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!

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[forprofit]

[The living room, kitchen, and study, of course. It looks very neat and a bit bare, if you can ignore the massive banners with red Rs on the walls, but overall a nice looking place. There's nothing too inconspicuous around, those the study does have some odd machine parts on the tables, then there's the thick photo albums and pictures on the bookshelves]

[tsuntrader]

[...Photo albums and pictures...? He'll go check those out. Maybe there's something hidden behind one of the pictures or in the photo albums or something.]

[forprofit]

[Nothing hidden like important card keys or documents, naturally, but Silver might find some of it interesting anyway. Some of the pictures in the frames are just scenery, but mixed between them are a few pictures of four familiar characters, two in black Admin uniforms and the other two in Grunt uniforms, and their hats pulled down low over their heads.

The photo albums are a little stranger, mainly filled with pictures of cold bases, forests, and fossils, but the last few are a bit more personal. One shows a young Ariana with short hair and a hand over her rounded stomach, then one of Giovanni looking out the window of his office, then one of Archer holding a new born child wrapped in blankets with a surprised look on his face, and it finally ends with Giovanni holding the same child in his arms. The photos are terribly old but they've been well preserved]

[tsuntrader]

[Most of the pictures don't catch much of his interest. The forests and fossils make him pause and briefly look them over, but he stops entirely when he gets to the last few photos.

For a long time, he stares at them and carefully looks them over. Then, rather abruptly, he gets up, returns to Archer's room, and sits on the floor by his bedside with the album in his lap.]

[forprofit]

[There are chairs around that you could use. Barbarian.

But again, Archer is beyond caring at this point. He wakes up a healthy three hours later, still groggy and looking awful, but his body finally has the rest it needs to fight the fever. He shifts up a bit and wraps the sheets tighter around himself, wondering if Silver has gone ahead and ditched him here]

[tsuntrader]

[Silver, in the meantime, hasn't left Archer's bedside; however... He's nodded off. Three hours is a long time to sit around and do nothing, and why sit around and do nothing while you can rest? Or sleep. Sleep is good.]

[forprofit]

[He is definitely okay with Silver sleeping but he is on. the. Floor. Out of all the surfaces-

But suddenly that's not the main problem. It's suddenly the fact that a certain blue book is on the floor with Silver, when it should be resting safely on the bookshelf in his workshop. As tired and feverish as he is right now, Archer can't help sitting up and reaching for the album desperately to take it away]

[tsuntrader]

[Silver has it rather covered with his arms, so Archer pulling it away does manage to jolt him awake.

...Oh. Archer woke up.] Are you okay?

[forprofit]

Fine, just- [He tugs at the album harder to force it away] Where did you find this? Did you look through it?

[tsuntrader]

[A few responses to this cycle through his head, but ultimately he just nods and hands the album over without a word, keeping his head down.]

[forprofit]

[Not that Archer would believe anything other than a yes. He looks mildly frantic for a bit as he clutches the album against his chest. There are just some things he'd prefer for Silver not to know]

[tsuntrader]

[...What he wanted to ask Archer seemed like a good idea before, but the thought of it now just makes him fidget a little, tense up, and have a difficult time actually making eye contact with Archer. He puts on a straight face, but it doesn't hold much weight.

Hopefully Archer's too sick to notice.] Do you need anything?

[forprofit]

[More like he's too sick to care as much as he wants right now. He settles back and winces] Tea, if it's not too inconvenient.

[tsuntrader]

How do you make it?

[forprofit]

[...Really, Silver. Really]

There's an electric kettle in the kitchen. Put water in there and set it to boil.

[tsuntrader]

[Nod. He immediately goes off to do so, and it's but a minute before he comes back. He can leave it unattended for a minute.

Now what?]

[forprofit]

[You can't be serious]

There's a blue knob on the kettle. Push that down to make the water boil. When it's done, put a tea sachet in a mug and pour the water over it.

[tsuntrader]

[Alright, alright. It's not long before he returns with a cup- mug? some drinking contraption- of tea and offers it to Archer.]

[forprofit]

[During the wait, Archer couldn't help opening up the album and flipping through the pages. He looks through the pictures fairly often, but with how busy Rocket affairs have been, it's been a long while. Archer gives the mug a suspicious look, checking it over, but it looks fine overall]

You were a little light for a newborn. Ariana was a little young to admit she had to give up some bad habits from the start.

[tsuntrader]

[...Blink. It's nothing Silver expected to hear from Archer, but it definitely grabs his attention.]

[forprofit]

[Giving a little backstory is better than Silver staring at him all the time. Archer flips through the last few pages] She was living the life of high-class parties as a means to get by. Motherhood is essentially the opposite.

[tsuntrader]

[The urge to add his opinion comes and goes, but he still says nothing. For once, he's legitimately listening to what Archer has to say.]

[forprofit]

Giovanni couldn't make it in time, so I brought her to the hospital.

[They wished that Giovanni would miraculously arrive quickly, but Ariana couldn't wait any longer. Rocket business is a first priority, after all]

[tsuntrader]

...You were there when I was born?

[forprofit]

[He shifts uncomfortably] I held Ariana's hand during it.