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[yukiumisakura25]

First Date Back Ch. 2

AN: Not a whole lotta sneezing in this second part, but it is cute I promise! Also alittle SMUTTY but yeah.

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: TAKEMIKEY (Takemichi and Mikey)

CW: It’s messy, description of snot, sneezing, contagion, spoiler alert, light smut and cussing.

Synopsis: Takemichi has a date with Mikey, but Mikey shows up late and is sick as a dog.

The ferris wheel operator looked between Takemitchy and Mikey as they came up to the front of the line. Mikey held onto Takemitchy’s arm as he had an expression between exhaustion and excitement. Takemitchy gave the operator a knowing look and showed him the tickets. The operator stepped to the side, allowing them both on, waiting for them to sit before closing the door.

“Okay Mikey, we made it.” Takemitchy smiled down at Mikey, unsure if he was still coherent. Mikey leaned further into Takemitchy, a gentle smile on his face.

“Great…we mbade it.” Mikey sighed, which turned into a congested cough. Takemitchy frowned and rubbed his back, worried about Mikey’s wellbeing. The ferris wheel began to move, and Takemitchy took Mikey’s hand into his own.

“I really missed you Mikey.” Takemitchy confessed after Mikey’s fit died down, leaving him a sniveling mess.

“I mbissed you too, Mbitchy.” Mikey used his free hand to rub his nose, his head leaning on Takemitchy’s arm.

“I was worried, I mbean, sniff you seembed different. These past few days, you were distant from mbe, from everyone.” Mikey tilted his head up to catch Takemitchy’s eyes.

“I was hoping you’d open up to mbe. And what better way thdan sniff a date?”  Takemitchy blushed at Mikey’s flushed face, and how forward Mikey was. Mikey’s eyes crinkled and his mouth opened slightly.

“Heh” Takemitchy was prepared this time, not forgetting to grab some tissues from the gift store on the way to the ferris wheel. He pulled out the pre-opened packet with his free hand.

“Heh- Mb- Mbitchy-…” Mikey hitched with a runny nose; his head still tilted up towards Takemitchy.

“It’s okay Mikey, I got you.” Takemitchy spoke with a gentle tone, holding the tissues up to Mikey’s face. No second sooner, Mikey pitched forward.

“"Eh'hehTSHU!” Takemitchy could feel the warmness as it splattered into the tissue. He waited a moment to make sure Mikey was done. Mikey sniffled, a sign he was done for this second. Takemitchy pulled away and pinched off Mikey’s nose, keeping the mess in the tissue as much as possible. Mikey stood still as Takemitchy used the tissue to clean up his face, his ears red from either the fever or embarrassment.

“Imb Sorry.” Mikey sniffled, looking at the ground.

“It’s fine Mikey. Hey, I know what will make you feel better.” Takemitchy pointed across towards the window, showing the beautiful scenery in the bright sunlight. Mikey looked and smiled, seeing as they were near the top.

“Mbitchy~ sniff.” Mikey moved closer to Takemitchy, pulling himself up to come face to face with him. Takemitchy blushed and scooted away, Mikey following right after him.

“M-Mikey?” Takemitchy leaned back as Mikey was a breath away, his eyes lighting up as his mouth pulled into a smile. Mikey cupped a hand to Takemitchy’s cheek and leaned in, closing his eyes slowly.

“Mik-“ Takemitchy was cut off by warm chapped lips against his. Mikey leaned in further as Takemitchy was trying to get over the shock of Mikey kissing him.

Mikey. Kissing.

Still shocked, Takemitchy opened his mouth to speak, and Mikey used that as an opportunity to stick his tongue in. Takemitchy wasn’t going to let this chance go to waste and began kissing him back. In seconds, Takemitchy was full on making out with Mikey, tasting the cherry cough drops Mikey had eaten recently as their tongues fought for dominance. Takemitchy’s hands ran through Mikey’s hair as Mikey had a gentle but firm grip on his face, as if he let go Takemitchy would pull away. Some point between the making out, Mikey had pushed Takemitchy up against the glass wall next to him, trailing a hand from his face to his side to his back.

“Mikey.” Takemitchy breathed out in between gulps of air, before Mikey pulled him back in for more. Mikey’s hand was sliding to Takemitchy’s backside when he felt a tingle in his nose. Takemitchy felt Mikey’s nose twitch, but couldn’t think much of it as Mikey placed his knee between Takemitchy’s legs. He felt Mikey’s breathing hitch, causing him to take a good look at Mikey’s face.

Wait. Wait Mikey Don’t-

Mikey broke the kiss just in time to sneeze between their chests, covering both their shirts in a snotty spittle.

“HAPTSCHEW! Heh- HE’PSHUH! Ha- haPHEW!” Each sneeze left another layer of slick mess on their shirts, Takemitchy’s taking the brunt of it. At least Mikey was aiming down instead of in Takemitchy’s face, as he was now using his hands to hold Mikey’s shoulders to keep him stable. By the time the fit subsided, Mikey was swaying and both nostrils had thick ropes of slime trailing down to either Mikey’s or Takemitchy’s shirt.

Unsure what to say, Takemitchy used a hand to pull out the tissues from his pockets to clean up Mikey’s face.

“Mb sorry Mbitchy.” Takemitchy frowned as Mikey sniffed, seeing his glazed over eyes water. Takemitchy first cupped Mikey’s nose with the tissues.

“Blow.” Mikey didn’t need to be told twice, but he looked so shameful as he looked away while Takemitchy pinched his nose. The ferris wheel came to a halt as their cart reached the bottom. With the rest of theup just smearing Takemitchy tried to clean off his and mikey’s shirt as quickly as he could, but ended up just smearing it in.

“Lets get you home Mikey.” Takemitchy said quietly, standing up and held a hand out to Mikey. Mikey frowned deeper but took Takemitchy’s hand and allowed him to help him up. Mikey swayed and fell into Takemitchy, who caught him and helped keep him up as he led them out of the cart. A few steps forwards, he looked around for any signs of Draken or Mitsuya.

“Are you mbad?” Mikey as quietly. Takemitchy looked at the man in his arm, furrowing his brows.

“I’m not mad Mikey, I’m just really worried about you.” He used the back of his other hand to check Mikey’s forehead.

“Mikey I think your fever went up.” He said with concern. Mikey huffed, annoyed with himself and his traitorous body.

“Dis didn’t go as planned at all. Sniff” Mikey grumbled, leaning more into Takemitchy as he breathes from his mouth, too stuffed up otherwise.

“Well to be fair, I wasn’t expecting you to kiss me.” Takemitchy said, alittle shy about the display of affection. Mikey opened his mouth to speak but just ended up coughing. Frowning, Takemitchy rubbed his back to help him until it died down.

“Dambit! I just wanted to ask you out rombantically and shit!” Mikey yelled in frustration, irritating his throat more and sent him coughing again.

“You wanted to ask me out? Like.. like out-out?” Takemitchy turned red as he processed what he just heard.

“Of course, ids why I asked you ou-.. heh..a-asked you..o-o- he’PTSCHUW!” Mikey whipped his head to the side, spraying a couple who were walking by on accident. They only gave him a dirty look before continuing on their way, probably to go sanitize themselves.

“Fug!” Mikey sniffed, dragging his sleeve across his red, abused nose. If he has any more usable tissues, Takemitchy would have given them to him.

“Oi, Mikey! Takemitchy!” Draken came jogging over with Mitsuya and Baji in tow.

“Woah Mikey, you look like shit.” Baji said, as if he were seeing an alien. Mikey only had the energy to glare at him before his nose began to run again.

“Stop it Baji, here Mikey.” Mitsuya pulled out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed some to Mikey.

“Danks.” Mikey muttered before blowing his nose, squishing his nose up and down to try to get rid of that itch.

“Thanks Takemitchy, for going along with our dumbass leader.” Draken sighed, passing the care taking job to Mitsuya.

“Of course Draken, it was really no problem. I do have to get home and shower though.” He winced as he felt the dried mucus touch his skin from his shirt.

“You’re not combing Mbitchy?” Mikey tried to give him puppy dog eyes, but the snot running down his face and the clear exhaustion made it less effective.

“Hell no Takemitchy ain’t coming Mikey! You snotted all over him!” Draken growled out to Mikey, as if he had the audacity to ask that.

“I’ll see you later Mikey.” Takemitchy gave him a small smile, not refuting what Draken said. Mikey tched before coughing again.

Before he was led away, Takemitchy called out.

“And when you’re better, we can give the date a second try.”

Mikey turned back towards Takemitchy, smiling from ear to ear.

“Yeah, Id like that!” He beamed, before his nose crinkled and he sneezed, earning an earful from Draken as he was pulled by Mitsuya out of the park.

Yeah, things are going to be okay.

~Plz Don’t Repost To Non-Snzfic Blogs~

[yukiumisakura25]

A Coffee's Scent

AN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEEZIE! I saw your post about your birthday, and I just HAD to write out this Coffee Shop Fic! I could never NOT love Remi and Alistar! And Kanai is so cute with his little halo and hoodies omgfowen! I apologize in advance, I improvised abit on the likes and dislikes, and they might not respond to some conversations like they should, but I gave it my best! I hope you like it and HAPPY B-DAY!

Fandom: @aller-geez and @thekinkyleopard OC’s, none are mine.

CW: It’s messy, description of snot, sneezing, alittle bit of cock, and cussing.

Synopsis: Levi’s working at a coffee shop and Remi drops by to say hello. Too bad Alistar and Kanai do too, and Remi finds Alistar’s drink smells too strong.

“Welcome to Café La Luna, oh! Remi!” Levi beamed as he recognized it was his mate that had entered through the glass door.

“Hey Levi, told you I’d stop by. “He walked up to the counter, a small smirk on his face. It’s been three days since Levi started his part time job as a barista at the corner café shop near their place. After finally learning enough recipes and only breaking two mugs and three plates, the manager told Levi he would be working the morning shift by himself. Remi, being the encouraging and supportive boyfriend he is, decided to come visit his other half and prevent a nervous breakdown.

“I see the shop is still in one piece, that’s a good start.” Remi chuckled lightly. Levi gave a playful pout.

“Hardy Har Har. Are you going to order something, or just tease me the whole time.” He asked rhetorically. Before he could give his smart ass response, Remi was cut off by the door opening again. Levi looked past Remi and smiled again.

“Alistar! Kanai, hey!” Alistar and Kanai walked in, Alistar rocking a skin-tight long sleeve shirt with the words ‘Mommy’s Main Piece’ across his chest, and black skinny jeans. Kanai, in his dark purple hoodie, with the words in neon ‘Too Cute to Tame, Too Crazy to Care’ and light grey pants.

“Oh, what the fuck.” Remi growled under his breath, refusing to turn around. Alistar ‘s eyes lit up as he saw his favorite violent fiend.

“Is that Remi I see? I thought you didn’t leave the house until McDonalds stopped serving breakfast.” Alistar teased, moving closer to the ticking bomb. Remi tightened his fist, and snapped his head to Alister, glaring.

“What the fuck makes you think- no. Don’t answer that.” Remi whipped his head back at Levi, eyes asking for an explanation.

“Oh, I told Alistar about getting a part time job here.”

“And I just HAD to come and support my FRIEND.” Alistar spoke with a smug grin, knowing that he was pushing Remi’s buttons.

“I have also come to try your coffee and experience the ‘vibe’ of the coffee shop. Drae says it is a peaceful place to drink coffee and do work.” Kanai said raising a hand up slightly, reminding them he was still here.

“Speaking of, where is he? I’d figured he would’ve come too.” Levi asked curiously.

“He’s sleeping in, something about not waking him up before eight unless I want poison in my food.” Alistar spoke, amused. Kanai nodded agreeing to the statement.

“Drae is cranky when he wakes up early.” He deadpanned. Alistar scoffed.

“Cranky is an understatement. Anyway, coffee?”

“Of course! Yeah, I can do this. Right. Do you know what you want?” Levi asked, looking at the keypad, in preparation.

“What’s the strongest drink you have?” Alistar moved next to Remi, slightly pushing him out of the way to stand in front of Levi. Remi growled again, glaring hard with intent in his eyes.

“Hey, I was here first!” He spoke with a snarl. Levi looked at the keypad with focus, using his concentration on the menu in front of him.

“Um…a Blonde Roast Brewed Coffee. But the smell and taste are really strong, so I’d suggest some cream and sugar.” Levi said after reading the nutrition facts of the menu.

“Ill take one of those then, no sugar or cream with triple expresso.” Alistar said waving his hand.

“The fuck you will, I’m first!” Remi pushed Alistar out of the way and turned to Levi, taking a breath.

“I’ll just have a caramel latte.”

“Pussy.” Alistar fake coughed.

“Fuck you.” Remi growled, causing Levi to sigh.

“Both of you stop. Now, I’ll make yours first Remi. Kanai, do you know what you want?” Kanai looked in thought.

“I will also have a caramel latte, double caramel and 5 sugars and cream.”

“Okay great, two heart attacks coming up.” Levi took the payment from Remi first, then Alistar for the two drinks.

While they waited for their coffees, Remi did his best to ignore Alistar’s comments, as Kanai looked around the shop.

“Here Remi, I put in extra whip cream for you, free of charge.” Levi winked slyly, knowing he’s going to pay for that later at home. Remi smirked and touched Levi’s hand intentionally when he grabbed his drink.

“Thanks kitten.” His eyes promising another use of whip cream in the near future. Levi turned away, reminding himself he was at work.

“And my coffee?” Alistar asked leaning over the counter, looking bored out of his mind. And a bored Alistar is a dangerous Alistar.

“On it.” Levi quickly went to work on his order, as Alistar was rewarded with a glare from Remi. Levi prepared the beans and put them in the machine, the scent began messing with Remi’s nose. He discreetly sniffed and turned away from the two, sipping his drink as he watched Levi make Alistar’s cup. His nose crinkled as the smell was becoming stronger as the liquid filled the small mug. He used the sleeve of his hoodie to rub at his nose to fight off the irritation.

“You alright there sniffles?” Alistar’s voice cut into Remi’s thoughts, and he glared at the source. Alistar smirked, as if knowing what was irritating the green-eyed man.

“Here you go Alistar. Oh! And yours as well Kanai.” Levi gave them their mugs and the scent became stronger, setting off an itch in Remi’s nose.

“Heh. “Remi squashed his nose with his sleeve, giving Alistar a quick glare before looking away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. Little did he know that Alistar caught on quick and would do anything to get what he wants.

And right now, that was to see Remi make a mess of himself.

“Oh, Levi, could you be a dear and please grab me abit of creamer please?” He asked slyly, keeping the steaming mug of black coffee between himself and Remi. Remi glared, his grip on his own mug tightening.

“Of course, here.” Levi grabbed some small creamers.

“Oh, and a few packs of sugar to, please.” He played it smoothly, his eyes never leaving Remi’s face.

“How about you take that slug and get heh- get the fuck heehh- the fuck away- hd’ISChh!” Remi kept his nose in his sleeve, feeling the spot becoming wet.

“And miss this show? Never.” Alistar gleamed.

“Donnie?” Kanai looked at him confused, noticing the creamers by his cup. Alistar never puts anything in his coffee. ‘I like my coffee black, like my soul.’ He recalls him saying.

“Not now Nai, the entertainment has just begun.” Alistar smirks. Remi tried to glare at him through teary eyes.

“F-fuck hhh’ISH’ih! He’IISHH! hehh-hEh’TXSSHEW!” Remi felt the snot coat his sleeve on that last sneeze, the congestion beginning to build up behind his sinuses as he tried to regain dignity and sniff back what he could. Kanai then made an ‘oooh’ face, understanding what his best friend was doing. He nodded and went back to his coffee, taking a seat nearby as the two others stayed by the counter.

“Need a napkin?” Alistar offered, moving much closer to him, a look of mischievous graced his face as he held out a single napkin. Remi snuffled a growl and snatched the napkin from him, burying his nose into it as he turned away.

“D-dambnit Hh’IISHH! Hd’ISCHhh! Huh’GDTS’ue! Heeeh- Hd’ISCHEW!” Remi moved further away from the two as he tried to contain the mess.

“I finally found the sugar packets! Sorry about the wait Al!” Levi ran over to them, holding a small box of newly opened sugar packets.

“That’s quite alright, I was just enjoying the scenery.” He spoke while pointing at Remi, who blew through that napkin, and now into his own hands. Levi frowned and grabbed some more napkins, running out from behind the counter towards Remi.

“Rems, are you okay?” He asked worried, holding the napkins out towards his poor boyfriend’s face. Remi groaned before another “Heh’ISCHhh” blew into what was left of the napkin.

“Kidden.” He snuffed, and Levi took that as his que that Remi was done. He slowly pulled Remi’s hands from his face, seeing the strings of snot connecting from his poor and abused red nose, his glistening wet lips, and the spray that hit the disintegrated napkin what was left in his hands.

“Oh, my poor baby. What set you off?” Levi cooed, taking the napkins and cleaning off Remi’s hands before working on his face gently. He had Remi’s back towards Al and Kanai, so they wouldn’t see him like this.

“The coffee smbell.” Remi looked annoyed. He took another napkin and blew his nose, clearing it of any left-over scent of that vile brew Alistar ordered.

“Really? Well, I guess the scent was pretty strong. Sorry about that.” Levi frowned. Holding a napkin to his nose Remi wrapped his arm around Levi.

“Don’t be, It pbut mbe in the mbood.” He pulled Levi in so he could feel how hard his cock was. Levi’s eyes reddened and he looked round, catching Alistar and Kanai’s eyes. He turned to Kanai with a pleading look. Kanai, taking the hint took Alistar’s shirt sleeve.

“Donnie, if we go right now, I’ll let you tie me to the bed and do whatever you want for 20 minutes. “Kanai haggled. Alistar turned his attention to him with a wide grin.

“Anything?” Kanai nodded and Alistar picked Kanai up over his shoulder and kicked the glass door open, shattering it.

“Well let’s go! Have fun you two!” He called out as he left with a dramatic run.

Well, Levi was probably going to get fired anyway. He grabbed Remi’s shirt and pulled him down into a kiss.

“Bathroom. Ndow.” Remi breathed out.

“Yes sir.”

~Plz Don’t Repost To Non-Snzfic Blogs~

[yukiumisakura25]

AN: This is A TakeMikey ship, but from the present time, so they’re adults! Also like an alternative universe where Takemichi only needed to save two people. -SMALL SPOILER ALERT- It was going to be a one shot, but I kept writing. My second SNZFIC!

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: TAKEMIKEY (Takemichi and Mikey)

CW: It’s messy, description of snot, sneezing, contagion, spoiler alert, and cussing.

Synopsis: Takemichi has a date with Mikey, but Mikey shows up late and is sick as a dog.

First Date Back

Takemitchy took an hour getting ready for his date with Mikey. He fought with his black hair to stay tamed as he put on a nice, light blue collared shirt that complimented his deep blue eyes. He decided since it was supposed to be a warm day, tan shorts would be the best to go with. After getting back to the future, having saved Draken and Baji, he discovered he was still connected to Toman, even if he was not officially in the gang anymore. He planned to ask more questions about what happened, as he only just recently reconnected with Mikey, but all he could think about was the text message he received yesterday morning.

‘Wanna to go on a date Mitchy?’ Takemitchy never sent a yes so fast before.

‘Great! I’ll see ya tmr at R. Amusement Prk at 9!’

Takemitchy re-read that message at least 10 more times before he could process what had happened. He could barely sleep that night and now he’s staring in the mirror, debating on putting cologne on or not.

He left his house with thirty minutes to get to the location, deciding against anything too extra. He took the train to the amusement park and ran the rest of the way. He checked his watch and found he was five minutes early and sighed in relief. He looked at his reflection in the water and fixed his shirt and his hair that got messed up in the run. Fixing his collar, he stood outside the park, and checked his phone.

It was 9:03 a.m.

Takemitchy fiddled with his phone as he kept looking around, waiting for Mikey’s figure to show up or to hear his voice.

He checked his phone after a few more minutes, finding that it was now 9:07 a.m.

Takemitchy called Mikey, knowing if it was him late, he’d get an earful and probably a forehead flick from Mikey. The phone rang three times before it stopped.

‘Yo this is Mikey, I’m not here at the moment, obviously, leave a message if you want to-‘The voice mail was cut off by an incoming call from Draken. Takemitchy quickly answered it, feeling worried about the lack of Mikey.

“Draken?” He held the phone close to his ear.

“Takemitchy, hey. Did Mikey call you yet?” Draken asked, sounding out of breath. Takemitchy’s eyebrows furrowed.

“No, and he didn’t answer my call. And he didn’t show up to our- well…” Takemitchy was blushing, unsure if he should mention their date.

“Anyway, is he alright? Have you heard- “

“Takemitchy!” He heard from his far left. He almost gave himself whiplash when he turned his head and found a breathless, red-faced Mikey. He was bent over, hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, his black hair falling onto his face.

Takemitchy beamed and used his free hand to wave to Mikey.

“Mikey! I’m over here!” He called to him, then heard Draken through the phone.

“Mikey?? He’s there?? Why- “

“Sorry to worry you Draken, he made it. I’ll have him give you a call later, I promise!” Takemitchy pulled his phone away.

“Wait Take- “Takemitchy hung up and Mikey jogged slowly over to him.

“Sorry I was late, I slept through my alarm.” Mikey said, still sounding breathless. Takemitchy beamed and shook his head.

“No, it’s fine, you’re here now.” Takemitchy said excitedly. Mikey smiled lightly before letting out a small cough. Takemitchy was able to fully appreciate Mikey’s casual wear. A light green jacket over a black button up, and dark jeans that showed off his ass.

“Let’s go Mitchy!” Mikey grabbed Takemitchy’s hand and ran inside, quickly purchasing two tickets.

“Mikey, I could’ve gotten my own tickets.” Takemitchy blushed, allowing Mikey to pull him around with no resistance.

“No way Mitchy, I asked you out, so I wanted to pay.” Mikey smirked, pulling Takemitchy further into the amusement park. He abruptly stopped, Takemitchy nearly faceplanted into his back.

“Ow, Mikey!” Takemitchy rubbed his nose with his free hand. Mikey made a soft, breathy sound.

“Heh…” Takemitchy looked over Mikey’s arm to see his face. His eyes squinted as his mouth hung open alittle. Takemitchy noticed his nose was twitching like a rabbit’s.

“Mikey?”

“HEH-KSHUUU!” Mikey leaned forward violently, spraying the air without even attempting to cover. Takemitchy moved back, nearly jumping at the intense display.

It was quiet for a moment, then he heard a soupy sniffle as Mikey stood up straight.

“Mikey?” Takemitchy softly asked, watching Mikey rub his nose on his sleeve from behind with another sniff.

“Hm?” Mikey questioned, turning to look at Takemitchy with his nose still in his sleeve.

“Are you okay?” Takemitchy asked looking into his eyes, which looked away as he sniffed.

“I’m fine, just a sneeze.” Mikey grumbled and sniffed harder, rubbing his nose harder on his jacket. Takemitchy huffed and reached into his pocket to pull out a free tissue packet he got from the station.

“Don’t use your sleeve Mikey, here.” He held the packet out to him. Mikey froze and eyed the packet, then to his own hand holding Takemitchy’s. Takemitchy held the packet to Mikey, waiting for him to take it. After a moment of Mikey not taking it, he looked at the hand holding his. He sighed and tried to pull his hand free, but Mikey kept a firm grip.

Takemitchy huffed. “Mikey, you need to let go so you can clean up.” Mikey looked to the side, muffled a ‘No’ as he kept his grip firm.

Takemitchy sighed heavily. “Mikey. Fine, here.” Takemitchy used his teeth to open the packet and held out the tissues. In one swift motion, Mikey grabbed a few and turned away from Takemitchy to clean up his face. Mikey took a deep breath and blew into the tissues, making a squelching noise as he rubbed his nose roughly.

“Mikey, are you sick?” Takemitchy asked concerned, to which Mikey turned to look at him with his nose buried in the tissues.

“Me? Sick? HA!” Mikey put the used tissues into his pocket.

“C’mon, I wanna ride the gut blaster!” Mikey pulled Takemitchy off to the right, stopping at the rollercoaster. Although he wasn’t sure what was going on with him, he trusted Mikey.

If he felt bad, he would tell Takemitchy, right?

He held onto that hope after the next three rollercoasters, Mikey looking more and more drained after each one.

“Let’s sit for a moment Mikey.” Takemitchy said worried as Mikey looked pale, with a permanent blush on his cheeks.

“No, wait. We haven’t sniff mbade it to the ferris wheel.” Mikey began to sound congested, pulling gently on Takemitchy’s hand, the same hand he refused to let go of the whole day.

“Mikey, you don’t seem very well.” Takemitchy spoke worried.

“Mbitchy, I- heeeh...” He used his free hand to rub his nose, trying to stave off the sneeze. Takemitchy frowned.

“Mikey-“

“HEh-TCHEEEW!” Mikey turned and sprayed off to the side, takemitchy watching as tiny droplets fell onto the pavement. The sneeze made Mikey off balance and Takemitchy held his shoulder while gripping Mikey’s hand abit firmer.

“Heh- Heh- HESHEEEW!” Takemitchy held onto Mikey’s shoulder as he threw his body forward with the sneeze, keeping him balanced as Mikey swayed.

“Mikey! Are you okay??” Takemitchy worriedly led Mikey to a bench, sitting him down.

“Sniff Guh.” Mikey lifted his head, and a string of snot was hanging from his right nostril. Takemitchy sat next to him and rubbed his back, frowning.

“You’re sick.” It wasn’t a question anymore. Mikey sniffed hard, looking forward with a glare, like he was mad his body betrayed him. Takemitchy pulled out his phone, as Mikey used his sleeve to rub his nose again. He eyed Takemitchy as he snuffled.

“What are you doing?” Mikey asked warily.

“I’m calling Draken, to pick you up- hey!” Mikey let go of Takemitchy’s hand and quickly grabbed his phone.

“No!” Mikey called out desperately. The tone in his voice shocked Takemitchy, as he had never heard Mikey like that.

“We- We sniff haven’t gotten to the ferris wheel, or take a picture, or- or sniff sniff “ Mikey’s eyes welled up with tears, and his nose was running. Takemitchy waved his hands unsurely, taken aback from the crying Mikey.

“Mikey, it’s okay.” He said, trying to calm him down. He took both his hands, ignoring the sticky and wetness of one of them.

Mikey shook his head, tears falling down his face.

“It’s not! I wanted to go on the ferris wheel sniff with you.” He cried out, trying to sniff back his congestion. Takemitchy then noticed how hot Mikey’s hands were and reached up to touch his cheek, then his forehead.

“Mikey, you’re really hot.” He said worried. Mikey gave a forced chuckle.

“Really Mbitchy? Flirting right ndow?” He spoke a little playfully, closing his eyes and trying to keep from shivering as Takemitchy held a hand over his forehead.

“I’m serious Mikey, I think you have a fever. A high one.” Takemitchy looked at Mikey concerned. Mikey sniffed as he leaned into Takemitchy’s hand with a hm.

“Takemitchy!” He heard a booming voice from behind and turned to see a disheveled Draken running towards them, having a hand.

“Ah! Draken!” Takemitchy yelled back and stood up, getting Draken’s attention. A shaky hand gripped his shirt.

“Hah..heh..” Mikey hitched as he held onto Takemitchy’s shirt.

“Mikey, wait- Mikey-“

“Heh He-HESCHEEEW!” Mikey snapped forward with the sneeze, coating the bottom of Takemitchy’s shirt in a thin layer of snot and saliva. A blob on snot landed on the crease of Takemitchy’s shirt and the hand holding him down. Takemitchy held in a deep sigh, then noticed that Mikey wasn’t done as his eyes were still squinting.

“Damn.” Takemitchy grabbed Mikey’s nose to save himself from another snot shower as Mikey snapped forward again.

“HEH-PTCHU” Mikey stifled into Takemitchy’s hand, the congestion from his nose splattering Takemitchy’s fingers. If he were in his right mind, Takemitchy wondered if Mikey would have been embarrassed. Mikey tried to sniffle and whined as Takemitchy hadn’t moved his hand.

“Mbitchy~ sniff.”

Takemitchy searched through Mikey’s pockets for the used tissues, then heard heavy footsteps jogging up beside him.

“Take..mitchy..” Draken was out of breath, leaning forward to catch it. He choked alittle and coughed. Takemitchy let go of Mikey’s nose and slowly pulled back, a huge string of mess following his fingers as he held up the used tissues to wipe off his fingers and then Mikey’s face gently. Mikey made a soft nose that nearly broke Takemitchy’s heart while getting off most of the mess.

“You dumbass…” Draken stood straight, glaring at Mikey, then Takemitchy’s gentle cleaning.

“I told you to stay home.” He gritted out, moving closer to Mikey and touched his forehead.

“Fucking hell Mikey, you’re burning up!” Draken pulled his hand back, then turned to Takemitchy.

“And you, why didn’t you answer your phone??” He demanded. Takemitchy turned to toss the tissues into a nearby bin, not being able to move far as Mikey kept his grip on his shirt.

“My phone? I didn’t receive any calls. When I went to call you, Mikey took my phone.” Takemitchy frowned, trying to look into Mikey’s glazed over eyes. Draken saw the phone in Mikey’s hand and took it with ease. He looked at it and tched.

“That’s cause you have shitty service.” Takemitchy looked up at Draken when he sighed.

“We need to find better reception to call Mitsuya, he’s probably freaking out.” Draken looked down at Mikey and put the phone into Takemitchy’s back pocket. He gently moved Takemitchy over, with Mikey’s grip still firm.

“Mikey.” He spoke softly, nothing at all what Takemitchy was used to. Mikey had his eyes closed, swaying a little as he fought to remain upright.

“Hm.” He replied quietly, proving the fever really kicked his ass.

“We need to get you home, get on my back” Draken turned around and got on a knee for Mikey to lean down. Takemitchy noticed how Mikey’s grip on his shirt slacked.

“Okay, then I’ll call Mitsu-YA?!” With strength Takemitchy didn’t think Mikey could muster, he was pulled into Mikey’s lap and his arms wrapped around his waist with a death grip.

“Mikey?! Wait, what are you doing??” Takemitchy blushed as he felt Mikey shove his face into Takemitchy’s back.

“No. Ferris wheel.” Even with the stuffy nose and muffle through his back, Draken and Takemitchy could hear the pout.

“Mikey, you’ve caused enough trouble as it is! Now let go of Takemitchy and get on my back!” Draken shouted, causing Mikey to shake his head ‘no’ and held Takemitchy tighter. The movement caused Mikey’s nose to rebel again and Takemitchy couldn’t move away as Mikey sneezed.

“PTSHU!” Takemitchy felt a warm wetness in the center of his back, trying his best not to grimace at the mess Mikey just made. Draken growled and grabbed Mikey’s arm and began pulling.

“Takemitchy isn’t your handkerchief you brat! You know how worried I was when Takemitchy told me you showed up?! I told your ass to Stay. In. Bed! I ran around town trying to find your grape flavored cold medicine and you take that moment to sneak out with a 100.4 degree fever?!” Draken roared; his sweet tone completely gone.

“NDO!” Mikey yelled muffled in Takemitchy’s back, gripping harder.

“Draken…stop..” Takemitchy choked as he could hardly breath. Draken tched and let go.

“Mikey…we can come back once you’re better. I promise.” Takemitchy tried to reason, but Mikey didn’t reply, only sniffed. Takemitchy sighed.

“Alright Mikey, one ride. But then you have to go home and rest. Deal?” Mikey looked up from behind Takemitchy.

“Really?? You mbean it??” Mikey sniffed and loosened his grip. Draken scoffed and spoke sarcastically.

“Yeah no, this is a great idea. Just give into him.” Mikey sniffed and rubbed his eyed before Takemitchy stood up, helping Mikey up. Mikey wrapped himself around Takemitchy’s arm and leaned onto him heavily.

“Okay, I’ll call Mitsuya, and we’ll meet you at the bottom of the ferris wheel.” Draken said and held up his phone. Mikey held a childish smile as he seemed over the rainbow. Takemitchy mentally sighed and nodded.

“Alright, see you then.” Takemitchy nodded and started to lead Mikey to the ride.

“Oh, and Mitchy?” Takemitchy turned his head to Draken with a questionable expression. Draken wore a shit eating grin.

“Mikey NEVER covers.” Takemitchy looked confused, then it clicked, hearing Mikey’s breath hitch.

“Heh..heh”

“Yeah, I guessed as much.”

“HEPTSCHEW!”

I tried to keep them as close to the characters as I could! I felt Mikey would totally be a brat being sick. Again, this was supposed to be a one-shot. Part 2?

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