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[connike]

 THE SICK DAY MEME

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► Post with your character, name and fandom in the header.
► They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want).
► Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you).
► Go from there!

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Agito & Akito Wanijima | Air Gear

[sixwinged]

[superbeast]

[Don't forget your coat, he'd say, and it always felt so cliche even to Akira himself. But then Agito rushed out once for a night run without wearing it and here they were, with the younger boy having kicked him out of his own bed. Just because his blankets were warmer and Akira liked to sleep surrounded in pillows.]

[Fact was, it somehow turned out with Akira finishing to prepare up some chicken soup and orange juice, which he set next to him on a big tray.]

If you close your eyes, you can pretend the juice is freshly squeezed.

[sixwinged]

[ If there was anything he regretted more than forgetting his jacket-- ]

[ -no, there was nothing he regretted more than forgetting his jacket right now. Nothing. Agito hated being sick. Absolutely detested the exhaustion, the inability to do shit. He didn’t even try at this point, just shoved Akira out of his own bed, and curled himself up. ]

[ The fever was the worst of it. He’d toss off blankets, then shove them back on seconds after. He couldn’t rest, couldn’t even go to sleep, for more than a half hour or so at a time before waking up again. Akito was good company-- but then he reminded himself that it was his fault their body was like this. ]

[ Never again would Agito forget his coat, that was certain. ]

[ When Akira came into the area, he raised up a hand out of the cocoon of blankets, to try and wave him off. The only voiced reply? A very, very muffled “Fuck no.” ]

[superbeast]

[He wasn't going to take that this time, not from a sick person. In part because he was a concerned friend, mostly because he really didn't want to spend more time than he had to sleeping on his couch.]

Come on, eat this. The soup at least is homemade. It'll make you feel better.

[He'll be reaching over in an attempt to peel the blankets away from Agito then.]

[sixwinged]

[ The tugs to his blanket earned Akira a quiet growl, before one of Agito's legs made a feeble attempt at kicking the other away-- only to drop down on top of the blanket-cocoon after. ]

Shut up, Akira. I'm not hungry.

[superbeast]

[-- Wow, that was such a pathetic attempt it was almost depressing.]

What about just water, then? You can't expect to get rid of this cold if all you do is lay there letting your body eat away at your insides.

[Not shutting up, no.]

[sixwinged]

[ Have a disgusting sounding cough in response, while Agito tries to roll himself deeper into those blankets, somehow. ]

'll vomit all over you.

[superbeast]

Gross, don't make threats like that.

[If Agito isn't going to eat his soup, Akira will. Nom.]

Sure you don't want any? It's some of my best work.

[sixwinged]

[ Watch, Akira. ]

[ As this little ball of shark rolls itself over, slowly sticks out one arm from the massive pile of blankets, then another, then--- ]

[ It's head and upper body. A very, very flushed face, even. ]

Fuck.

[ Agito reached out a hand, trying to take the spoon from Akira. ]

[superbeast]

Shit, you look like you're burning up.

[Hands the spoon over, pleased on that aspect at least.]

You eat, I'll go get your medicine and a wet washcloth for your forehead.

[/wife-like]

[sixwinged]

I'm fine!

[ Agito took the spoon, held it tightly in the palm of his hand-- and after Akira left, just stared at it. ]

[ Very, very serious stares, before he was shoving it down into that bowl, lifting it up, and shoving it into his mouth again. ]

[ One spoonful, then he left the spoon inside of the bowl. It counted, right? ]

[superbeast]

[He returns a few minutes later; medicine in one hand, wet cloth on the other. He eyes the food, but it's fine. Akira wasn't about to shove food down Agito's throat when he didn't want it, especially after a vomit threat.]

[So, holds out the two new things to Agito and picks up the tray, setting it on the night table for now.]

I'll stop bothering you once you're medicated.

[sixwinged]

[ He really, really didn't want to take that medication. Not only was it disgusting (from what he could remember), it made him drowsy, weaker, and all he wanted to do after taking it was sleep. ]

[ Agito eyed it with a sour expression, and despite the fever, had half a mind to shove it away, and tell Akira to fuck off and leave him alone(despite being in his bed). ]

[ Instead, after a moment of silence spent getting ridiculed inside of his own head, Agito moved a hand out, grabbing onto the medicine. The cloth went ignored. ]

Tch'.

[superbeast]

Come on, take it. Don't make me baby-talk you until you're both pissed off and embarrassed.

[Not leaving until that medicine is taken, yes, just to be sure. Sleeping was a good thing when you were sick, and even if he left, Akira always made sure no marauders entered the apartment if they ever wanted to come and kidnap a drowsy shark.]

[sixwinged]

You don't need to baby-talk me! I can take care of myself!

[ Okay, okay. ]

[ He is staring at the medicine. He is staring at it intently. ]

[superbeast]

[Because refusing to take medicine, not re-hydrating your body, and burying under blankets so your body couldn't breathe was considered taking care of yourself now? Akira never knew.]

[Luckily, he holds off on the comment. He's staring intently right back at Agito and the medicine.]

It's not going to bite you.

[sixwinged]

[ Don't ruin Agito's reasoning, Akira. He's got this, he totally does. ]

[ Which was why, after a bit more of that intense staring, Agito was raising the medicine to his mouth, and swallowing it down. ]

[ He looks very displeased with this. ]

[superbeast]

Good boy.

[Alright, so maybe there was a tiny bit of baby-talk there. But, he figured Agito was sick enough for a full out throttling.]

[sixwinged]

Shut up!

[ See this pillow, Akira? He's raising it up and tossing it at your head. ]

[superbeast]

[Oof. Boy, is he ever glad he splurged for good, super fluffy and comfortable pillows.]

Alright, alright, don't throw a fit. You'll make your fever worse.

[sixwinged]

[ A pause. ]

Bring me more soup later, bastard.

[ When he's done napping. ]

[superbeast]

Sure thing.

[Here, you can have this pillow back.]

[sixwinged]

[ He will take that pillow. ]

[--and shove it under an arm, as soon as he was laying down again. ]

[superbeast]

[Good, now please don't bite his hand as he tries to tuck you in.]

[sixwinged]

[ There won't be teeth. ]

[ But are fingers with nails swiping at Akira. ]