have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

[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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[alphaing]

Fuck Vantas, man.

[ Putting the soup on the bedside table, he leans over John's legs and gives him a considering look (from what can be gleamed behind shades). ]

You should get some rest. Need another blanket?

[ofbreath]

Rude, Dave. [He's still smiling, though.]

Mmn, maybe. [He reaches out to try and grasp Dave's hand.] If it's not too lame to ask, I'd rather you just hang out, though.

[alphaing]

Sure, whatever helps.

[ Twisting around on the bed, he leans on a bent leg and covers John's hand in his own pair, rubbing up and down from fingertips to an elbow and back again, stimulating blood flow. ]

You don't have to ask if I'm up for chilling with my best bro.

woah that icon startled the crap out of me

[ofbreath]

[Just smiles and kind of scoots closer, enjoying the contact.]

Good, okay. Good Dave, best friend.

did the mangrit attack your eyes

[alphaing]

Dork.

[ He clambers over to put his back against the wall, offering an open arm. He's warm enough on the covers, but John really ought to remain as ensconced as possible. ]

Get that blanket around you, we're having Cuddle Time. We're doing it, making it happen.

a little yes rofl

[ofbreath]

[Consider him ensconced twice over. Blankets and Dave. He is so set. He curls in the blanket a little and then proceeds to wiggle up under Dave's arm and settling against his ribs.]

You are my personal space heater. This is the best Cuddle Time ever.

Re: a little yes rofl

[alphaing]

[ Rubbing over John's blanketed back, he smooths dark hair out of blue eyes and gets comfortable as Throne of the Egberts. ]

Just chill out. [ Reaching for the remote control to the TV, he clicks it on and surfs through movie channels until National Treasure pops up. ] Look, even your boyfriend's here to cheer you up.

[ofbreath]

[There's something really soothing and mellow about Dave being paternal like this. He shifts a little, propping himself up a little so he can see the movie, but it's obvious that he'll probably fall asleep pretty fast cocooned the way he is.]

Wow, Dave, rude. Mr. Cage is my idol, not my boyfriend.

[alphaing]

[ Fall asleep on the comfiest guy ever, yep. Good plan. Turning his head, he murmurs into John's hair with warm puffs of breath. ]

Same difference.

[ofbreath]

Gosh. I am not-- [Wow yawn.] ...not a homosexual. Remember? [Burrowing sideways. Sheesh you're comfy.]

[alphaing]

I know you're not, bro. Rulers melt within fifty miles of your general vicinity, you're so straight. Shames them to hell.

[ Chinning John's head, he itches himself that way for good measure. Lazy and oh, hi, suddenly he's got the responsibility of All The Cuddles. Better live up to those expectations, tugging him in cosily. ]

[ofbreath]

Totally. I am so straight. [And so tired.]

[He kind of drapes himself sideways over Dave and continues to burrow.] And you are so comfy.

[alphaing]

[ No arguments here, platonic snugglings are something that can happen in Dave's world. As are super duper platonic-as-shit kisses to foreheads. ]

You're really hot, John. Get some sleep.

[ofbreath]

Wow I just said I was not a homosexual, Dave. You're totally hitting on me when I can't defend myself. Rude. [But he is cuddling the shit out of you anyway.]

[alphaing]

Smartass.

[ Snorting, he tickles behind an ear without moving from idly watching Nic Cage continue to be a tool. ]

Hitting on you implies I need to get a ticket to travel to make-out city, who says I'm not already a resident biding my time until it's kiss o'clock? If this was a movie, I'd ravish your unsuspecting mouth and you'd get all surprised and suddenly-maybe-homosexual for me because we're so tight, all these confusing feels flying around.

Lucky it's not, huh? You're safe, cowboy, don't need no hetero-bubble from me.

[ And because they're so comfy with each other, he paps him on a blanketed ass. ]

[ofbreath]

[He chuckles quietly and just kind of. Lets him do what he's gonna do. Dave is really confusing when you're running a really high fever.]

Wow, yeah, okay. Whatever, dude. Too many words, right now.

[alphaing]

[ Ducking his chin, he kisses John on the cheek with a hand pawing through his hair, cradling him still for a few brief seconds. That done, he goes back to watching the film. ]

Loud and clear.

i sort of lack a sleeping icon so this works for now i guess!!!

[ofbreath]

Mmmnhgh.

[And John kind of stays stilled after Dave cradles him that way, and watches maybe a full thirty seconds of the movie before he just flops against his chest and is basically out like an extinguished candle.]

[He'll wake up later and be really confused, probably.]

precious babbu

[alphaing]

[ There's some stealthy scooting going on once John's out for the count, Dave sliding them both down to the bed so he doesn't get cramp, curling an arm around his best friend's waist as he nuzzles a warm scalp. The remaining blankets on the bed are flopped backwards over them and the TV is switched off to lend a peaceful silence, shades folded away on the bedside table.

John's back is insanely hot so he slides a palm under that shirt to rest against the dip, lulled into napping by the warmth and contentment. Unironic, all of it. ]