"Remus?"

     The duke is laying face down on the couch, his voice comes out muffled by the cushions. "Yeah, baby?"

     "Are you...alright?"

    Remus rolls over slightly to face Janus. "Yeah, just kinda...achey."

     His boyfriend's brow furrows further in concern, "What do you mean by that?"

     "Just...hurts a little, I guess. Like, I've been working out constantly for a week. But I haven't been. And my head hurts. And it's sorta really f*ckin cold in here and it's not helpin at all." Remus rolls back over.

"Dearest, that's not normal. Are you sure you aren't sick?" Janus reaches over and scratches lightly at Remus's back.

"I don't get sick," The duke grumbles into the couch.

     "Of course you don't. Come here, let me feel your forehead."

     Remus whines as Janus rolls him back over, he leans into Janus's hand which is delightfully cool.

     "You're definitely not sick," Janus mumbles.

     "Janny!" Remus whines. "I'm not sick!"

Logan walks in then, "Is Remus ill?"

Janus nods, "Seems so."

     Logan sits down next to Remus, frowning when the creative side ducks his head back into the couch.

     "Cephy," Logan says softly, "May I check your temperature properly?"

     Remus shakes his head, "'M not sick."

     Logan runs a hand over his boyfriend's back, "Then you have no reason to resist a quick temperature check."

     Remus huffs, but rolls over to face his two boyfriends. "You two are mean."

     Logan chuckles, "Apologies, now—" he summons an electric oral thermometer "—open your mouth please?"

     Remus rolls his eyes, but opens his mouth anyway.

     The electric beep followed by Logan's thoughtful hum makes Remus pout further.

     "Fever. Looks like you're sick, darling."

     Janus reaches over to ruffle Remus's hair. "Would you like to go up to your room? Or maybe Logan's or mine?"

     "No..." Remus groans loudly, it makes his head throb. "I don't need to go to bed. I'm not sick. I'm gonna go to the imagination." He stands up abruptly. Almost immediately his right knee collapses.

     "Remus!" Janus stands quickly to catch the duke.

     "I-I'm fine. I don't need..."

     "Falsehood." Logan reaches over and helps Janus place their other boyfriend back onto the couch. "You need to rest. Please, Cephy."

     Remus opens his mouth to argue, but the more he thinks about it. The better laying on the couch with his boyfriends sounds. He is really tired. And Janus's hands on his back feel really warm. "Fine..."

     Logan gives him an encouraging smile, "Thank you, darling. I'll go retrieve some blankets for you. Would you like a washcloth for your forehead? It might help, you're rather warm."

Remus hums, "Please?"

The bespectacled side chuckles, "Anything for you, Cephy." He turns to Janus, "Keep him on the couch, love."

Janus nods, "Hurry back."

*****
An hour later Remus's head is in Logan's lap, the nerd's fingers carding through his hair. Janus running his hands up and down his calves from the other side of the couch. Buzzfeed Unsolved playing softly in front of them.

Remus keeps shaking himself awake, he doesn't wanna fall asleep and trap his boyfriends on the couch. But Logan's quick to reassure him, "We'd like you to rest now. Please sleep."

Remus yawns and nods his head, "Night, Logie. Night, Jan."

Janus pats his leg, "Goodnight, dearest."

Remus drifts off into a comfortable sleep.

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I know it's short but I might write something detailed as a part two if I feel like it. Lots of people wanted me to update. So I did. I know it's more intrulogical centered but oh well. Sorry to disappoint but I'm the writer so not much you can do about it.