Noah just sighed and stared at the ceiling. Poor man.

Veli slept deep, looking comfortable and calm, dreaming of beaches and Noah. He didn't so much as move until the next morning when his eyes finally flickered open. Nnnh?

Noah was 'at work' in the living room, murmuring in Spanish to...someone.

It took him a bit, but Veli finally got to his feet. Bleh. Weak. He wanted breakfast, though.

Slowly, obviously half asleep, he manuvered his way around the house and into the kitchen.

"Buena--err..good mornin', suga'. Hungry?" Noah asked, turning and smiling weakly.

"Mmhm." Veli nodded, eyes closed and leaning against the fridge door. "An' mornin, Nono." He pried open one eye and leaned down, looking at what they had inside the fridge.

Noah pretty much tossed his headphones across the room.

"Getchoor ass back in bed. I'll make breakfast."

Veli looked up at him, both eyes opening. He smiled, shuffling over to lean against Noah and nuzzle him.

"Mmm... Okay..."

"Gogogo!" Noah said, giving Veli a little push, "Whaddyoo want?"

"Mmmm... Eggs sound good, but anything's fine." Veli smiled sleepily, slowly moving back up to the room.

Eggs. A whole shitload of eggs. Noah scrambled 5 before bringing them in to Veli.

"Anything else?"

Veli smiled, propping himself up.

"No... This is good. You're so good to me, Noah."

Noah shrugged.

"You sure you don' wanna drink?"

"Mmmm... I'm fine." He didn't wanna be a bother. Mmm, Eggs, tasty and full of breakfasty goodness~

"Are you busy?"

"Only with keeping you happy."

The irate Spaniard's voice in the other room would like to argue.

He went out into the kitchen, and returned with a glass of juice.

Ah, happy Veli was happy. He smiled, reaching up to squeeze Noah's arm.

"You're too good to me."

Noah shook his head.

"Just good enough. Now eat before you pass out again."

And his happy man did, nomming quite a bit of his eggs and juice before his head started nodding forward. His fork rested on his plate. And Veli was out again!

And Noah took the remaining food to keep warm in the oven. Only then did he return to his Spaniard.

"Lo siento mucho senor, mi esposa esta muy enferma..."

The random naps and feedings kept up for about two days, and then Veli was finally back to sleeping normal. He still looked tired, but was able to get around normal.

"Do we have any pickles?" He asked, looking in the fridge.

"Probably," Noah shrugged. For the first time in hours, he wasn't working.

Veli found the pickles and brought the jar to the table, spilling a few out onto a plate and nomming. Mmm. He watched Noah, looking happy. Yaaay, Noah~

Noah was about ready to take a surprise nap himself. He lay half-curled on the couch, one arm folded up under his head.

Veli padded over to him, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He smiled and plopped on the ground, watching him with a happy, adoring look. Yay, noah~

Noah reached down and pet Veli's hair, smiling softly.

"I'm glad you're feeling better."