Fever

Iori was startled when the door keys started beeping. She hadn’t expected Jun to be back for another few hours. She heard the door opening and headed for it to greet him. Jun was leaning against the door his face gushed and his clothes wet from the rain.

“I’m home,” he said with a delirious smile making Iori wonder just how drunk he was. She had never seen Jun drunk before.

They drank together often especially after a deadline, but he had never gotten drunk. His alcohol tolerance was usually high.

“Welcome home. You’re drenched, come in and change out of your clothes before you catch a cold.” Iori told him as she walked toward him.

As soon as she got close to him, close enough to reach out for him. He grabbed her around the waist pulling her into him and burying his face into her neck and sighing deeply.

“Hey, Jun. Is everything okay?” Iori asked him patting his back.

“Everything is