Tobio and Shoyo stood at the entrance of the rented conference space, observing the chaos that was the Black Jackals end of season dinner party and award ceremony. Tobio glanced at Shoyo for the seventh time in the last five minutes and frowned at the nervous look on his face.

“Shoyo, are you sure you’re alright?” Tobio whisper-asked for what felt like the millionth time that night. He was sure that he was pestering and probably starting to grate on his boyfriend’s last nerve, but he couldn’t help it.

Shoyo had been acting weird all day. It started when he slept 2 whole hours later than usual. Kageyma brushed it off as being extra exhausted from the busy season. Then he only picked at his breakfast before spending the rest of the afternoon cuddled into Tobio’s side on the couch, much clingier than usual. Again, he brushed it off.

They were about to walk into the venue for the Jackals’s end of season awards ceremony, and he couldn’t ignore it anymore. Shoyo looked ragged. Well, actually, he looked fantastic in his navy blue suit, the top buttons of his light pink button down undone. But his face was exhausted.

Tobio had tried to convince him to stay home, but Shoyo was insistent. He didn’t have a fever or any other visible symptoms of being sick, so Tobio didn’t really have any grounds to keep him from going to the dinner.