I'm woken by the sound of snoring in my ear making me pinch my eyes shut and rub them. When I open them I find that Luhan has snuck in here again and is wrapped tightly around me with his head facing me on my pillow.

When did he start snoring?

I reach over and plug his nose only to have him open his mouth wider and snore louder. I chuckle softly and let go before pinching his lips shut instead which makes it seem to gargle in the back of his throat. I stop and he goes back to a softer snore before I gently pinch his cheek.

"Luhan, good morning." I say as I carefully try to wake him up.

His snores stop before he smacks his lips and peeks his eyes open

"What?" He asks softly before shutting them.

"You're snoring in my ear." I chuckle before he opens his eyes more.

"What?" He asks before removing his arm that was around me and rubs his eyes.

"You were snoring in my ear." I repeat with a smile before he rolls his eyes and shuts them.

"I don't snore." He defends as he shuts his eyes and puts his arm back around me.

"Yes you do, and you're doing it right in my ear."

"Maybe you're snoring and woke yourself up?" He asks with a chuckle.

"No, I'm pretty sure it was you." I say before he sighs.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room." He says as he lets go but I quickly grab him.

"No, just sleep on your stomach instead of your side." I say before he climbs on mine and buries is face in my neck.

"Like this?" He asks with a chuckle while sliding his hands under my head and pillow.

"As long as you don't snore." I say as he wiggles around, trying to get comfortable, before pushing one of his legs between mine and puts the other on the outside of my leg.

"Comfy?" I ask as he nods before yawning a warm breath against my cool skin.

"It's really nice sleeping with you because you aren't hot but you aren't cold." He says as he presses his hot cheek to my neck.

"It's like flipping your pillow to the cool side, but you don't heat up." He sighs.

"I'm glad to be of service to you." I chuckle as he nods.

"I don't feel very good." He sighs before I push his hair back off his forehead to find he's pretty warm.

"Maybe you're getting sick?" I suggest before putting my hand behind his neck in hope of cooling him down a little.

"That feels good." He assures before I gently begin rubbing his neck.

"Let's see how you feel in the morning, okay?" I say as he nods and sighs against my skin again.

...

It turns out he was getting sick. A cold was going around at his school and that's what was causing him to snore.

So if I wasn't cooking him food, I was laying with him to keep his temperature down a little. He was right that I always do keep him cool because my body absorbs his heat and doesn't really give much, if any, out. I always did notice that when he was sick he wanted to cuddle with me, and being a vampire, I don't catch colds so he could cough and sneeze on me as much as he wanted without getting me sick. Other than it being nasty for him to do those things, I didn't keep him from laying with me because he said it made him feel better.

"Why do I have to be sick on my birthday?!" He whines, now in the strongest wave of his cold.

"I'm sorry, baby, but I'll make it up to you when your better." I say as he sits down at the counter.

"I don't feel good." He whines and folds his arms on the counter then puts his head on it.

"I know, baby. I'm making you some breakfast right now. Do you want to go lay down on the couch and watch something on tv?" I offer before he shakes his head.

"I don't feel good." He repeats.

"I know, baby. That's why you should go lay down." I say as he groans in pain.

"I don't think I can get up, will you carry me?" He asks as he stays in the position with his head on his arms.

"Yeah, just a second." I say as I turn the stove off and go over to him.

I pick him up and he's like a noodle making it hard to get a good grip on him.

"Come on, Lu, work with me." I chuckle as I wrap one arm under his bottom and the other around his back.

He rests his thighs on my hips and leans against me which makes it easier before I fly him to the couch.

I lay him down before he turns towards the inside of the couch and groans into the cushions.

"Baby, are you hungry?"

"Noooooooo." He whines and curls up in a ball.

I feel helpless because there's only so much I can do to make him feel better. I gave him medicine about six hours ago and you have to wait eight hours before taking more.

"Okay, I'll be right back." I assure before going back to the pot of water I was boiling to make him soup and dump it out.

I instead got him a cup of ice water and a cup of sprite before putting bendy straws in them and take them over to him.

I didn't use all of the can of sprite so we don't waste it if he doesn't drink what's in his cup with the ice and it melts. I keep the can with me as well so I can fill the cup back up for if he does drink it all and set the cups on the table next to him.

"Hey, baby, I brought you some water and sprite, which do you want?"

"Neither... I want to cry!" He groans dramatically as he shifts around and whines.

"I'm sorry, baby, what can I do to make you feel better?"

"I have to pee, will you get me a cup?" He asks.

"No, but I can take you to the bathroom." I chuckle before he nods.

He rolls on his back and holds his arms up to me before I bend down and push one arm under his leg and the other under his back.

He holds onto me as I pick him up before flying over the couch to save a bit of time and walk down the hall to the bathroom.

I wait outside the bathroom to let him do his thing before he calls me in. I open the door and find him sitting on the ground in front of the toilet before looking up at me weakly.

"I couldn't bend down to pull up my sweats cause the fell, and I fell, and now I'm stuck." He whines before I chuckle and help him up.

"It's not funny!" He whines as I hold him up from behind and let him wash his hands.

"It kinda is, but I'm sorry you're not feeling good." I say before he weakly slaps my side.

"I feel gross." He corrects and leans back against me.

"Want to take a cool bath?"

"No, I want to die! Just put me out of my misery." He says dramatically before chuckling softly with me.

I take him back to the couch and he asks if I'll lay with him and watch tv. He wants to sit up so I sit behind him with my inside leg stretched out against the inside of the couch while the other rests on the floor. I rub his neck while he sits with his back to me and head directly under mine. I rest my cheek on his head so he doesn't have to move down more while he softly moans in pain.

"Hyung, I'm really hot." He whine/pouts as he grabs my hands and presses them to his cheeks with a sigh.

"Want to go take a cold shower-"

"I don't want to take a shower!" He whines as he begins panting. "It's so hot in here!" He cries as he shifts and hiccups as he pushes his head back on my shoulder and presses his hot face to my neck.

"Baby, why are you so warm?" I say as I begin panicking.

"I don't know! I don't know!" He says before I feel tears run down my neck where his head is.

All I can think to do is have him sit up and pull his shirt off then and do the same to myself and pull him back to me. He whimpers softly like I'm too cold and pulls away slightly then sits up more. He continues softly crying and panting before I wrap my arms around his waist in hope of cooling him down from this heat wave he's feeling. He sighs and grabs my hands to press tightly to his skin before moving them to the center of his chest while his heart beats rapidly. He holds them there for a minute before sliding them up his neck and holds my hands around his hot skin.

"Do you feel better?" I ask softly as he moves my arms back around his stomach.

He continues panting and moaning before tipping his head to rest against my neck.

"Do you think you need to go to the doctor?" I ask as I shut my eyes.

I can feel his pulse radiating through his body, and hear his loud heart thump, trying to get this virus out of him as best as it can. It's working so hard, beating at a quick and constant pace, while his body tries to sweat it out.

"No." He sighs as he pushes his back against me, rests his hands on the top of my thighs and pushes himself up.

His blood smells sweet and thick as it fights this virus he's caught making me bite my lip. I open my eyes and can see his blood pushing through his veins under his pale skin. I can also see all the heat radiating off him before I move one of my arms up so my hand is on the top of his chest and the rest of my arm goes down the center of his chest to stomach. My other arm stays wrapped around his waist and gently rubs his skin, hoping to suck the heat out of him and cool him down.

He continues whimpering and whining as I shut my eyes and kiss his neck carefully.

"I'm so sorry, baby." I whisper against his skin and hold him tightly.

"My legs are really hot." He whines.

"Want me to go get your shorts?" I ask but he shakes his head.

"I want out of my sweats." He whines as he lets go of my legs then tries to pull the thick clothing off.

I help him take them off before I sits back with his legs pulled up and open then grabs my hands to rub the tops of his thighs.

"Want me to go get you ice?" I ask, feeling uncomfortable with the amount of touching I'm doing but he shakes his head.

"Your hands feel so good." He assures as my heart beats. "Do you mind?" He then asks as he stops, his heart beginning to beat harder than it already is.

"No, no of course not." I say before he nods making the beating slow slightly.

He sighs and wraps my hands around the inside of his soft and extremely warm thighs to cool them off. His sensitive body twitches against my touch before he lets go of my hands and sits back with a sigh.

"Everywhere you touch feels so much better." He says as he goes back to resting his hot cheek on my neck as my eyes stare at my boxers he's wearing.

"So you've been stealing my boxers?" I ask jokingly before he groans.

"You want them back?" He asks sarcastically and slips his thumbs under the loose waist band, ready to pull them off.

"No, no. I don't want you sitting out here naked." I chuckle and grab his hands.

They look better on him anyways.

"And you want to move out when you can't even get your own boxers." I joke as he moves my hands back to his thighs.

"I don't want to move out, I don't know what I'd do without you, Hyung." He admits making my heart beat again.

"I don't want you to move out either." I sigh back before wrapping my arms around his waist again.

AN// Hello everyone! Happy Friday! I got today off school, woohoo! I hope you enjoyed the chapter as well! Poor Lulu! Sick on his eighteenth birthday!:(

So I gotta clean my room now so wish me luck! I need to redecorate as well and move some furniture around so this will be fun😂 I also think I'm going to stop updating this so frequently and post more like every two or three days like
I've kinda been doing? I'm not sure yet! But I hope you're enjoying the series and there is much more to come!!(: