-:Winterly Additude:- GreedxLing

"Ah...Achoo!"

Greed blinked, looking over from the chair he was sitting in at the young emperor Ling. Damn, he's been sneezing all day! It was the middle of Winter, but still, the humunculos hoped his love wasn't sick. Standing up, he went over to him. The emperor had his head on the desk in front of him, documents and papers with doodles on them scattered everywhere. Greed lifted up his boyfriend's head by his chin, his hand softly holding it. He bent down to get to the same height as him. "Ling, are you sick?"

"Yeah...I think." He sniffled slightly. "I've been sick all day..."

"I can tell, you're building up a sneeze-storm."

"Mehhh..." Ling complained, sneezing again. "I hate getting sick..."

"You need rest." Greed picked up a tissue, and gave it to him. Ling started to wipe his nose and blow it.

"I can't." He said, throwing the used-tissue in a garbage can. "I have too much work to do."

Greed grunted. "All you've been doing is drawing, and it's not even good drawing."

"Hey!" The emperor squeaked furiously. "I'm practicing!"

"Whatever, still, you need rest."

Ling sighed, groaning. "I don't think it's possible to sleep with my nose all stuffed up like this..."

"Then take medicine."

"I hateeee medicine!"

Greed began to get annoyed, and he simply picked the emperor up. "Stop whining and toughen it up, brat."

Ling grunted. "Meanie."

Igoring his reply, Greed started to take Ling out of the room. Ling let him, but didn't look too happy about it. He had his arms crossed, a angry look on his face. Greed took him to their bedroom and walked in, kicking the door shut behind him. He sat him softly on the bed, then went to a cabient and took out some medicine. He kept it there, just in case so he wouldn't have to walk all the way down to the store to buy some. It's strange, you'd expect a bigass palace like this to have medicine, right? Guess not, Greed learned that the last time Ling got sick, which was just a couple weeks ago. He walked back over to his boyfriend and kissed his head softly, then popped the lid off of the medicine. He poured the blue medicine into it, and held it out to Ling. "Now drink this."

"It tastes nasty though!" Once again, Ling complained. "Can I have a drink or something?"

"I'm not going all the way downstairs to get you a drink you don't even need! Now stop being a wuss and drink it already!" His eyes darken. "Or I'll make you take it."

Ling opened his eyes, scuffing. He was obviously frighten by Greed's warning, and he took the cylinder lid and started to drink out of it. After he was finished, he threw the lid onto the ground, yacking in disgust. "Yuck!" He bleched a few times, trying to get the taste out of his mouth, but failed.

"There, was that so hard, brat?" The humunculos picked up the lid, and placed it back on the half-empty container. He sat it on a table next to the bed, and sat beside Ling. "Don't give me that look, Ling."

Ling was looking at him in a deathly way.

Snorting, Greed kissed him softly. Ling began to blush, his eyes closing, and he wrapped his arms around Greed's neck. Smirking slightly, the humunculos pulled away as he needed to draw breath. He could see the emperor panting slightly, and he rubbed his cheek for comfort. "Since your sick, I'll have my fun another time."

Ling grunted. "Thank you I guess?"

"Heh, now get some sleep. That medicine is going to make you sleepy."

"Right..." The emperor yawned slightly, laying down. Kissing his head softly, Greed started to cover him up with the covers. He kissed his cheek, then stood straight. He put his hand on Ling's head, just in case he had a fever. It was a little warm, and he softly rubbed his head.

"Sleep as much as you can, your starting to get a fever."

"Right..." Ling said again, yawning louder. He closed his eyes, nuzzling into the covers. Greed blushed slightly, and smiled. He bent down and gave Ling one last kiss.

"Get well soon."