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!

Comments

[heartofsteel]

[He's mostly keeping upright through sheer rage and determination at this point.] I am still perfectly capable of functioning.

[ironxtraitor]

[She can tell how much effort it's taking for him to stand. Her smartass smile slowly fades to seriousness.]

Capable, but not optimal, Pollo. You're not the only one who can read a human's body language.

If you really want to keep moving, you have to rest now or it's going to get worse. We may have our animosity but if we're going to be stuck with each other, then I'm looking out for you and I say you need your rest.

[heartofsteel]

[Damn. He should have been able to hide that from her.]

[He really wants to argue, but he knows he can't keep up this facade - as much as it isn't really fooling anyone - for too much longer. It's a little hard to focus on glaring when your vision's starting to swim. There's really only one dignified option left: he stays standing for a few seconds after she's done, then sits again with a huff, breaking eye contact.]

...very well. But we are not waiting long. [Also when this is over we are never speaking of it again.]

[ironxtraitor]

[Her face softens as he sits.]

We'll see.

[heartofsteel]

[He swings his legs back onto the bed as well and lies down, pulling the blankets back up over him with a huff. They are definitely never speaking of this again.]

[He'd say that, but his tantrum just now has completely worn his body out. The fact that he pretty much passed out the second his head hit the pillow is yet another thing she'd better never mention. Never ever.]

[ironxtraitor]

[And there was her point completely justified. She dared a closer look at him, deeming him fast asleep. After all that, he was probably going to be out for a long time. Finally, some peace. Maybe now she could actually check on him, too.

Gingerly, she extended her hand and rested it lightly on his forehead. Yup, that was definitely a fever. Her hand lingered there for a moment, unconsciously sliding over the top of his head, stroking his hair. It was surprisingly soft, for as little as he took care of such needs.]

[As she realizes this, she pauses, watching his sleeping face.] What am I doing...

[She shakes her head, gently brushing Mechakara's bangs from his face and turning to find a cool cloth for that fever. She was never telling anyone indeed.]