Loceitmas - Sneeze
This is one of many, many ficlets I am posting on Christmas day. Hope you enjoy!
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Janus sneezed just as Thomas handed him a tissue, and then scowled at himself after it was done. He didn't notice his boyfriend's perfect timing, too annoyed by his cold to pay attention to anything else.
"You alright?" Thomas asked.
Janus continued to scowl unhappily. "My throat hurts," he complained in a strained voice.
"Well, Logan is making you a warm drink, so hopefully that will help."
Thomas patted Janus's leg to comfort him.
Janus sighed, leaning back against the couch cushion. He crossed his arms with an expression that he would not have described as a pout, though Thomas certainly would have if Janus hadn't been so grumpy and sick.
"I hate this," Janus complained. "Why did I have to get sick on Christmas?"
"Sorry," Thomas gave Janus a slight, sympathetic smile. "I wish I could make it better."
"I know. But you can't," Janus huffed with crossed arms.
Then, Janus started to shiver, and he pulled a face. Thomas immediately leant closer, taking the blanket that was in a pile at Janus's other side, and draping it over Janus's body.
"Do you want me to grab you another blanket, too?"
Janus shook his head. "I'm good."
He then sneezed again. And again.
Thomas grabbed another tissue, passing it to Janus's silently, giving him another sympathetic smile.
Then, Logan walked into the room, carrying a warm mug in his hands.
"Here," he said. "And I shall make you some soup, too. We must also make sure you stay hydrated."
Janus carefully took the mug in his hands, holding it against his chest.
"Thank you," he said, though he looked no less grumpy. He tipped his head back, and scowled once more. "This sucks," he hissed.
