"You are not to leave this spot." Klaus could tell Shane felt guilty. Over what, he would not validate. He would simply instruct his partner to remain laying on the couch rather than getting up, sternly gazing until he watched him lower back on the cushion. From there, he dismissed himself to the bathroom, returning with a few items inhis lap.
"You have sustained this fever since last night. You will continue to properly rest." A thermometer pressed to his temple for confirmation. A bottle of pills shook, two placed in Shane's hand, a cup of water promptly offered. "If it does not break with tylenol or it gets too high, I will be taking you to the doctor regardless of what you say."
That covered...he leaned down, pressing a kiss against Shanes temple. He wouldnt kiss his lips, as he was contagious, but he wanted to offer affection amongst his sternness. His expression softened.
"I am capable of groceries and your errands. I simply want to know if you have any special requests, or things that would help you recover faster since you have the medical knowledge, not me. I wish for you to recover quickly...I miss your smile already."
It felt like failure, that's what it was. The sensation of dread that he couldn't provide or give or take care of his lover the way he wanted to like all the time. He disliked the idea that he was just unable to hold himself up for long or knowing that he couldn't help with making dinner or washing their clothes. Not even feeding Mimi! Shane couldn't say he felt great, nor okay enough to even be on the sofa like he was, but he didn't want to lie in his bed. It felt cold, and it felt like a punishment more than anything to him. So being scolded for trying to sit up, to be stopped from trying to do something to help Klaus before he left was taken hard. His brow creased with lashes wet, looking at his lap as the child he wasn't allowed to be… He held it in though, bit his tongue and lowered himself back to the cushions from weak arms.
Reality was harsh, he never liked being sick and knowing he could be putting Klaus in danger with it, but also selfishly not wanting to let the man be out his sight was hard to battle. He wanted Klaus, but he also knew he shouldn't… So, he held it all in. Not moving as Klaus left, if anything, just getting more comfortable as everything ached, and he shivered pretty hard as he felt the sickness take over a bit more. He was exhausted too, strange how that was, since a moment ago he felt like he could lift and shower Klaus without breaking a sweat. Listening to Klaus as he did his vital checks he could only flutter his lashes at the tablets and drink, swallowing it down he didn't realise he was thirsty until the water touched his tongue now. He didn't even notice he finished it until he sucked in air.
"A'ight." He wasn't to complain, fevers could be dangerous - he knew that… He just hopes Klaus doesn't get it from his selfishness of wanting to be in the living room. Though that worry was pushed aside, a kiss to his hot skin made his ears turn more pink and his lips curve in a little smile. He liked that, a lot. Made his shivers settle down as he lay there, blinking heavily with his body trying to pull him under. Not yet though, Klaus was still with him. Ah, he should have grabbed a panda on root, he wanted to hold something and squeeze. Hide his face in because he knew he was going to start crying in a minute.
Oh, wait - Klaus was still here, so he lifted his lashes for the final time, looking at his lover with woozy gaze but worth it. Look at that soft face! Ah, he loved this man. "Custard puddin'… " It was the best thing to eat when he was sick. Thick and cold milky-cream custard! ".. and some face masks. I've ran out of clean ones." It'll help with the house moreso than himself, but he liked to wear them to protect his loved ones. He was pretty tired, but he waited, smiling when Klaus spoke of missing it and giggling a little to himself even though he felt heavy. "I'll… do my best to recover fast. Gomen." Though it was hard to remove the guilt right away, Shane looked a little lighter.
Though, later, Shane wouldn't know when he fell asleep, but he was out like a light by the time Klaus got back. Heavy and deep, half snug in the sofa's throw over and flushed to the ears in hot and cold sweat… but he was definitely resting better than the last few days noticed by K. Painful as it was to be ill, he was glad it was with Klaus. Shane will have to tell him about how much his bedside manners have really upgraded since dating…
