Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most
By TG
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Disclaimer: I don't own Tennis no Ohjisama! (tho I wish I did )
Disclaimer2: I don't own the song Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
Warnings: Probable OOC-ness, first time writing TnO, let alone Royal Pair. Established relationship. Un-betaed and written in ten minutes:)
Summary: Ryoma and Atobe are watching a movie when Ryoma gets up to use the restroom.
Snark2 Theme: #6 Playing nurse
Enjoy!
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Ryoma was currently sitting tucked next to Atobe's side, watching a film in Atobe's expansive cinema room, outfitted with a projector, theatre seats, a popcorn maker, a soda fountain (with Ponta, to the high school junior's delight), and every movie under the sun. Though most people would be enjoying the experience immensely, Ryoma was not.
It's not that he didn't enjoy Monkey King's presence -although that was sometimes a difficult task to accomplish in itself- but he had a raging headache and had had a sore throat for a few days now. He hadn't wanted to tell anyone, because he and Atobe were supposed to go on a date, and Ryoma rarely got to see Atobe since the latter started college. With Ryoma's tennis tournaments and school work, finding coinciding openings in their schedules was near impossible.
Ryoma snuggled into the warmth that was Atobe, sighing in resignation to his fate to endure the pain-filled night. Out of the corner of the junior's eye, he saw Atobe smile and decided it would be worth it.
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Forty-five minutes later, Ryoma had drunk enough water to sooth his sore throat and decided he needed to find a restroom. He untangled himself from his lover, whose rapt attention was focused on the movie, and muttered something about using the restroom before he left the room.
Ryoma was halfway to his destination when his vision began to swim. He shook his head, chalking it up to the massive headache he had and continued on his way. A few seconds later he began to shiver, even though he had been warm a few minutes ago. He had a bad feeling about this.
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Atobe looked up as the credits rolled across the screen. Frowning at the absence of a smaller body next to his, he racked his brain as he tried to remember where Ryoma had gone.
'Ah yes, the restroom. But wait, that had been twenty minutes ago. It's unlikely he got lost, since he's been here so often in the past few years… He should have been back by now. Ore-sama shall look for him.'
Atobe rose from the theatre seats and went looking for the high school junior. He checked all the bathrooms on the floor, and he was just beginning to get worried. Not a minute after, he stumbled upon Ryoma. The smaller man was laying face-down on the floor just outside the last bathroom on the floor, shivering and drenched in sweat.
Atobe's eyes widened in surprise and immediately rolled Ryoma over and picked him up bridal-style to carry him up the stairs to Atobe's room. As soon as Ryoma was tucked snuggly under the covers and had a cool wet washcloth over his forehead, Atobe called for the resident doctor.
Atobe paced as the doctor examined Ryoma, taking his temperature and blood pressure and such. After a few minutes, the doctor told an anxious Atobe that Ryoma had a fever and must have been feeling under the weather for a few days.
'A cold.. It's just a cold,' Atobe thought in relief. He told the doctor he would stay with Ryoma until the fever broke, ignoring the fact that he could catch the cold himself.
About half an hour later, as Atobe was reading War and Peace, he heard the mattress shifting slightly and looked down to see his lover's eyes half open. Atobe put the book down and took up Ryoma's hand instead.
"Monkey King," Ryoma rasped out.
Atobe ignored the dig and asked the all-important question, "Why?"
Ryoma smirked, and with his cheeks still flushed from fever, Atobe thought Ryoma looked adorable. "We never….date. Looking forward… Didn't want….break off." Ryoma replied brokenly.
Atobe affectionately ruffled Ryoma's dark locks and smiled genuinely down at the junior. "You're an idiot, you know that?"
"You're a Monkey King," was all Atobe got back.
Atobe leaned over and nuzzled Ryoma's neck. "Get some rest, Koi. I'll still be here when you wake up."
"Hai," was the drowsy answer.
Atobe sighed and sat back on the chair, one hand holding up War and Peace, the other gripping his lover's hand as the junior slept. Every so often he'd glance at Ryoma's sleeping form and couldn't help but think how perfect this was.
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Thanks for reading!