Title: Bedside Manner
Fandom: Re-Animator/From Beyond (Bro’verse)
Pairings: Herbert/Dan
Rating: PG (language)
Word Count: 2520
Summary: Herbert gets a cold, Crawford plays nurse, and Dan gets a sinking feeling. 
A/N: I accidentally a plot.

Bro’verse Master Post: HERE

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Dan and Herbert didn’t always sleep together. Even on nights Dan did seduce him to bed, Herbert was always gone by the morning. For Dan to wake-up and find Herbert still curled-up next to him was cause for some alarm. Dan reached over and shook his shoulder. “Herbert? Hey, what’s up? You okay?”

Herbert moaned and shrugged Dan’s hand off. Dan sat up just as the bed began to shake from Herbert’s coughing. “Are you sick?”

“Amazing diagnosis, Dr. Cain.” Herbert’s voice was scratchy, his nose obviously stuffy.

“That’s what you get for hanging out in a morgue freezer then a damp basement half the night.”

“You were there, too.”

“I must have a better immune system.”

“I never got sick when I was injecting myself.”

Dan squeezed his eyes shut. There was no correlation between not catching a cold and being on that stuff. For all they knew it was thanks to his special solution that his immune system was now shot to hell. Not eating and sleeping for long periods had a tendency of doing that. But Dan was in no mood to start that argument.

Dan rubbed his eyes and glanced at the clock. “Well, I’ll call the hospital, tell them you’re not coming in today. They’ll probably ask me to fill in.”

“You should.”

“What, and leave you all alone?”

“It’s just a cold. I don’t need taking care of.”

“I’m calling the hospital, then I’m making you chamomile tea with lemon.”

“I don’t like tea! Give me pills and coffee.”

Dan climbed out of bed and moved the box of tissue to Herbert’s side. Of the other man, Dan only saw a hand reach out and take the box, then quickly move back under the covers. Dan smirked and left the room to make his call and breakfast.

He came back upstairs, tray in hand. He set it down on the night stand. “Here you go: Tea, orange juice, scrambled eggs and toast.”

“M’not hungry,” said the pile of blankets.

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