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[closetsnzbian]

"Oh, darling, bless you," and "bless you, babe" Some of the hottest words on the planet right there <that's it, that's the post>

[thekinkyleopard]

Why Me?

An Alistar x Draeko Sick Fic

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Sexual Tension, Snz, Sick, Fluff, Slight Angst

Author’s Notes: Hi guys! Been awhile since I’ve posted something, so sorry! I was pet sitting for the week and let’s just say those dogs would not let me have a moment of peace. 😭😭😭 I’m going to try to get a bunch done this week, as I’ll probably have more overnights at the end of this month to do. 🥲 So honestly, me and Geezie love Al x Drae’s relationship, so I thought I’d do a one shot of Al taking care of Drae. :>

Description: Al is stuck babysitting the sickly mutt, instead of enjoying a day of leisure. Can he contain himself against the mutt’s kitten like sneezing??

“Luciftias…I don’t want to go without you…I should be here, rubbing your leaking face holes with soft mulched tree sheets…” The grey skinned man looked somberly down at the sniffling, and stifling mutt. The mint and pink themed boy met his gaze with the other and tried to muster up the softest smile he could through tear stained cheeks and a reddened nose.

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be better in no time but you can’t miss this….these divers are experts and they don’t tour out here often…” doing whatever he could to convince the hound not to miss out on such an opportune moment to learn about the ocean. Something not many got to.

“How will I know how to act? Or what to do? I need you there…” Kanai almost whimpered, feeling slightly a miss without the mutt coming with him. They’d been inseparable since they met, and this would be the real challenge. Trying to blend into a human setting without his …relatively…human guide. Drae tried to muster up the energy to giggle, shaking his head softly back and forth.

“You got this, okay? I’ll be here healing, you go learn! Text me if you need to, remember I showed you how to do that right?”

“Yes…okay…well…I can’t leave you to fend for yourself….” He considered for a moment what he was supposed to do in a situation like this. When suddenly it hit him. “I know,” his face beamed brightly, in aura, his expression mostly lay flat, either way it was something that didn’t happen too often, as he was mostly void of any expression. Now standing to his feet, he quickly made his way down the hall of the apartment he shared with his best friend. As he approached the door he could hear ICP playing very loudly from the other side of the door. Kanai knocked at a decent decibel, hoping to acquire the demon's attention.

Soon enough, the music cut and the bedroom door swung open. Alistar stood there shirtless, in a pair of black occult sweatpants and his ruby red hair tied up in a ponytail as his crimson eyes looked Kanai up and down. "Sup dude?" curious as to what he wanted, he cocked a thin red brow, knowing full well the hound had plans for the day.

"I need you to help me," the navy haired demon said simply, his emotionless eyes resting on that of the other.

"Ok, with what?" Cocking his head upward now, Al was intrigued by his friend’s sudden dance around the subject.

"I need you to look after Draeko while I'm out, he isn't feeling well," immediately Al's eyebrows fell into a furrowed motion and he crossed his arms over his chest as he absorbed the inconvenient request.

"Why me? I dont know the first thing about whatever the hell it is he's got," scoffing with a dramatic toss of his head.

"For me? Please?" This time Kanai stared straight into Alistar’s….being. Can you really say he has a soul? Maybe somewhere in there, to whatever part of Al’s body Kanai often appealed to, he bore into it.

"Fine...but you owe me," folding like a lawn chair, as he typically did in matters like these, but he was pointing a serious index finger into the other's slyly smug face.

"Thank you, Al," He nodded his head gently in a kind gesture, his face turned up, almost as if he would smile, but the motion was still too foreign to the hound. Yet the change in his general energy, could be easily deciphered from the red head. Al rolled his eyes, trying to push away the blush that was almost unnoticeable if he wasn’t so pale. Ever since Drae started coming around he was doing that, almost smiling thing more. Typically it was only something he had seen when they’d done something malicious, but it was still very different from that. However, things were changing for them now. Both of them.

"Yeah, yeah...so like...what do I have to do?" begrudgingly he started following the man out to the living room, now where they both loomed over the sniffling mess of a man that lay across their couch.

"You just have to always ask him what he needs...a lot....maybe set a timer every 15 minutes to check in on him.." he thought thoroughly before stopping in their tracks.

"Oh...jeez..he looks like he's dying...are you sure he's not dying?" Alistar looked over at Kanai with an air of seriousness, never having really seen a human this ill, without the reason being heavy addiction. Drae peaked open his dulled duo colored eyes and sniffled weakly.

"I'b not dying...I'b jusd sicg!" he huffed with a slight attitude causing Al to narrow his eyes over the little mutt. The two hadn't really exactly spent a whole lot of time together. Alistar thought Drae more like, a stupid distraction pulling his best friend's attention from him. Manipulating other's wasn't quite as fun without Kanai beside him thinking he was making acquaintances. Drae thought of Al as some bitter, angry, loser that was holding Kanai back. They clashed any time they shared a room together since K started dragging the mutt around with them every where they went.

"Listen here kiddo, if you're going to act like a priss I'll have you know I'-..." grumbling with slight agitation before Kanai lifted his hand in the space between the two of them.

"No, Drae is allowed to feel whatever emotions he feels Al, and you have to understand he is sick, he isn't himself...suck it up," Kanai spoke while gathering all his things and kissing the mutt on his forehead before taking his leave from the apartment all together. "Be good," he spoke more toward Al than he was Drae. The demon rolled his red eyes dramatically before looking down at the mutt once more, the front door now closing shut.

"....Is there anything you need....?" grumbing meerly under his breath but enough for the other to catch it.

"Y-yeah...I'm kind of hungry actually?" Drae perked up slightly his gaze leering slowly up at the anti-christ that refused to make eye contact with him.

"Uh...ok...what do you want?" looking to the side, he wasn't much of a cook, truly, the convenience of delivery and take out was far too grand than learning how to cook for one's self. Why would he? He could have all the money he wanted, and never have to lift a finger.

"Soup?" the mutt asked with a sore throat, trying to swallow the feeling of pins sliding down his esophagus. "Maybe some water?" bringing a tissue up to his swollen and red nose, an action caught by the red head who deemed the motion, rather cute in a strange way.

"I can make mac n cheese," he shrugged his shoulders, finally now attempting to look the other in his face, but still avoiding their eyes touching.

"No, I can'd habe thad, Al, it's bad for sicg people, it mages id worde cause of the dairy in id," furrowing his eyebrows in distaste at the mere suggestion of a flemmy meal.

"Uncle Fuckin’…..fine, whatever. I'll just order something, what kind of soup do you want?" Now pulling out his latest upgrade iphone and scrolling through the uber eats app. "They got some shit called pho, you want that?" looking up from his screen momentarily to possibly catch a response through Drae's face.

"Mmh...no...I jusd wand something comfording..." he mulled over the idea for a second but never really took to much a liking to pho. He snuffled loudly, though it was still soft and less disruptive than your typical sniff. “Sndfff…”

"Okaaaay....I could order from this weird diner, they have beef stew? Or clam chowder?" not even really certain what these kind of meals were. Al hated soup. Liquid meal? It's not a meal, its a beverage, with chunks. Gross.

"Stew sounds kind of nice...." Draeko started when he suddenly felt a painful, persistent prickle at the bridge of his nose. It crept higher, and higher. It overwhelmed him until he was hitching his mouth wide open and squinting his eyes almost halfway shut. "Heh'Kisssh!" a breathy kitten like sneeze escaped his mouth, flinging his arm across his face in order to catch the mess in the crook of his elbow.

"W-Wha?" Alistar blushed brightly at the sound, looking up from his phone to see the other still struggling to keep himself under control. Eyes leaking, nose swelling and lips dripping as he hitched again. The demon froze, just watching as his heart started to beat rapidly.

" 'ihschh! H'sSHIEW!" Again, and again the mutt suffered through as his tiny sneezes echoed the space between the two men. Al clutched his phone tightly in his right hand as he just continued to stare, almost in a trance, unaware of what was happening to him right now. Usually he was a man of composure, cool, slick, but currently he felt like he could melt into a physical puddle.

"Wait what's...what's happening are y-you okay?" he asked cautiously reaching his left palm out to gently touch the hybrid's sweating forehead.

"I'-Hih' I'm ...'TSCH! Fibe..." Draeko grumbled and sneezed, swatting his hand away trying to gain some sense of composure as his nose started to leak.

"You're literally exploding from your face," Alistar quickly looked around and grabbed a tissue bringing it over to the mutt and gently dabbing at the other's wet face.

"I'b sneeding," Drae rolled his tear stained eyes, allowing the other to help clean him up, a simple but kind gesture, it couldn't hurt to actually allow the hellion to tend to him.

"Yeah, I know what a sneeze is but...I didn't realize so many could come out at once..." looking completely entranced by the other’s stuffy, and snotty state of being. His motions moving slower as he started to notice the fine details of his chapped skin. Drae’s breath snagged in his throat once again, trying his best to respond.

"S-some-tim..'ihschh! H'TSCH! 'sHiew!" Befouled by the inevitable illness that had it’s tightened grasp on the small mutt. His sounds were innocent, like a small cat, there was minimal mess, but still puffs of stray mist would escape past his arm. Alistar felt his heart beating in places it certainly shouldn’t be at current as he tried his best to compose himself, he cleared his throat, standing back from the other’s space now.

“Okay well, uh…I’m gonna order that…stew…” he lingered as he contemplated his next move. Was he going to go back to his room and return to his previous tasks or, should he stay? Granted, the worse the mutt got, the more Alistar felt the innate urge to ravish him, but that was certainly inappropriate. He took a deep breath and swallowed. “Alright I’ll let you know when it’-…” cut off by the softest, most defiant whimper he’s ever heard, it caused a rush of heat to flood through the back of his ears and jaw.

“S-Stay? Keep me company?” Draeko pleaded from behind his stack of blankets, and used tissues, those glistening mint and pink colored eyes staring right through the soulless demon. His blackened fingers twitched as his sides. He knew he shouldn’t but, fine. He’ll do it for the sake of his best friend, and behave to his best ability.

“Uh…Alright…” looking around Al found himself more comfortable sitting on the ground next to the sofa Draeko was laying across. “You want to…idk…watch something?” He asked almost nervously, there was something off about the demon now, and Draeko could suddenly sense it. He had no time to ask questions as he continued to cough, and sniffle into his palm of crinkled tissues.

“Hnnn…” he groaned in response leaving the hellion in charge of having to make the decision.

“Okay, what if….I show you the Kardashians, huh?? They’re totally tone deaf to society around them and are actively shitty people, it’s fun to watch them scramble for a sense of normalcy in a world they begged for,” he snickered maliciously to himself as he thought back to all the episodes he’d already binged. Drae flopped his head to the side, looking at the demon with a less than amused expression.

“Okay then what do you want to watch?” Sighing deeply and leaning against the couch to look at Drae from an upside down angle.

“Aggretsuko,” he said simply. Al blinked a few times before he raised a thin brow in confusion.

“A what now?” He blinked a few times, not even really sure he heard the mutt correctly.

“Aggretsuko… just gimme the remote,” sticking his one hand out now from under the covers, Al slid the device over to him and the man began to find it in the recents, pressing play. Al went back into his phone now, ignoring the tv altogether in order to finish completing his order.

“You want anything with your stew?” He asked with an unamused tone to his voice.

“Nah,” equally distracted, Drae already found himself lost in the screen title of his show.

“K cool, it’ll be here in like 45 minutes,” clicking his phone shut he set it down on the ground beside his leg and began to watch the screen now in front of them. “What the fuck is this garbage?” He asked as the title scene came to an end and the show itself started. His eyes scanned over the harshly designed animated cat mood switching between scenes.

“It’s like..my favorite show sndfff,” Drae slicked up another mound of building sick from the depths of his sinuses, trying his best to keep them down.

“You can’t actually enjoy this shit can you…?” Alistar’s lip turned up in disgust he was so going to make Kanai pay him back for this. Before the mutt could answer there was a hiccup followed by a series of staggered inhales. “Whoa, is it happening again?” Alistar quickly turned around and almost like a dog that was told ‘treat?’, watching with intense intrigue before the hybrid let loose. Yet, with Al in such close proximity now, it filled him with nerves, stage fright. He stifled. “Hihh’GXXTsh!…Ihh’gxxnt!” shoveling his face deep into the comforter, trying to hide himself away while the feeling of built pressure pounded against his cranium.

“Now come on, that can’t feel good,” clicking his tongue with dissatisfaction. “Let it out!” He turned his body now to face the other fully, while getting a good look at his current state. His usually bright eyes were sunken, and rather lifeless. His mouth was chapped and his nose was almost swollen, hair strewn about in a terribly messy fashion.

“Bud…id’s embaradding….” He mumbled gently, shifting his gaze to the side before reaching for the box to obtain yet another tissue. Slopping it lazily against his aching nose.

“It’s just me here,” cocking a smug smirk before licking his lips dangerously. Draeko rolled his eyes in repetition.

“Thads the problem…” Mumbling with a new found shyness that Al hadn’t usually seen on the normally bubbly man.

“Just let it out,” rolling his own red orbs in reflection, with slight irritation now as he waited for the mutt to stop acting so damn coy. “Here do you want me to close my eyes?” He asked shutting his lids closed finally, Draeko giggled, though it did help a bit with the anxiety.

“Lil bid..” he uttered softly under his breath, already feeling the intense tickling build once more, his throat tightening, the prickle etching through the center of his nostrils the longer he focused on it.

“K’GNSH’’iiew! Hihh’…” his mouth hung open, and he allowed his eyes to fall shut after the first, before another forced itself through. “GXXTSH!” He sniffled loudly, though it still came off as a very gentle sound compared to most people. Alistar’s body trembled, he could not see the action but he could feel the vibration of the couch shaking beneath the pressure of Draeko’s sneezes. His toes curled in his black socks as he could not escape the thoughts in the darkness of his eyelids. His face felt hot.

“Can I look now?” He asked already starting to open his curious red orbs. Suddenly Drae panicked, trying to grab at himself uselessly trying to find something to cover his face but in no time, the dripping from his nose, the sting behind the light shining into his eyes from the peaking curtain, he found himself remaining underneath the cruel fate of fit.

“Ihh’gxXNT’IIEW! Heh’KISSH!” Out into the open air, mists of saliva drifting into the air between the two of them, a few stray droplets hitting the demon across his cheeks. He blinked his crimson reds in …almost amazement as it seemed. Quickly he grabbed a tissue and presented it to the young mutt.

“That was a surprise for you AND me,” he chuckled trying to distract himself from the rising heat within his chest. Draeko took the tissue in his own grasp, patting and rubbing his sore, leaking features.

“Shuddub…” Drae rotated his teary eyes back while blowing his nose self consciously into the thin sheet of tissue. “Uggggh I hade dhis,” he uttered helplessly while continuing to fight off the horrendous feeling that grew inside of him.

“I know, pup, but…you’re leaking like a faucet, and I’m stuck in charge so…is there anything else you need while we wait for your food to arrive?” Seemingly genuine, almost like he was dropping the hardened facade and maybe, cared? Drae blinked and shrugged gently.

“Somb more meds? On tha…uh…” his words fell back down his throat as a gasp of air forced it’s way through, his mouth hung open.

“The…?” Alistar stared at the frozen mutt, hoping to get an answer while he slowly came to a stand.

“Tha..H…Hih’hhishiew!…..counder….” Groaning with a powerful snort of his nose, desperate to feel clarity while his face only felt fuller by the hour.

“A-Alright…” Alistar quickly sped off to the kitchen and clutched the counter with his blackened hands. The Anti-Christ felt like he’d run out of air, like the time he was socked in the chest by Remi for being a bit too cheeky with the cat. He shook his head and tried to balance himself. He was sweating. “What the fuck? Why is my vessel leaking like this?” He swiped at his temples and turned to the sink and flicking it on with one swift motion. “Get it together, dude…” swift flashes of Draeko bent over the couch, looking behind him with that dripping nose and reddened eyes…the feeling of him sneezing while he’s buried…”DUDE,” he scolded himself, now dunking his entire head under the running water. He soaked through his red hair, allowing the shockingly cool temperature change to ground him, letting out a deep, desperate sigh.

“Do not…try and fuck the sick….DONT…” he stared at himself in the reflection of the over head microwave. Turning, he snatched the box of mucinex from the counter as droplets of water trickled down his scalp, neck and exposed back. When he returned to the living room Draeko looked at him with almost certain surprise.

“Why’re you all wed?” Raising a pink brow to examine the demon from head to toe, like he’d had a bucket of water dumped over him. How?

“Mind your business…here,” he tossed the box ontop of the mutt haphazardly, avoiding eye contact before he slid back to the ground, back flush against the couch.

“Okay….” Drae sighed, not liking the sudden change in atmosphere and mood. “Well…I need wader to tage it…” he managed as he fumbled with the plastic sealing on the individual pills.

“Oh shit..ok be right back,” sighing deeply before Al stood back up, walked into the kitchen, grabbed a Mountain Dew from the fridge and then brought it right back out to the mutt.

“Dude….no…wader,” sniffling sharply, pushing his sleeve against his exhausted nose. Alistar sucked in a breath of air through his teeth.

“Fuckin’ Uncle Christ,” he turned sharp on his heels, and back into the kitchen. Flinging open the fridge now with borderline rage, not really at anyone else but himself. If he had maybe a little bit of earthly knowledge in this sort of situation, that would be nice. They don’t really teach ‘Healing the Sick’ in Anti-Christ training. He snagged a water bottle out of the fridge and slammed it shut before he once again, returned to Draeko who was stuffing bits of tissue into his nose and still tending to his ever flowing face. “Here,” he shoved the bottle into the mutt’s lap before once again, taking a seat on the floor. Yet, the second his butt touched the surface, there was a knock.

“Bro! Every time I sit down?!” Now letting out an exuberantly frustrated chuff of air he stood, AGAIN, and stomped his way to the door, flinging it open with such rage that it spooked the delivery person standing on the other side. “What?!” His red eyes narrowed in on the bag in the shaking man’s hand.

“D-delivery f-for Al?” Presenting the bag slowly to the raging demon, he snatched it with his blackened hand, narrowed his eyes and spoke without emotions.

“Thanks,” closing the door he walked into the kitchen, a place he was sick and tired of having to be in, and started to fix a proper bowl of stew for Draeko. “Stupid Kanai…stupid Draeko…stupid earthly illnesses…I just wanted to watch ICP music videos today, maybe jack off a couple times, MAYBE, get some Poon….NO…” he grumbled the entire way through pouring the contents of the Togo bowl into a real temperature regulated containment. “I’m here…taking care of KANAI’S fuckin PET….catching BLUE balls…” Slamming the now empty to go box into the trash, shuffling his feet out back to the living room. While he approached the couch once more with his hands full of soup, uttering, mumbling and grumbling to himself he paused dead in his tracks.

Draeko was sitting up now, hugging his legs, and gently crying into his knees. “Hey…wha-…wait,” Alistar, already feeling and knowing the very real sense in sorrow. He set the bowl aside on the table and he sat next to Drae, looking at him with quizzical eyes. “What’s this? Why are you sad?” He wanted to reach out with his hand but, he couldn’t seem to make his body do it. So his hands stayed in his lap, and his ruby reds bore curiously into the mutt.

“Just leave….if taking care of me is SUCH an inconvenience on you, then leave, I don’t need you stomping around here making me feel worse,” He now looked up at the Hellion with tear stained eyes.

“Hey, wait! I didn’t…..” Al sat back for a second and reflected on the way he acted. Normally, it was fine with just him and Kanai here, but he hadn’t realized how sensitive the pink and mint colored male was. “Look, my bad okay? I just…..” he took a breath in and averted his gaze to the side while the sniffling, shaking mutt listened closely. “I never get to see Kanai anymore..and I just, feel left out…and like I don’t know…” he shrugged.

“Are you jealous of me, Al?” He asked quizzically.

“No. I’m not…jealous? I just hate…that you have such an influence on him, and that…I don’t know, what happens if you put all these things in his head, and then you disappear and he’s not the same as he was before? I’ve seen it ya know…” he muttered running a hand through his crimson threads. “Look, I just…I’m not used to….talking…I just don’t want you to change my best friend for the worst…and not in a fun way either,” he chuckled trying to lighten the seriousness of his sudden vulnerability.

“Oh, I have absolutely no intentions of going anywhere, Al….I really love that big lug…and I know, before you start…” he looked down at his hands. “I know it’s probably highly unlikely that he will even fully understand or truly love me back…” his face turned up into a smile, those his eyes stay somber. “It just means I’ll have to love enough for the both of us, but that’s perfectly fine with me cause, he’s the first person that’s ever felt like home,” trying explain himself the best way he could, looking up now to meet the demon’s avoidant gaze.

Alistar realized in that moment, this may be something incredibly real for his best friend. The only opportunity for him to ever know what it’s like to be loved selflessly.

“I’m sorry I’ve been a heathen….there’s more reason than one but…” he said genuinely, though it was hard to tell how genuine when his face always seemed so emotionless when he was trying to be, vulnerable. Meanwhile, he kept his struggle of arousal to himself. Least he make their newly found friendship, weird. “Let me make it up to you…” he turned his whole body to the side, and he noticed a visible chill go down Draeko’s spin. A tinge of pain shot up the mutt’s body and into his temples.

“Well first…I need a pain killer or something…can you grab me some Tylenol?” Taking the opportunity in the now seemingly once again peaceful environment, to get some relief from his suffering.

“Yeah, no problem, hey there’s soup over there if you’re peckish..” he nodded his head in the general direction of the bowl, before getting up and walking into the kitchen. This time, he wasn’t so angry, but thoughtful in his own head. He hadn’t realized how sensitive earthly beings were and for the first time he was actually aware of how he was carrying himself. Taking a deep breath to make sure he maintained an even aura, he grabbed all the medicine stuff that had been splayed across the counter. “Okay, so hopefully I won’t need to come back for any aide shit,” mumbling softly to himself as he came back arms full of bottles and packaging. “Okay which one is the Tylenol?” Looking down within his loot to scan any of the labels facing him.

“The white bottle with the red lid,” Draeko said before sliding a spoonful of stew down his throat. He was sitting criss cross on the couch, bowl in his lap as he continued to observe the demon. Who, in turn sat on the ground, and spilled over his hoard.

“Red lid….” His eyes visibly scanning through the different items before they spotted the exact bottle description he was given. He snagged it in his hand, turned it over and it read ‘Tylenol’ in bright red letters, satisfied he had found the correct item he popped open the lid and then looked up at the mutt. “Uh…how many you want?” Lifting his brow in confusion. Drae couldn’t help but giggle at this point.

“Are you allergic to reading? Medication bottles usually tell you in the directions how many you can exceed in a 24 hour period,” they both shared a chuckle while Al shook his head.

“My bad ok! They don’t really emphasize the attention to detail on the health care system, just how to abuse it,” he shrugged simply with a snicker before he actually took the time to scan over the bottle. “Okay says don’t exceed 6 so….give you 6? Or?” Fixing his gaze back up to Drae.

“Well I COULD take 6, but that wouldn’t be a good idea, give me two, and then set a timer for two hours for me to take another..okay?” It was slightly taxing having to explain how to take care of him to a seemingly grown man, but he never forgets that both Al and Kanai, are not from here, and it takes patience to deal with them sometimes.

“Alright cool, here’s two then,” the hellion handed the two pills over from his blackened hand and then preemptively taking the bottle of water next to the mutt, twisting off the lid and handing that over as well.

“You ARE learning!” The smaller giggled with a wink before snapping the pills back in his mouth and sloshing it down with the refreshment.

“Whatever,” rolling his crimson’s with a sly smirk spreading across his face. “Okay so you wanna watch that show now?” Though it played softly in the background this entire time, he meant more in the sense of actually watching the damn show instead of going back and forth.

“Yeah!” Drae seemed to cheer up now, before he suddenly looked very, quizzical. “Can I ask a favor though?” A light blush spreading across his cheeks.

“What’s up?” Almost cocking his head to the side as his ruby reds looked over the mutt’s slightly shy expression.

“Will you sit up here with me?” Patting the spot to the right of him, lifting his blankets to clear space for the demon.

“Uh…yeah, sure,” shrugging his shoulders without giving it a second thought, he plopped himself directly next to the small man, slinging a long arm across the back of the couch, behind Drae’s shoulders. “Alright, so what is the point of this show?”

“Well, Retsuko,” he started but quickly was met with interruption by the demon.

“The cat?” Alistar spoke out, looking between the tv and Drae who had just previously tried to speak.

“She’s a red panda!” He seemed offended, but any negative connotation that would come with offense was lost when he shook his head with laugh.

“Okay! Sheesh…” Al returned it with a huff through his nostrils and a toothy grin.

“Anyways…Retsuko works at an office and basically hates it, so she often vents through out the show in the fashion of death metal,” explaining a bit more with his hands than he was with his own words.

“Huh…” The demon now stuck watching a scene to which would be described as Retsuko venting, via death metal. “That’s kind of sick though…I’d probably find the human race a bit more tolerable if this was how they all vented,” he snickered, unconsciously his arm slipped down to pull Draeko into the crook of his chest, essentially snuggling him. Neither of the two men spoke about the sudden closeness they were sharing, it felt rather natural to them as they occasionally chittered and chuckled.

A few episodes went by and at first it seemed like the mucinex and Tylenol were working miracles on getting Draeko to a place of better health. However, mid way through the third episode, he started to feel that tickle again. Drae shifted under Al’s clinging arm, and tried his best to fight the urges rising within him. Alistar noticed the sudden twitching, and shifting under him and he looked down to see the small man’s nose flexing, and twisting.

“You okay?” He asked with a slight edge of concern in his voice.

“N-n…Hh’NDKT’ih! ‘ihschh!” He sneezed toward Al’s bare open chest, a mist of saliva spreading across his flesh. Al froze, and looked down, trying to hide the blush on his face that was surely growing brightly, quickly Drae slapped a hand over his face.

“S-sorry…H’GXTSH’UE! ‘TSCH! H’ih’Sshiew!” Trying now to shield himself as he shoved the blanket up into his face, successfully stifling any continued mess away from the hellion.

“N-No…you’re good…” Alistar muttered weakly as he reached over for a few tissues, bringing them over to Drae’s nose, pinching and rubbing the poor hybrid’s nostrils for him. His gaze staring closely at the darkened circles under the mint and pink orbs. “You need some rest, your vessel is tired,” he warned the mutt lightly while wiping any stray dribbles of saliva that may be on his chin.

“Bud…we’re wadghing someding…” whimpering stuffily he tried his best to keep fighting the broiling symptoms inside him.

“No arguing, sleep will do you some good…maybe laying down will help,” Al leaned back on the couch, his long body spreading as far as he could with the other still sitting there, he opened his arms out. “M’ere,” his fingers wiggling inward toward him, beckoning the sick one to come forth. Letting out a slightly defeated huff before he crawled into the space between Al’s leg’s allowing the demon to wrap his arms around his neck loosely, snuggling together like two puzzle pieces. “See? Get comfy, catch some Z’s it’ll be okay,” bringing a hand over to softly play with the loose strands of hair that fell over his lower abdomen.

“Bud…I’b…nod..” trying to fight against him but unfortunately, the warm body he laid on, and the fingers in his hair quickly sent him into slumber. The exhaustion from suffering all morning long, was just far too great. It was almost instant the second his body had gotten comfortable. Alistar, long abandoning the colorful television show that played mindlessly in the background, his eyes watched over Drae’s now sleeping figure. The way his chest gently rose and fell, but caught and stuttered in between breaths, mouth hanging slightly a jar. Any time it seemed like he may struggle himself awake, Al would slip his darkened finger tips tenderly down the male’s nose bridge, allowing it to soothe whatever interruption may intrude on his slumber.

As much as he longed for another, needed just one more to store in his memory to make the perfect mental compilation. He owed it to Kanai to take care of the sickly mutt at his best capabilities. This small hybrid male…may be the only creature in existence that can truly love the hound for exactly as he is, and truthfully, the only one that’ll follow him where he’s going. Alistar wasn’t sure what the future held, and if his father ever caught onto what he was doing down here, he could very well never see Kanai again. Leaving the hound alone. As he lost himself in one of the first thoughtful moments he’d ever had with himself, Drae shuffled. The demon blinked a few times as the movements brought him into reality, immediately looking down to see the mutt turning on his side, completely spooning Alistar’s thigh and leg.

“Pup?” He asked quietly out loud, trying to peer over to see his face, yet it was covered by the other’s colored hair. When he was met with silence he spoke out loud to himself “Guess not,” he chuckled through his nostrils, continuously running his hand delicately through Draeko’s hair. As his fingers gently combed through the strands, he let the backs of his digits slide gracefully across the other’s sleeping cheeks, causing him to slightly stir into the motion.

“K-…anai…” Drae whimpered in his sleep, snuggling closer into the demon’s body. Al almost froze up but realizing the mutt’s eyes were still sealed shut, he could only allow a small smile to slip over his features.

“Don’t worry kid, he’ll be home soon…I’ll take care of you til then,” his voice was soft, nothing but a whisper as he continued to run his hands over the man’s sleeping form. It felt like forever as the show played behind them and Al just carefully watched over Drae, Ruby eyes constantly gazing up and down the man’s body to observe any changes.

“Mmh…” the mutt grumbled from his sleep.

“Shh…” Al cooed with upmost care, just trying to insure the man retained his comfort, despite the fact his own leg was starting to go numb. “Shit..” he uttered loosely, unable to move his lower half as it joined Draeko into dream land. He heard a distant ding from under his torso, he just barely fidgeted to slide the device from under him with his free arm, looking at the screen he saw the display name.

Mine 🩵🩶: Hey can I eat these handfuls of colorful pellets they’ve given me?

Draeko: It’s Al. Drae fell asleep. Yeah, go for it.

Mine🩵🩶: ok

Alistar snickers to himself knowing full well he just told the hound to eat a handful of fish food. Often, finding it funnier to make his best friend fuck around and find out. Just as he was about to set the phone down another text came in.

Mine🩵🩶: It was salty. Everyone is looking at me weird. Why are they dumping theirs in the water?

Draeko: lol

Mine🩵🩶: Al????

Alistar sets the phone back down, he knows the 2500 year old being can figure how to manage on his own. For someone who was deeply invested in research, he surely didn’t pay enough attention to folks around him, and it was about time he did. His gaze switches over to the tv and though he had long lost interest in the strange cartoon, he was stuck here watching it. The remote had fallen onto the floor, and was not within Al’s range of reach. Instead he just continued to lay there, staring at the ceiling. Hm. He was bored. Severely bored. He sighed, almost completely forgetting he was trying to remain a comfortable source to the mutt, his expressive exhale is what woke him.

“Hmm?” Drae stirred, and Alistar’s crimson orbs shot down to examine the once sleeping creature’s face to see dulled out, and sleepy mint/pink eyes searching the space around him.

“Mornin’,” Al chuckled sliding his hand through the strands of hair that covered the mutt’s face and pushing them out of the way. “Sleep good?”

“Mmm…yeah,” followed with a yawn before he turned over to lay flat on his back now. “When did I fall asleep?” Blinking the sand from his eyes as he felt his body starting to waken, different areas of him throbbing uncomfortably.

“While ago,” The demon replied back smoothly, his face still searching that of the mutt’s exhausted features.

“You’ve just been…letting me lay on you then?” Drae raised a mint brow, his eyes looking up at him from where he was, his view of Al completely upside down but unchanging in the way he comprehended the hellion’s tone.

“Yeah, no biggie…K texted, but I helped sort that out so you could keep resting,” shrugging his shoulders and nodding his head into the direction of Drae’s cell that laid on his upper chest.

“Oh is he okay??” Trying to find the strength to sit up, only to be stopped by Al’s strong blackened hands keeping him in his position.

“Yeah, all good,” nodding once, with a slightly reassuring smile.

“Good…my head is killing me…” the mutt seemed to settle back down between Al’s legs, laying on his back as his hands came up to massage the different places on his skull that ached.

“Need me to rub your temples?” Alistar offered simply, his eyes going back and forth between watching Drae try to soothe himself, and the mutt’s pained expression.

“Would you?” Peaking his mint colored eye out from under his closed lids, wishing himself relief from the currently pounding headache.

“Sure, just relax,” the demon shifted just slightly so he could look down at Drae more fully, being able to see his head completely, he brought his hands to each side of the other’s head and with four fingers, on either side, began to gently massage the sore spots. Immediately he could feel Draeko melt into his lap, eyes slipping closed and groaning gently in response.

“It’s so much better when someone else does it….” He sighed with relief, allowing the hellion to work out his pain.

“That’s what she said,” Al couldn’t help but chuckle playfully, watching as Drae’s eyes shot open to make contact in his own.

“You’re such a turd,” giggling with a roll of his dual colored orbs.

“Yeah, rather me be a turd than a puddle of wet shart though,” Al said almost too seriously for Drae to not respond with a genuine laugh.

“Sometimes, the things you say are incredibly concerning,” slipping his eyes back to a closed position, while Al’s hands never ceased their movements despite the conversation between them.

“Probably, but it made you laugh, so I guess the line between funny and horrendous remains the same…” winking his crimson eye at the mutt as his hands continued to soothe and massage at Drae’s head.

“Mmmhh touché, just don’t stop,” rotating his eyes closed once more, feeling the first bits of real relief he hadn’t felt in days. Al’s face was flushed as he felt his body change in temperature again, the sounds of the relaxing man were proving to be a tad tempting. Yet, despite his natural hellish instincts to try and put the moves out, he swallowed it, and just remained attentive to the little mutt.

Seemingly, the tension inside his skull was starting to subside but as the pressure released there, it almost felt like it was migrating. The center of his face now feeling much tighter than it had when we woke. “W-Wait…think…I’m gonna…” hesitating to get the full sentence out, Drae’s eyes opened but squinted immediately when the light of the tv only irritated the continually building feeling. “I’m…” he tried to push back at the hellion’s hands but it was if no real use.

“Are you gonna sneeze again?” Alistar asked almost hopeful? It was enough to confuse Drae to disregard the fact he was trying to hold back.

“Hihh’GXXTsh’iiew! ehh’Gxxtchh’iew!” He brought a palm up, slapped clear across his mouth as he exploded outwardly. It was impossible to stop the force, but he did everything in his power to. Al reached down to snatch each of Draeko’s wrists pulling them apart from his face.

“Stop holding them back,” his voice was now much darker, commanding, Drae suddenly felt very small compared to the demon.

“Ehhh?” Looking up at Al from his still laying position.

“Stop. Holding. Them. Back. You’ll make your eyes pop out,” smirking, knowing it was a good enough excuse beside the sheer fact he just wanted to hear it. He’d been waiting hours again for the mutt to fall into another fit. The mutt looked innocently at the hellion before biting his lower lip, and as his ducts began to well with liquid, the red head could already suspect more were to come. “Release,” he said simply, but yet still laced with a dark edge.

“K’GNSH’iiew! Hih’hhishiew!” Each one so special in their own quietly explosive way, it was truly like a musical orchestra in the demon’s buzzing head. There was a lack of mess that disappointed him, as they weren’t relatively outward ENOUGH.

“See? Doesn’t that feel much better?” Releasing one of the male’s wrists to swipe his thumb under Drae’s moistened lower lip. In turn, the mutt nodded, but his maw hung open lazily as he struggled to breath.

“Bud now my node id plugged again..” warbling weakly, followed with a pout.

“Awww but the way you sound is so unbelievably adorable!” Pinching the mutt’s cheek playfully. “Come on…I know you have another in there…you still sound so full..” tickling his finger tips feverishly under Drae’s already struggling nostrils.

“H-Hey!”

“Just a little more…come on, we’re friends, right?” Licking his teeth predatorily. Draeko groaned lowly in his throat before he let out a sigh of defeat.

“F-fine…H..hh…” stuttering and shaking under the demon’s still dusting hands. “Heh’kissh!! H!! Hih’hhishiew!” Al had just in time moved his palm to hover over Draeko’s open sneezing mouth, capturing any and every particle that came flying out. The mutt now unable to handle it anymore, he brought his wrist up to swipe and wipe at his leaking and wet face. “T-There…habby?” Snuffling and rubbing at his still itching nose. The hellion brought his hand upward twisting it under the light of the tv, the living space darkening as the sun started to set. He watched as his hand glistened and shined with even a poorly lit atmosphere.

“Very,” he responded lost in his trance of admiration before he brought his palm down and slid his tongue across a collection of the mess, giving into his carnal desires if just a little.

“Uh…” Drae stared up at him, suddenly feeling almost like prey in the palm of a hunter.

“Hm? What? I deserve to get a LITTLE something out of this…even if that means my own imagination later on tonight…” he spoke so nonchalantly, it almost slid right over the sickly mutt’s head but he furrowed his brows and rolled his eyes.

“You’re a weirdo,” shaking his head slowly back and forth.

“Yeah well, get used to it, kid,” he smirked ruffling his hair a bit now. Just as he was retracting his hand back to his side, the front door opened to their apartment and in walked Kanai, their favorite hell hound. “Hey buddy!”

“Don’t Hey buddy me, you let me eat fish food…” the man furrowed his brows over now at the demon who was already bursting into hysteria, shutting the door behind him. Draeko snapped back to look up at the cackling man and seemed now equally as upset.

“You did what??” He exploded in a tone of accusation.

“Hey! In my defense the guide probably told him, it’s not my fault he wasn’t paying attention,” trying to clear himself of any blame in this situation.

“It tasted horrible,” Kanai stepped closer as he looked over the two and his lips almost pulled up in what seemed like a smile. “You two seem to be getting along though, how are you feeling?” His eyes now coming to fall upon Drae’s swollen and red face, pressing the back of his hand softly against the hybrid’s still burning forehead.

“Still like poop…I missed you…” reaching his hands out in a grabby fashion, Kanai leaned downward and placed a gentle kiss upon the mutt’s clammy forehead, as he had before he left that day. Al stayed seated, but couldn’t help watch how different the hound seemed to be around Drae. It almost softened whatever heart he had beating inside his hallow chest.

“Yeah…well…babysitting is over for me now I guess…” chuckling to try and mask the slight disappointment that he would no longer be of any use now.

“Or…K could set up a spot on the floor and we could have a cuddle puddle! That would help me feel better faster, I know it!” Both hellions seemed rather confused by the sudden idea, but in all truthfulness, Draeko didn’t want Alistar to feel left out anymore. He could see it past the masking ruby orbs that he missed quality time with his best friend, and the mutt, despite being ill, was determined to make a change. If Kanai was his forever, so be it that Alistar would be too. The navy haired man shrugged his shoulders before he voiced his own opinion on the situation.

“If that’s what you want, Luciftias, I’ll go grab some extra pillows and blankets,” already settling into the idea without any hesitation. Draeko swiftly nodded his head, managing to beam up happily at the hound, who could only return the gesture by ruffling the already messy mint and pink colored hair strands. “Anything for you,”

Alistar smirked, his gaze fallen upon the little hybrid, almost lovingly. He could see exactly what the little mutt was up to, and it melted a thin layer of ice that had long encased his heart. Maybe there was more to this plane of existence than chaos. Maybe there was more to his existence, than chaos.

The End.

Author’s Notes: Aweeeeeeeee suh cute 🥹 Alistar’s secretly a softy for his best friend, and in turn, Drae as well. Cbwizckwh sorry if this wasn’t my best? Idk me and Geez wanted something cute so I hope ya’ll enjoyed 🥰 @aller-geez did the cover art and Owns Draeko as well as Kanai!

[closetsnzbian]

A little late on this one as I'm still trying to catch up on things I missed while I couldn't be on here as much during the holidays. This is just 😍 I have to say that your audio and writing content is absolutely on point @sky-snz 💙

(making breakfast in your underwear with a lover who has allergies)

You listen to the way they shuffle sleepily about, reaching for clinking mugs and setting them down on the countertop. They sniffle and softly clear their throat. They draw in a lazy, damper sniffle as they pour water into the coffee maker. As you look over, they’re turning their nose into their shoulder, rubbing the scrunched appendage against it. You see the muscles around their shoulder blade moving, and then stop as they raise their head with a sharp sniff. 

They place your favourite mug under the spout and turn on the machine. “… *snnrff!* …” There’s notable congestion and hoarseness in the way they clear their throat - or could they just be sleepy? “*snrffh! ah-hemm~* … *snrk!*” 

You finally find the cast iron skillet and put it on the stove. They chuckle softly and mumble that the sugar is close to running out. You open the carton of eggs and say you’ll buy more on the way home from work. You hear another whistly, but gentle sniffle from behind you, and the water in the coffee maker bubbling. Sizzling becomes part of that melody. 

“Oh no…” they mutter softly, causing you to glance over. “hAHt’TSCHhh-!! *hsnff*”

Waiting for the coffee to finish dripping, they’re leaning against the counter. “Whew. ‘Scuse- oh. ‘Scuse mbe…” They lift a hand to their sternum, fingers grabbing at nothing. Meanwhile, their expression crumbles, and- “haAH’SSCHHhieww!! oh by god. *hsndrff!*” They sniffle rather liquidly and exhale in a soft huff.

“Bless you,” you say gently, and kiss their cheek as you reach to grab the pepper from the shelf near them.

“hh’Thagks. ‘mb sorry, that was… a wet ode,” they murmur sleepily, and keep sniffling thickly. “*hsnrff!*”

You kiss them again. “Don’t be sorry.” You uncap the pepper and grind some onto the eggs. 

“Oh no,” they say breathily again, and their feet begin to stumble-shuffle away from the kitchen counter. “-huUH’USSCHhiuu!! *sdrff!*”

[lovesickgoose]

Hi anonymous representative of sneezing fetish tumblr (but maybe not so anonymous anymore? since I'm absolutely following you for the sweet tf2 porn. great stuff btw!). Just wanted to explain, it's a semi common practice to add a non-kink DNI disclaimer here because people frequently don't clock our content as kink, and it's led to posts gaining traction and our creators getting backlash 😅

Hello!! Aha that makes sense then! Thanks for taking the time to send an ask about it, too. A few people have come to me since I mentioned snz blr saying they had no idea this kink existed and they're keen to find out more 🫡🫡

[al3xrosier]

Well... hello 😇

I think a died a little bit

[feverishfatale]

"Oh, are you feeling sick?"

"Yeah. It's a bad case of verti-go away."

[thekinkyleopard]

WITH THE ILLUSTRATIONS?! STOP I FUCKING LOVE THIS SO MUCH 🥹🥹🥹 GUYS PLEASE READ AND SHOW SOME LOVE CAUSE I NEED THE REST 😭😭

Geez.. when I posted Part One (the preface) of 29: Another Year Sicker, I said Part Two would be out in a few days and boy was I wrong!!

I actually wrote 3/4ths of the entire fic, then decided I hated it and didn’t touch it for a few weeks (^: (sorry guys, I have self esteem issues 🥸)

So change of plans, cause this fic is going to be upwards of 30k-40k words, I have broken it down further into parts! Each part will still have the illustrations I promised also! (:

Part Two includes: sick, super sneezy, so absolutely miserable that he’s emotional Remi on his 29th birthday, sweet Levi fluff taking care of him at home, stifles, full snz, some contagion? and slight mention of mess (nothing crazy)

Please enjoy! 🖤 Part Three will be posted soon, I hope!

Part One can be found here!!

29: Another Year Sicker Part Two

“Hey baby?” Levi’s soft voice broke through his boyfriend’s subconscious, the wolf letting out a soft groan from between his chapped lips, his face buried deeply into the pillow under him. “I know you’re going to hate me for this, but you can’t sleep all day on your birthday..” The leopard continued, one hand tenderly petting the large man across his raven hair which was matted with sweat and stuck out wildly in all directions.

“Nnnngh..” Remi’s eyes very slowly peeled open, revealing a dull green hue to the normally bright irises. He felt like he had been run over by a train and still laid in a puddle on the tracks. “W-What?” The wolf struggled to remain conscious, his eyelids heavy with sleep. As he swallowed a few times, the rawness in his throat was undeniable now, making him wince into the fabric of his pillow. “What time is it?” Remi’s deep voice was harsh, and missing all of the octaves it usually hit, sounding as if it scrapped his throat as he spoke. The quick exchange of air seemed to irritate the raw feeling that extended deep into his chest, and suddenly he was forced into a full sitting position, his large frame shaking from the force of the deep coughs that wracked through him. 

Levi offered his mate a gentle frown, his thin hand coming up to trace small circles against Remi’s sweat soaked back until the harsh coughs subsided, leaving the wolf with a hollow, dry feeling within his lungs. 

“It’s almost five, baby..” Levi purred sympathetically, the deep blue pools of the cat’s eyes displaying nothing but love and concern for his ill mate.

“Are you serious? Of course it is..” Remi hissed in frustration, his hands mindlessly rubbing at his eyes before giving a quick swipe to his bright pink nose. As he did so, the crust from his nose running over night, as well as the drool that still stuck to his face from having to sleep with his mouth open was removed, sending a gentle stinging sensation through the tip of his nose, and settling itself into the back of his sinuses. “God, i feel like shit..” he grumbled, slumping back into the bed beneath him.

Levi couldn't help but smile softly at the wolf's grumpy demeanor, his heart swelling with love for the sickly man beside him. He knew that Remi wasn't feeling his best, but seeing him so vulnerable and weak made the leopard want to care for him even more. "I know, love. But we can't let you spend your entire birthday in bed. I still have plans for us here, even if we aren’t going to have a party~," he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss to Remi's forehead.

Remi groaned, the sound deep and guttural, as he buried himself further into the bed. His head throbbed painfully, and he wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and drift back to sleep. However, the mention of plans piqued his curiosity. "What kind of plans?" he asked after a second, his voice rough and scratchy.

Levi grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Oh, you’ll see!” The cat chimed happily, clapping his hands together in front of him with pride that he managed to catch the wolf’s attention, especially under these conditions.

Remi raised an eyebrow. Despite feeling like death warmed over, he couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement at the prospect of spending time with the leopard. He knew that his boyfriend always had something up his sleeve, some grand adventure or surprise waiting just around the corner. "Alright, you've got me intrigued," the wolf said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he tried to lean himself up on his elbows. However, his body felt heavy and weak, like all of his strength had simply been leeched away as he slept. Levi immediately took notice and reached out to help him, his hand supporting the other's back as he settled against the headboard.

"Thanks," Remi muttered, still feeling embarrassed by his weakness. He was used to being strong and capable, but now he felt like a burden to his mate. With a small snort, he ran one of his wrists up his nostrils to wipe away the already incessant running of his nose, looking away from the leopard in embarrassment.

Levi sensed his discomfort and leaned in to place a soft kiss on the wolf’s lips. "Don't worry about it, love. I'm happy to take care of you, especially on your birthday," he grinned with reassurance towards his sick boyfriend, his voice filled with sincerity.

Remi couldn't help but smile at Levi's words, feeling grateful for his boyfriend's unwavering support. "I love you, kitten." he croaked, flashing the younger man a gentle, gracious smile.

Just like his body knew it was the reason for the wolf’s misery, the same familiar tickle that he knew so well suddenly stung at his sensitive nose, the congestion in his full sinuses adjusting itself as he sat up. The intensity even took Remi off guard as he could do nothing but gasp desperately in preparation, his arched brows knitting tightly together on his forehead as his nostrils flared, his stubborn dampened nose begging for a release, one way or another.

“-hd’ISCHhh!! -h’dtTISHh! hhh’ISCHih! hh'IETTSSSH’UE!” Remi sneezed harshly to the side away from the leopard, which was instantly followed by a frustrated groan and a few unproductive snuffles. Wiping his already reddened nostrils against his sleeve, the wolf roughly cleared his throat, before sighing openly.

He could already tell; it was going to be a very long night..

“Bless you, and I love you too, baby~” The cat chirped happily, running his fingers through the large man’s damp hair, hoping a little positivity would help bring his mate’s mood up. “Whenever you feel okay enough to get up, I can show you—“

Cutting Levi off mid sentence, Remi's phone began to ring, the sound reverberating throughout the otherwise quiet room. The wolf frowned, not expecting anyone to call as everyone tended to avoid him like the plague on his birthday, simply because of the bad mood he was always in every year. Glancing down at the screen that lay face up against the bed, he saw the smiling face of his younger sister, Meeko, on the caller ID and his scowl instantly dissolved into a relieved smile. He tried to clear his throat a few times before answering to try and disguise his telling hoarse and congested voice but to no avail. By time it had already rung a few times, he still just stared at his phone instead of picking it up with a distant, slightly confused expression.

“You should probably take that," the cat nodded towards Remi’s phone with a smile, before handing it to the wolf, who took it slowly, still fighting the overwhelming buzzing in his full sinuses.

The moment he answered and put the call on speaker, his thoughts of love and gratitude quickly dissipated as an onslaught of sneezes erupted from deep within him.

“Ih’GXXNT’iiew! Huh'GDTS'ue! H'ihhSHHhh’iew!! hhh’ISCHih!!” Each one seemed louder than the last, and Remi felt helpless as he tried to stifle them with little success.

Meeko's high pitched voice on the other end of the line was filled with worry as she was greeted with the sudden fit. “Rem! I thought you said they were allergies! You sound horrible!” She cried with concern.

All the wolf could do was mumble something inaudible in response before another two sneezes came bursting out of him. “H'utsschhiew! hh'IETSH’UE” It seemed like it would never end...

Remi smashed his palm into his itchy nose, desperate to stop the breathtaking fit that took over every part of his weakened body, rubbing back and forth so quickly he could almost start a fire on his chapped skin. Before he could be interrupted again, he brought the phone closer to his face, his green eyes filled with tears as he fought against the burning that only grew more intense the longer he tried to smother it.

Levi quickly snatched another handful of tissues from the dwindling box that sat on their nightstand, and tried thrusting them into Remi’s free hand, but they were quickly waved off, the large man too concentrated on fighting his ticklish nose to do anything else.

“I’b really— sorry about the—… p-party.. HihhHh—!” The wolf’s breath hitched, and his broad chest swelled quickly as air began to fill his lungs, signaling that he was about to lose the battle he had been desperately trying to win.

“Ah, Rem, just get some rest and feel better, okay? We’ll be over as soon as you’re feeling up to it. Promise!” Meeko reassured him, a clear cringe in her voice as even a simple phone call had her feeling like she needed to duck and hide from her ill brother.

“IH’TTSCHH! HT’TTTSZCH!! IHT’TSSCHIIEWW!” His body shook with each powerful sneeze and he could feel snot dripping down his upper lip; it was impossible for him to keep his eyes open without them stinging with tears. Levi tried his best to help out, quickly swiping Remi’s phone from his trembling hand and taking it off speaker to put it up to his own face as his mate continued to snap forward with seemingly endless forceful sneezes.

“Thanks Meeks, I’ll make sure he rests and gets better soon so we can all celebrate for real. And I’ll tell him about the jenga as soon as he’s cognizant enough to listen!” Levi couldn’t help but chuckle lightly into the phone. “I’ll call you back later with an update!”

“You’re the best, Lee.. Good luck over there! Please don’t get sick!” Meeko was quick to get off of the call, thankful to have Levi there to dote on the wolf. She definitely wouldn’t want the job, no matter how much she loved her brother, as everyone who was ever around Remi when he was sick knew.. If you caught your cold/flu from him, it would be the worst illness of your life; like the man somehow made his own super viruses within his large body.

Tossing Remi’s phone beside him onto the bed, Levi leaned down to kiss the top of the older man’s head, the tissues he had tried to hand the wolf earlier once again slid gently into his grasp. With a soft groan, Remi graciously accepted this time and blew his nose into them thickly, even making himself cringe as he drenched the tissues in his hands instantly. Once the wolf was finally able to catch his breath from his fit, Remi looked at Levi with an apologetic expression on his face.

If the leopard had to be honest, he looked rather pathetic compared to his usual stoic facade. The wolf sat with his legs crossed in front of him, both hands held up to clutch a handful of tissues to his nose, not even considering taking the chance and removing them in case he was ambushed again. His sinuses were clearly swollen, leaving his face looking puffier than usual, and his eyes and nose were both rimmed with red, dry skin, his mouth constantly hanging open enough to breathe.

Levi could feel his heart breaking for his mate. The man deserved a good birthday for once, not feeling like absolute garbage.. He did everything for Levi, and was always more than attentive to the cats needs and feelings.. Stretching out a freckled hand, he rubbed Remi’s knee tenderly with a small frown.

“I’m sorry you feel so awful, baby..”

Letting out a slow, full exhale, Remi finally felt safe enough to be able to move the wall of tissues away from his face again. “Thadks, kidden.. sndff!” He swiped at his nose once more with the sodden ball of tissues before tossing them into the trash can by the bed. “What did I hear about Jedga?”

“Meeko’s present to you this year..” Levi’s worried expression was replaced with one of excitement as he glanced back at Remi. “I promised her we’d play it tonight, even if it’s just once.. you’ll get it when you see it. But you’ll have to go through the decorations, first~” The leopards features were taken over by a bright grin, thankful to have already spoken to his sister in law when she dropped off the game earlier in the day. He was constantly blown away by the love that Meeko had for Remi; this time though, it might be just what his mate needed.

A small smile tugged at the corners of the wolf’s mouth, and a little light returned to his unusually dull green eyes. At this point, anything was better than being the sole reason there was a worldwide tissue shortage while never leaving their shared bed that was currently soaked in his sweat. He snuffled softly, not willing to even tempt his sensitive nostrils to go off again, although the few harsh coughs that escaped couldn’t be helped.

“Oh? You didd’t put too buch effort id to it just to have to cagcel, though, right?” His dim, emerald eyes slid up to Levi’s with a sheepish expression, praying to whatever higher power that he was about to walk out of their room to a bunch of 3 balloons, and a little cupcake with a single candle lit on their table. But he knew his mate better than that.

With a carefree laugh, Levi ran his fingers through Remi’s hair starting from his forehead. “Do you even know me?” The cat stuck his tongue out playfully, giving his mates shoulder a light shove.

“No, you’re right.. that was a questiod I defiditely already dew the adswer to.” The wolf couldn’t help but chuckle weakly, although he was more embarrassed than he’d like to admit that Levi still did everything for his birthday party, something that the cat was so excited for, all for his stupid body to give out the one day he needed to not be sick. Figures.

As Levi’s attentive blue eyes traced his mates figure, he could see the man’s sickly body trembling forcefully under the blankets despite the constant stream of sweat that kept his hair matted to his neck and forehead. The cat’s eyebrows knitted together on his face, worry for his mate filling his blue orbs. “You doin okay, baby? Here,” he quickly turned on his heels to begin digging in their shared closet, a few clothes here and there being tossed out to the side haphazardly as the younger man searched. When he finally found what he was looking for, Levi chirped with happiness before pulling them off of the hangers they had been clipped to.

Once the cat emerged from the small space again, he laid the three articles of clothing down on the bed next to the wolf with a tender smile. One of Remi’s favorite hoodies, black with the words “SewerPerson” scrawled across the front in a death metal font, a clean pair of boxers, and a pair of thick grey sweatpants that fit him perfectly.

“C’mon, I’ll help you.” Levi smiled, before he offered an outstretched hand to reassure him. Remi started to open his mouth to argue, but the sudden sternness in his boyfriends usually relaxed features quickly caused him to abandon the idea all together, shutting his mouth forcefully with a ‘click’ from his teeth. A raspy, defeated sigh left the wolf, before he reluctantly took the cat’s thin hand and coaxed himself to stand, very slowly.

Helping the wolf get out of the bed and into the clothes he had laid out for him, Levi tried to remain positive despite the worry he had for his beloved. He and Remi had been together for a long time now, and he hadn’t seen his mate this sick in years.. The cat gulped silently, hoping with everything in him that this was just an ill timed head cold from hell, and not something more sinister like what had landed him in the hospital a few years back. But he didn’t have time to sit and worry. It was Remi’s birthday and damn it, they were going to have fun, even if it meant killing themselves to achieve it.

When Remi was finally dressed, Levi couldn't help but admire him, thinking how handsome he looked even in times like this. His poor nose was bright red and chapped, his cheeks and the tips of his ears flushed with fever, even visible against the darkness of both his own hair, and the black hoodie he currently had on. His mouth hung open just slightly as he breathed, and a noticeable wheeze echoed in his lungs accompanying each exhale, the constant mouth breathing causing his lips to split painfully in a few places. Yet even so, he was beautiful to Levi.

“Okay, are you ready to see your party now?” Levi bounced up and down with excitement to show the wolf how much thought and effort he had put into his birthday, even if there was no one else to see it but Remi.

The wolf was almost dazed as he stood next to Levi, taking a full few seconds before he was able to even register that he was being spoken to. He had a far off, distracted look glazed over his dull green eyes, but the stoic wolf simply scrubbed at his now runny nostrils with his knuckles, giving an alarmingly liquidy snort that did nothing but increase the pressure behind his eyes, however he returned Levi’s smile weakly. “Okay, I thigk I’b ready.”

Gently taking Remi's hand in his own, Levi guided him towards the kitchen of the RV, but when they fully stepped in, what Remi saw completely took his breath away. The small kitchen was filled with decorations that were obviously meant for his birthday party, all set up by his mate, despite how sick he was feeling the night before.

‘He must have stayed up all night putting these up..’ Remi thought to himself as he looked around the once familiar space now blanketed in various birthday decorations.

The warm yellow and green lights glittered along the walls, illuminating colorful streamers and balloons that gave off a cheery atmosphere. There were two recently delivered boxes of pizza that still radiated heat on the counter, and drinks chilling in a mini-fridge nearby. A big banner hung from wall to wall reading: "Happy Birthday Remi!" Even though no one else could be there due to how sick he was, Levi had clearly gone out of his way to make sure this day was special just for him.

Feeling incredibly touched by the gesture, but also, overwhelmingly guilty that the love of his life could have spent the time resting last night instead of running around everywhere, Remi's throat tightened as tears started welling up in his eyes. He wanted to say something—anything—but words failed him and instead he just looked at Levi, his expression caught somewhere between amazement, and sadness. The cat looked back, clearly understanding what was transpiring within the complex man’s head without a single word being said. As Remi took a step back to admire everything, he stumbled slightly, losing his footing and ungracefully hitting his back loudly into the wall behind him. He sighed in frustration, before sliding down the wall slowly, and resting his head in his hands that were propped up against his knees.

Levi had been standing in front of the wolf, and the loud thump of his mate’s back against the wall nearly made him jump out of his skin, but he quickly recovered, gently crouching so he could be at Remi’s level. Carefully brushing the few stray tears away with the pad of his thumb, Levi tucked a couple of loose strands of jet black hair behind Remi’s ears before pressing their foreheads together gently, his bright blue pools displaying the genuine grin on his freckled cheeks.

“Remington… I’ve lived with you for years now.. You didn’t think I knew you were coming down with something yesterday?” The leopards tone was gentle and sweet as always, but there was definitely a hint of playful sarcasm in there as well as a small smirk that now tugged at his mouth. Snagging the corner of the small cow print blanket that hung neatly over the back of the chair next to them, Levi threw it over the wolf’s shoulders, rolling it in on itself up by his fevered cheeks and tucking it in the top of his hoodie.

“Baby, you don’t do a very good job at hiding it, if I’m being totally honest with you..” Levi couldn’t help but laugh gently at his own statement, although when he glanced back at Remi after a few moments with the same uplifting grin, the wolf’s expression remained troubled, tears still steadily filling his eyelids until they spilled down his cheeks. Unable to hold back his emotions any longer, Remi finally allowed himself to cry softly into Levi’s shoulder, which on its own was troubling for the smaller feline.

Remington took his strength and his ego very seriously, and Levi could count on one hand how many times he had seen his mate cry. So the fact that tears were pouring down his face now over something so small and trivial was indicative of how truly awful the wolf must have felt.

“Thagk you for doigg this for be.. do ode has ever dode adythigg special for be od by birthday..” Remi croaked between the small sobs that threatened to choke him. “I’b sorry I got sick agaid add you had to cagcel the party that you worked so hard od..” His voice was hoarse from all the crying and his sinuses began to swell, making it impossible to breathe through his nose whatsoever, yet pathetically his reddened nostrils ran like a faucet as if they were taunting him. He tried to open his mouth to speak again, but the breath caught in his raw throat, sending him into a deep, wet coughing fit that forced him to double over with his face buried in his elbow, that same ‘sick’ dry feeling in his lungs catching with each forceful exhale.

Levi tenderly wrapped his arms around Remi, holding him as he coughed and wiped his eyes once he was able to finally catch his breath again. “Hey, it's okay, don't apologize. I should apologize to you for not being able to throw you the birthday party that you deserve. I know it didn't turn out like we wanted but I still wanted to make sure you felt loved today so I did what I could." He ran his fingers through Remi's hair and kissed the top of his head before continuing in a soothing whisper, "Although this isn't how we planned on spending your birthday, there's still plenty of surprises in store for tonight - if you're feeling up for it. And if not...we can just lay here all night and cuddle under the stars with some hot tea." The leopard smiled warmly at him and brushed away a few fallen tears with his thumb.

As much as curling up with his warm mate sounded like heaven to Remi’s weakened body by now, even the thought of snuffing out any more of his thoughtful mate’s plans made him sick to his stomach. He shook his head quickly, maybe even too quickly, the room around him spinning to life and causing his stomach to flip and twist uncomfortably.

“N-no..” the wolf nearly pleaded with the other, his usual deep, threatening voice reduced to nothing but some occasional hisses and squeaks after his recent coughing fit.

How was anyone supposed to pretend he wasn’t the cutest thing in the world in his current state?

Chuckling breathlessly, the leopard was beyond grateful to be one of the only people in the world that his mate trusted enough to be this open and vulnerable with. “Okay, okay, Rem, it’s your birthday, okay? I’m just the chaperone.” The leopard giggled gently with a wink, thankful to finally see some of the color returning to his mates dim green eyes again.

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Thank you so much for reading Part Two of 29: Another Year Sicker!! Hopefully Part Three will be completed and posted before 2 months pass! 😭

Pls stay tuned 🖤

[closetsnzbian]

My first wav, most terrifying post I've ever made. I'm so jealous of you all because you sound so goddamn fucking hot, and I sound like this. 😞 We'll see how long I have the courage to keep this up.

Edited to add (see I was so nervous, I forgot this part): Content - fem snz, mostly letouts, a couple stifles, a false start or two and a very failed stifle at the end

[closetsnzbian]

My bulk alone time is coming to an end, so I gave the chhinkni one last run. The grand finale (for now), you could say.

I am.....astonished that this came out of me. Nothing close to this has ever happened to me in my entire life. Like, ever, ever. I don't even know what to say. This has to be basically a one in a million thing for me. This started so fast I almost missed the beginning because I hadn't hit record yet. I sat around the other times stuck in the waiting zone, so I didn't bother starting the recording before I sat down. Shows you what I know, apparently.

Everything slowed down at the end (last few were kind of a struggle), but holy hell.

CW: rapid (!!), harsh and loud

Edited to add that I had tears streaming down my face by the end of this. That's also a first for me.

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[closetsnzbian]

The eyes....the eyes are the best non-auditory part of the whole experience. When they start to narrow ever so slightly as an indicator of what might happen. And then, that tiny little shift when they show that the point of no return has been reached.

snz ramblings

[closetsnzbian]

Something I heard from the next aisle over when I was in Target on Saturday. Two women, if I had to guess from voices, I'd say late 20s/early 30s.

A: *snz* B: Ble- A: *snz* B: Bless y- A:*snz* B: Stop interrupting me when I'm trying to bless you A: Whatever B: Are you done now? A: Yes B: Bless you A: Whatever <both laugh> They were clearly friends, as the tone through the whole thing was breezy/friendly/lighthearted/etc. Theoretically, the one chick was not one of us since you would think she would know the pattern if she was. Either way, that was my best trip to Target in a long while. 😎

[closetsnzbian]

A little bit shorter this time, but....(eeeeek) a voice reveal, kind of. Not full volume, kind of whispered. Harsh warning (and volume warning) at the very start for the non-stifles <my voice is horrible, I'm so sorry, everyone> Minors DNI, do not reblog to non-kink blogs

[closetsnzbian]

Just something I recorded as I could around the holiday the last week or so. Some of the non-stifles are harsh, so be warned if you don't like that kind of thing. When I induce, especially when I get higher(ish) quantity, that's much more harsh than my natural snz. (Side note: me with everyone else's harsh snz: 🤩 with my own...not so much. But, if I recorded my natural snz it would take approximately 357 years to get enough for more than about 10 seconds of audio)

Please enjoy (I hope)

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[closetsnzbian]

Since nobody threw me out of the party after the first one of these I did, I will try part II. General variety pack of fem snz; some stifles, some not, some hitching, etc. etc.

[closetsnzbian]

So, chhinkni round number two.....was pretty much the same as round number one. They certainly got progressively stronger as it went on, but still not the crazy, out of control experience I was hoping for. I'll keep using off and on when I can, but I'm officially throwing my hands up at the whole thing. Alas, it appears a desperate fit will never happen for me unless someone invents some kind of snz magic (get on it already, snzblr!)

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[closetsnzbian]

The usual harsh warning applies here, though there are also some semi-wet sounding stifles as I was trying to experiment a bit. Apologies if you don't like that kind of thing.

The stifles are kinda yikes, but also maybe kind of...OK?

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