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Masaomi's Chapter

Sick Days

Wataru hated being sick. He always felt like he was on fire, no matter how light his clothes were. He couldn't speak properly without feeling like he was going to cough up one of his lungs. He couldn't stand up straight, let alone sit up without feeling dizzy, and he always felt like he couldn't breathe. Most kids his age should be outside playing with their friends and rolling around in the mud. Instead, he was trapped here and confined to bed rest.

"Maa-chan, I want to go out and play!"

"I'm know Wataru-chan, but you can't do that. You need to stay in bed and rest."

Wataru pouted only to be racked with with a fit of hoarse coughing. Masaomi moved closer to him and began to rub soothing circles around his his back. A few days ago at school, everyone in the Asahina household was in for a really nasty surprise when the principal of his school called them. While out playing soccer with his classmates during gym, Wataru suddenly fainted on the field with a really high fever. Their mom left in the middle of a really important meeting with potential clients to rush him home ASAP. Nearly most of the Asahina brothers who were currently working left in the middle of work to rush home and make sure their baby brother was okay.

Masaomi, who had just finished his shift at a nearby hospital, arrived home to find out what was wrong with him. Never had everyone been glad they had a doctor in the family, even if he was just a pediatrician. After much protesting from the poor boy, he had diagnosed that Wataru caught a really bad case of Bronchitis. This meant staying at home for a while, and no going outside. Since their mom couldn't look after him because of her job, everyone took turns looking after him. Today just happened to be the day it was Masaomi's turn to look after him.

He laid back in bed with Masaomi helping him down. He rung out a moist towel sitting in a bowl next to his bed and laid the cool cloth on his forehead. The older man couldn't help but realize how delicate and helpless their baby brother looked right now. His cheeks were flushed red with a fever, and a thin coat of sweat matted his hair to his face. Ever since he was small, he'd always be helping his mom out with looking after his brothers whenever they got sick. Of course, no one in their family had gotten this sick before.

"How about after you get better, I'll take you out to play soccer?"

Wataru looked at him with glazed eyes.

"Do you promise?"

"Of course!" he replied as he took his own pinky and looped it around the smaller boy's pinky.

"And you can have all the ice cream you want!"

Wataru smiled as he clung to his eldest brother's pinky before drifting off to sleep. Masaomi stayed by his side, watching his tiny chest move up and down in a even pattern. He eventually unlooped his pinky from him, pulled the stuffed bunny out from his lab coat and placed it beside him. He got up from the chair beside the bed and started heading towards the door.

"Get better soon little brother..." he thought as he closed the door.