Goodnight Kiss - Japan x Reader

You groaned as you violently tossed and turned on your bed. You loudly blew your nose into a tissue and let out another wail.

Yup, it was that time of the year again!

No, not that time of the year; it's flu season silly!

You threw the covers over your head to shield your eyes from the sun's blinding rays and whatever jeepers creepers left after the night.

You felt absolutely awful.

Your head, back, throat, face, arms, legs, and every body part known to man hurted like hell! Your body was hot to the touch, but you were shivering in cold sweat like a Chihuahua in winter. Not only that, you looked like a dying fish with your mouth open since it was your only way to suck in some oxygen thanks to your stuffy nose.

This has to be the worst flu to have ever hit you in your entire life! You didn't even have the energy to walk or let alone, stand.


RING RING RING


Rolling your way over to the edge of your bed, you answered the telephone in your sickly voice, "Hello?"

"Moshi moshi? Is this (Name)?"

A smile made its way on your lips at the sound of your boyfriend's voice. "No, this is Patrick."

"O-Oh I'm very sorry Patrick-san!" Kiku apologized quickly. You could already picture him bowing at the other end of the line out of habit. "Wrong nu-"

"Kiku, I'm joking! It's me, (Name)!" You laughed and quickly coughed up a storm after.

"(Name)? Are you all right?"

"Ugh," you groaned and huddled the blankets closer to you. "No, I feel like a truck ran me over."

"O-Oh...I'm sorry."

You raised an eyebrow, "For what?"

"My flag appeared on your bed sheets again didn't it?"

"I'd rather have my period than the flu," You admitted.

"You have the flu?"

"Yeah, so I don't think I'll be coming to the meeting today," you rolled over on your bed, searching for a comfy spot to soothe your aches. "Today was a really important one too. Good luck today. I'm sorry I won't be there to support you."


There was a pause on the other end of the line.


"Hellooo?" You called after a quick sneeze. "Kikuuu?"

"You still hide the spare keys under the mat right?" Kiku finally spoke.

"Yeah, but I think it's too obvious. Young Soo keeps raiding my fridge at night-"

"I'll be at your house in thirty minutes."

"And then I end up watching K-dramas all- Wait, what?" you sat up in alarm.


Was...Kiku Honda worried about sick little you?


"You won't feel better unless someone takes care of you."

Your face felt hot enough to melt metal. As much as you'd like your boyfriend to nurse you back to health, today was an important day for him. You couldn't have him miss the meeting just to take care of you!

"But this is an important meeting Kiku!" you protested. "You're supposed to give a presentation right after Ludwig!"

"I know, but-"

"Exactly! You cannot miss the meeting today Kiku! I'll be fine, I can take care of myself!" you continued.

Hopefully that did the trick. Kiku was never one to argue anyways.


There was another pause.


Well shit. That probably meant Kiku was coming up with a witty comeback. Just before you were about to ramble on, he quickly spoke in a resolved voice.

"(Name)," you gulped. This was Kiku's angry voice, might as well say sayonara to your plans.

"Y-Yeah?..." you answered, shivering partly because of the flu and partly because of scary Kiku.

"I thought I told you this already," Kiku's voice softened. "I'm your kareshi first before anything. You come first before everything."

Okay it was official, you were going to marry this otaku. Curse his adorable accent and his perfect boyfriend material personality! You were blushing so much that you were worried he could feel the heat radiating off your cheeks through the telephone. Taking your silence as a 'yes,' he chuckled in triumph.

"I'll be there in an hour."

"Yeah," you mumbled, lightly patting your cheeks to make your feverish blush fade away. "I'll try to live."

You hung up the phone and buried your face into your pillow out of embarrassment. That was pretty cliché, but it was sweet nonetheless. You couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the thought of the Japanese man.

"His face must be as red as Antonio's tomatoes right now."

Having your boyfriend of three years coming over to your house to take care of you felt like something straight of a shoujo manga. It was too good to be true! As your thoughts trailed on, you slowly slipped into dreamland. You weren't sure how long you were asleep, but by the time you woke up, the sun was already dipping back into the horizon.

You slowly opened your eyes and took in your surroundings. The curtains were neatly pinned to the side, letting in the warm, orange, afternoon glow fill the room. The once tightly shut windows were ajar, bringing in a cool spring breeze. Lifting a hand to your forehead, your fingers came into contact with a cool, damp cloth.


Which only meant only one thing,


"Oh, you're awake!"

Looking over to your right, you spotted Kiku with a sketchbook in hand. He gave you a warm smile before helping you sit up.

"Kiku?" You mumbled, still groggy from your nap. "When did you get here?"

"A couple hours ago. You're a really heavy sleeper (Name)."

You squinted at the clock on your bedside table and sighed, "I practically wasted the whole day sleeping!"

"Well that is what sick people are supposed to do. Anyway, you must be hungry. I made some udon while you were asleep." He excused himself from the room. "I'll be right back."

Kiku came back with a bowl of soup, a glass of water, and medicine. You were expecting today to be filled with aches and pains, but to your surprise, it wasn't. You had your boyfriend, Kiku, here to take care of you and that simple fact made being sick all a little bit better. You even managed to convince him into feeding you!


Yup, being sick was totally the best.


You yawned and stretched tiredly, "Kiku, thanks again for today. I'm really glad that I have you here to take care of me."

He smiled, face still beet red from feeding you soup earlier, "N-Not at all (Name). I'll always take care of you."

You snickered and laid back down on your bed. For a guy that wasn't very intimate, he sure was cliché. But not that you minded, of course.

"Oyasumi (Name)."

"Goodnight Kiku," you yawned as you closed your eyes. You were going to ask for a goodnight kiss, but you didn't want him to explode from being too affectionate with you. You smiled to yourself, happy to end the day with him by your side.

Kiku chuckled at the sight of the covers thrown completely over your head. You looked like a cocoon. He knew that you were scared of the dark and got paranoid whenever night rolled around. Ever since you were a kid, you would hide under the sheets to prevent the ghosts and ghouls from finding you. Somehow down the road, it became a normal sleeping habit for you.  

He got up from his seat and carefully pulled the covers off your head, "You can't breathe if you hide under your blankets like that." Gently, his long, pale fingers brushed your hair to the side, "As long as I'm here, nothing will harm you."

A blush found its way onto his face. Whenever he was with you, he found himself blushing way too often. You looked like an angel, awake or asleep. The only difference was that he didn't have to worry about behaving like the perfect boyfriend you deserved when you were asleep. If only it was this easy to let go of his personal space issue too.  You've told him countless times to just be himself, but he can't help wanting to improve himself for you. Just the thought of him being your boyfriend still sounded too good to be true.

You groaned in your sleep, as a pained expression made its way onto your face. He frowned, if only he could endure the pain in your stead, he would. But all he could do now was wait and stay by your side until you woke up.

And he hoped that in the future, he could always be by your side when you woke up.

With that thought in mind, he placed a loving kiss on your forehead, "Get well soon, (Name)-chan."

~

"Kiku, what are you doing?"

Kiku flinched in surprise and quickly backed away from you, "N-Nothing. I wasn't doing anything."

You raised an eyebrow him and opened your mouth to speak until a strong oniony smell filled your nostrils. "What is that smell?!" You pinched your nose and felt something wrapped around your neck. You lifted a hand and felt a leafy, warm, stalk before removing it from your neck.

"Kiku," You held up the green onion stalk and looked at him expectantly. "What the heck is this?"

He fiddled with his fingers and gave you brief, shy glances, "Ah....an onion."

"And what is it doing wrapped around my neck?" you raised an eyebrow.

"I-It's to help you with your cold. We do it back in my country and it never fails." He replied as his cheeks turned red.


Could Kiku get any more adorable?


You let out a small giggle before laying back down and tying it around your neck, "Well in that case, I should make sure to keep this on me overnight!"

He let out a sigh of relief. At least you didn't laugh at his idea like Alfred did. That, and the fact that you didn't know he kissed you earlier. If you ever found out, Kiku swore that he would die of embarrassment.


"Oh and another thing Kiku," you smiled as you turned over on your side.

"Hai?"

You pointed to your lips and winked at him teasingly, "My lips are down here."

"....."

"....Kiku?"

"............"

"Er, Kiku?"

"......................"

"OH MY GOD, I BROKE KIKU"


Well, at least you got you goodnight kiss.