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Victor knew this would happen, and he didn’t regret it. His throat hurt, he couldn’t breathe through his nose, his brain was pounding against his skull, and he kept getting hot flashes. But all of it was worth it as Yuuri placed a cool wet washcloth on his forehead and tucked him into bed.
“It looks like you’re worse than I got.” Yuuri commented as he climbed into bed next to Victor, his brows furrowing in worry. “I’m sorry I got you sick, あなた ...”
Victor turned and buried his snotty face in Yuuri’s shirt as he snuggled against the younger man’s chest. “You’re so sweet, золотце .”
Yuuri half-heartedly tries to push Victor away. “Victorrrrr, you’re getting snot all over my shirt! And the cloth fell, you need to keep it on your head.”
Victor grumbled as he rolled back over onto his back and let Yuuri replace the cloth. “But Yuuri… I want cuddles!”
Yuuri sighs in loving exasperation as he lays down and rests his head against Victor’s shoulder, arms wrapping gently around the Russian’s waist. “You’re lucky I love you.”
Victor grins, placing a soft kiss in raven locks. “I know I am.”