“Stupid noodle boy..” Red Son grumbled whilst you tucked him into bed beside said “noodle boy”—MK, who also found himself with a stuffed up nose and a cough. Recently, MK and Red Son had been out and about, with MK busy with hero duties and Red Son opening up a spicy noodle shop with his father. It was supposed to be an enjoyable evening. Where they’d both finish up their day and come home to you, their partner. Yet, they’d both managed to end up with a cold. And since you were the only one who wasn’t sick, you were tasked with nursing them back to health.

“Hey! It’s not my fault you’re sick—“ MK’s words were interrupted by a sneeze. Which made Red Son recoil, followed by a scoff leaving his lips. “Obviously I got sick from you, noodle boy, you must’ve caught it from one of your customers and passed it onto me.” Red Son huffed, clearly refusing to listen to any other sort of explanation on how he’d ended up like this. Not that it mattered much, your boyfriends were still sick either way.

“Well, y’know, that just means I get to cuddle you!” MK exclaimed gleefully, happily wrapping his arms around Red Son who grew even more furious. MK pouted upon realizing you couldn’t join him and Red Son, as you’d get ill yourself. Something the three of you wished to avoid.

“Don’t worry hun, we’ll cuddle lots once me and Mr. Grumpy-pants get better!” MK promised. The nickname he gave the other boy earned another eye roll from Red Son.