my name is connie and i am a sucker for this meme

[connike]

 THE SICK DAY MEME

RULES
► 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!

Comments

[tsuntrader]

Your home.

[forprofit]

[...Ah]

You don't need to.

[tsuntrader]

Don't question it. [Just do it.]

[forprofit]

It's fine. [He'll just. Slowly wobble towards his apartment] But I'm flattered you're so concerned for me.

[Even that creeper sentence sounds flat. He's ridiculously sick after all]

[tsuntrader]

Could you quit arguing for once and just let me help you out?

[forprofit]

[He stays silent. Bringing the heir inside his place? He might see some. Things. But man, he does feel dizzy and flushed]

[tsuntrader]

[Staring at Archer expectantly, waiting for an answer. He can come up with a couple of guesses of what Archer's thinking, but tries to focus elsewhere. Come on, Archer, just let him help you out so he doesn't have to owe you anything anymore. ...Besides, seeing him like this is just... Strange. Offputting. Something just feels wrong about it.]

[forprofit]

...You don't need to go out of your way for me.

[tsuntrader]

I'm not.

[forprofit]

Then why are you? [It's getting harder to concentrate. Archer has to stop walking to gain his bearings for a moment]

[tsuntrader]

Because I want to.

[forprofit]

[He doesn't want to argue now, he just wants to get back and... If you could...just take me to my door.

[tsuntrader]

[...Nod. He can worry about actually taking care of him when they get there.] I'll catch you if you start falling over. [...And carrying might be an option, if it's really needed. ...Come on, let's just move.]

[forprofit]

I'll try not to. [God forbid he has the heir carry him the rest of the way. He walks along as best as he can, trying to keep his breathing even]

[tsuntrader]

[...Just what the hell is he sick with? Silver tries walking a little further with him before stopping Archer.

Plan B.] Hop on. [Yeah, that's right, he intends to piggy back ride him home. His face pretty clearly tells that he really doesn't want to argue, discuss, or even think about this more than he has to.]

[forprofit]

[Oh, hilarious, but he's not in the mood]

You can't be serious. [Look, he's still walking. Hobbling, but - whoa. Right, still walking]

[tsuntrader]

Can we not argue about this?

Please?

[forprofit]

Just- [He wavers in his steps, his ears ringing and his fingers starting to tingle] -your shoulder will do. Just...

[tsuntrader]

[...He'll come in and wrap one of Archer's arms around his neck to hang off his other shoulder. There. Time to move.]

You weren't working like this, were you?

[forprofit]

[He huffs out a laugh] I've worked under worse conditions.

[tsuntrader]

Have and should are two really different things.

[forprofit]

Fair point. [He's starting to lean more heavily on Silver] You know me too well.

[tsuntrader]

I wish I didn't. [This would be so much faster if Archer would just let him carry him--]

[forprofit]

[He can hold out, really. Like he said, he's been through worse.

Well, there's the door. Archer fumbles around for his card key and holds it to Silver. He can barely see straight]

[tsuntrader]

[...Wow. Uh. Alright, opening his door and guiding him in. Why does he have to deal with invalid Archer? Why couldn't he just show up later, when Archer wasn't sick to weigh down on his indebted conscience?]