most of the moving by yourself because you dated a S-class germaphobe.

Even you were surprised that you managed to finish without dying first, but it did lead to a nasty cold.

"Sa-ku-sa!~" you cooed into the mic on your phone.

"Please refrain from doing that (F/n)."

"Why? Does it turn you—"

"Your sinuses are backed up and your voice is raspy. Instead of unnecessarily using your voice until you lose it, take some medicine and sleep. The more you call me, the longer it'll be until you see me.  I'm not going to become the victim of your illness due to your carelessness. Please take care of yourself."

"...something is seriously wrong with you."

"I'm going to hang up now," he stated bluntly.

"W-wait! You can't come over..? What if I die here? No one would even know!" you whined.

"No, it's just a cold (F/n), I'll call you later."

"Geez, he treats me like a child sometimes," you pout to yourself as you place your phone on the nightstand next to you, "I'm pretty tired though, I guess I'll nap for a bit.."

*timeskip*

Sakusa was usually cool-headed. You've obviously been sick before in your life, but the time gap between when you last called him was only getting longer. He hasn't even gotten a stupid text message from you yet.

Giving in, he decided to call you, but the line was dead on your end. The anxiety started to kick in. It really isn't such a big deal, however it probably had to do with the fact that you lived alone now and well... you weren't the best at taking care of yourself.

After attempting to call you several times, he decided to pack some things and head out. He hated the fact that he had to go into that petri dish of an apartment, but it was better than sitting around and worrying about a dork.

Knocking on your door several times you still didn't answer.

'What if she passed out..?'
'Did something happen is that why she isn't answering anything?'

He quickly used a spare key you lent him and he held his mask close to his face as he rushed in to look for you.

He found you laying still on your mattress, "(F/n)."

After calling your name a few times he inched closer and you didn't even make any sign of movement. Since you were under the covers it was hard to see whether you were breathing or not.

"(F/n)!" He grabbed your shoulder shook you harshly.

"....what... I'm hungry..." You slurred wiping the drool off of your mouth, "am I getting robbed..? Eh, I have no energy for this."

"(F/n)," Sakusa sighed in relief before sanitizing his hands.

"Kiyoomi? You're here! You missed me that much?" You sat up quickly with a large smile on your face.

"Hold your breath for a second," Sakusa reached into his bag and pulled out a mask for you. He looped the mask onto your ears and tucked the messy stray locks away from your face. Pinching the bridge of the nose you whine in response, "you weren't answering to any of my calls. Wear this while I'm here, I'm going to clean this place up a bit."

"I'm surprised, you're not that paranoid today. I thought this was like your worst nightmare," you giggled.

"I'm not that dramatic."

"Yeah you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yep."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"....yes."

"Do you want me to leave?" He groaned turning towards you after cleaning your furniture with disinfecting wipes.

"Okay, okay! Hey Kiyo, can you make me some chicken noodle soup?"

"You haven't ate yet? It's past dinner time already."

"I kinda... stayed in bed all day," you sheepishly rubbed the back of your head.

"So you haven't eaten at all. This is why I worry," he mumbled, "Okay fine."

After cleaning your kitchen, he was able to comfortably make you dinner while you sat in your room singing to yourself.

"Kiyo! I love you!~ bleh," you shouted.

"Didn't I tell you about unnecessarily using your voice."

*timeskip*

After some time has passed, it was getting pretty late and Sakusa had finished disinfecting your apartment.

"Are you going home?" you asked sadly.

"I don't know if I'll sleep very well here when you're sick."

"Oh, okay."

"I'll be back."

"..."

"In the morning."

"..."

He huffed in defeat, "what do you want me to do?"

"If you really have to go then give me a kiss," you whined pulling down your mask making his eye brows furrow.

"That defeats he whole purpose of everything I've been doing," he carefully lifted your mask back onto your face again, "that's not going to happen for awhile."

"A mask kiss?"

"No."

"Okay, fine. You can go then," You frowned turning away from him on your bed.

'Well, if you act like that...' Sakusa ruffled his hair and tossed a blanket over your head. Leaning over the bed he pulled down his mask and gently kissed the side of your face through the comforter, "I'll sleep on the couch for tonight, let me know if you need anything."

You squealed happily under your covers making him smile a bit.

"If I get sick you're not leaving my sight until I'm 100% better," he threatened before shutting off your lights.

"You'd probably kill me before that even happens.."

A/n
Let's be honest here, Sakusa would probably not even visit or even be in the 10foot radius anyone if they were sick, but let's make him soft n clingy for today. An exception.
Also, am I touch starved?
Yes, very much so.
but also,, do not touch me. (unless you're sugawara, the things i'd do to just get a hug from sugawara)
Also i'm still alive and currently failing my psych class; f u n. other than that i love you.
stay safe and ill see y'all later.