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*He gently cups Anthony's face and caresses his cheek with his thumb. He lets go and stands to answer the door. Jun pulls out a small tip while grabbing the bag of warm food. He gives the delivery kid as polite a small he can before closing the door and resting the bag onto the coffee table.*

"as polite a small"))

*his eyebrows furrow.*

I could have done that, Jun. I'm okay.

*he mumbles, quiet. he makes no attempt to open the food, honestly he isn't too hungry. a vague sense of malaise has settled down upon him.*

No you're not. *he speaks bluntly, sitting down beside him with a small huff. He studies him for a moment and sinks himself into the couch.*

Why won't you tell me what's wrong?

Because nothing is wrong. I swear. I'm just really tired, okay? A hundred percent okay.

*he gives him a weak smile. his head is throbbing.*

*he puffs again and flops on his side away from Anthony.*
Alright,,, I,, guess. *his arms are folded neatly across his chest and a slight frown twists his face.*

You're a big người nói láo, Anthony Matthew.

*something tightens in his chest as Jun flops away from him, and his face flushes. he leans towards the side, leaning his head against him.*

I...okay. Fine. I don't feel...the best. I just. I didn't want to bother you with it. You aren't feeling well either.

(( dont u lov bilangual boys : ))) ))

*He looks down at him and sighs, unfolding his arms to rest his hand on Anthony's vibrant locks*

Great, we're sick together. *he wasn't really upset, he was relieved to hear the truth.*

*he shifts, dragging Jun's hand to cup his cheek--his hand feels cool. His eyeliner is smudged, and his eyes are watering. His lip trembles.*

I'm sorry...I tried really hard to stay healthy but I just. Woke up feeling like shit, and... *he hiccups, giving a great, heaving sigh.* bhagavaan, main kamabakht choosana

(( i live for native tongues yannsss))

It's okay! *Jun peeps, tracing a small heart shape on Anthony's cheek with his finger.* Living with me, I'm surprised you don't get sick more often.

*He gently sits up and places Anthony's head in his cushiony lap softly. He bends down and plants a kiss on his forehead.*

*he gives him a watery smile, sniffing, and swallows, placing his mug on the table. Jun's lap is soft, and warm, and he grumbles, tugging the blanket over his shoulders with a sigh. his forehead is warm.*

It's because my immune system wasn't bought on eBay.

*he jokes, looking up at Jun with drooping eyes.*

*He rolls his eyes and smiles, his legs are falling asleep but he ignores the tinge to appreciate the man in his lap.*

Good one.