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As Long As It's With You, I Guess

Summary:

The last thing Kyon ever thought would happen in his adult life was to find himself rooming with Koizumi Itsuki, but all things considered, it's not the worst thing ever.
Until something potentially irreversible happens to him.
Now the two of them have to navigate new, foreign grounds neither had anticipated and only nine months to prepare for.
Best pray they both can make it through it without Kyon killing Koizumi.

Chapter 1: I Often Limit Myself By What I Can Do. This Time, I Forgot To Do So

Notes:

This was posted right before its deletion date, so I apologize for its incomplete state. I plan on updating it to a much better, fuller first chapter, so if you notice some more being added, that's me going into full-blown editing mode.

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Kyon woke up one morning feeling a bit strange.

The sun was already settling up in the sky, light rays glinting on his face, making his eyes squint as sleep started to leave his system.

However, the sun wasn’t the problem this time.

No, it was something even weirder.

Kyon groaned as he turned on his side, trying to look away from the blinding beast… only to pause as he felt his stomach lurch violently suddenly. Nausea and dizziness started to come over him as he let out a low moan, before jerking himself out of bed and heading towards the apartment bathroom, holding his mouth closed before shutting the bathroom door hard.

The sound of retching and vomiting echoed into the hallway, loud enough that Koizumi, who was starting to wake up himself, could hear. Tilting his head slightly, Koizumi took his time getting up as he headed towards the bathroom, pausing in front of the door before softly rapping his knuckles against the wooden door.

"Kyon? Are you ok? I couldn't help but overhear you," Koizumi called out to him. "You sound positively unwell."

A groan echoed from behind the door, before Kyon's sardonic but weakened tone answered him. "Thanks for the -ugh- casual observation, Koizumi. And no, I am not ok. I don't know what the hell happened, but my stomach is in knots, and I feel like puking my entire digestive system up."

The sound of the toilet being flushed played out as the door opened, and Kyon staggered out. Koizumu noted how pale he looked, the way sweat gathered at the temple of his head as he wiped the corner of his mouth. Koizumi helped lead him to the couch, despite Kyon giving a weak protest.

Sinking deep into the worn couch's cushions, Kyon groaned quietly as he tilted his head down into his open hands. His eyes were closed shut as he tried to fight off the nausea that threatened to build back up inside him again. Koizumi, meanwhile, went to grab a cup of water for Kyon

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