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Grimmjow stood over the stove, cooking some chicken noodle soup, the meal smelling amazing so far. "G'imm? Ya almos' done?" "Almost, Shi!" He returned, smiling. Shiro had taken ill after working on his car in the cold, that only making whatever virus the other had stored away in his body worse. He shook his head, got the medicine ready as well as some apple juice and dished out the soup into a small bowl. "Shiro, get ready to sit up. I got food coming!" "'kay!" By the time Grimmjow got in there, Shiro was already sitting up and settled comfortably against those fluffy pillows, wrapped in so many blankets because he was cold. "Hey, how yo