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have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

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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[He makes a quiet little whining sound and drapes an arm across the bowl of the toilet, resting his head on his arm and spitting a little.]

...maybe in a bit. I don't want to move, I'm afraid I'll puke again...

Karkat I am so sorry you are worrying yourself into a hernia over me.

John, I have worried myself into every kind of Earth disease; it is such a spectacular kind of feat, that the diseases, baffled, skirmished among themselves and ended up with me in tip top fucking shape.

Just. Just tell me when you're done.

You made that soup all special for me and I just kind of horked it all back up.

And wow it kind of smells really unpleasant mixed with bile. Okay. [He reaches up and kind of listlessly flushes the toilet.]

It was... the soup?

Oh God. Oh my fucking God, John, I'm so fucking sorry, I shouldn't have tried! I should've seen this coming! I am the universe's biggest fuck-up, the personification of God's waste matter; it's a miracle you survived my poisonous soup, because apparently I ruin everything I touch. [ No that wasn't. A sniffle. ]

What-- no, no Karkat that is not what I m-- ghh. [He doesn't quite actually throw up again, just heaves over the basin. Being sick is so. Completely. Awful. Especially when you are trying to console your neurotic alien roommmate, gosh!!!]

I was already sick, this happens a lot. My body is just too sick for food right now, it's not your fault. [Except it kind of is.]

[ sakfl;asjfl;ksaf ]

John. Stop talking, oh my God. You are making yourself sicker.

No actually I'm exactly the same amount of sick whether I'm talking or not. Sick just tends to stop me from talking seeing as it involves things from my insides making their way to my outsides.

[ Look at this crass, disgusting, fleshy human boy curled up next to the gaper. This is the love of Karkat's life, right here. ]

Can you stop being a snippy little bulgelicker for just one second and actually put an effort to peeling yourself off the bathroom floor?

Can you stop being bipolar for one second and listen to me when I say I don't want to move? Geez, Karkat. [He looks. So tired and strung out and kind of like he might start crying. Because he's sick and he hurts and he's tired but he still feels really nauseous even though he's pretty sure there's nothing in his stomach and he doesn't want to be fighting with Karkat but he is and everything is just dumb and awful.]

[ HE'S JUST WORRIED OKAY OH MY GOD. ]

Fine, WHATEVER, you obviously don't want my assistance here! Call me when you fucking need me. At the meantime, I hope you drown in your own disgusting vomit.

[ He goes outside and semi-closes the door. He sits next to door, grumpy, and just... sort of waiting for John to call him and feeling awful. ]

[John knows, he knows, and it's awful!! So when Karkat snaps and storms off, John just kind of sits there, dumbstruck for a moment, and bites down really hard on his lip.]

[His stomach hurts, and his head hurts, and he can't breathe and he's just so tired, and now Karkat hates him because he tried to help and John just spat at him for it, and--]

[He brings the arm that was draped over the toilet bowl up to his face and kind of hides in it, curling his knees to his chest and trying not to sob, because everything is completely and utterly awful beyond repair right now.]

[ Okay, no, Karkat has his ear pressed against the wall and that was definitely a sob. ]

[ He almost bolts in there, but remembers he doesn't want him! And he doesn't blame him, because all he does is inadvertently ruin everything because he's a sad, little, retarded fuck-up that doesn't know shit and -- ]

[ After preciously twenty seconds, Karkat swallows every inch of his pride, opens the door and gathers John in his arms to pick him up. ]

[Definitely a sob, yes. And another one, and-- he's really, really trying to be quiet, here, but he's all congested and snotty and it's hard.]

[So when Karkat opens the door and steps back inside, he looks up and he just looks so small and sad and miserable and so sick, he's pale and he's all red-faced and teary and Karkat what are you doing.]

[He squeaks, a little, but it's more of a croak, and once he realizes that Karkat is picking him up he just loses it, and buries his face in his hands to sob outright, muttering.]

I am the worst roommate ever, Karkat I am so sorry. You're just trying to help and I'm being the jerkiest jerk that was ever a jerk and I can't even eat the soup you worked so hard on because I'm just a jerk that is full of snot and barf and I'm sorry.

[ Pity, okay. He has so much pity for this little ball of barf and snot. Karkat adjusts his weight so he's carrying him better and sighs. ]

[ He hasn't stopped worrying! He is still worrying his red blood pumper out. But John is miserable and he is not going to worsen it. He's already done too much damage. ]

Shoooooooosh, John.

[ He gently lays him down on the bed and tucks him in under the comforter. He sits next to him and paps his cheek. ]

No, I'm sorry, okay? You're not a jerk. You're just sick, and I was the jerk. Jerk doesn't even cover it! I am a monumental douchelord, and I... don't want you to drown in your own disgusting vomit.

I'm only panicking because I don't want to fucking lose you. I can't really fucking afford anymore fuck ups because, oops, guess who failed spectacularly in preserving half of his crew! Yep. You guessed right, it's this guy.

And you're... [ Cough. ] Special.

[He curls almost instantly back into the blankets, into the warmth and the security, but he's still sobbing for a minute, buried in one of his pillows and choking on his own snot and saliva.]

[He coughs, and with one hand tries to rub the stupid miserable tears off of his face while he reaches out and curls his fingers around Karkat's with the other.]

O-oh my God, Karkat. How many times do I have to tell you I'm not dying. I feel like I am, but it's just a really nasty cold. [He tries to sniff, because he's still crying a little, but it just makes him cough again and he shakes his head, smiling somehow.]

[He squeezes Karkat's fingers.]

And I am a jerk. Because I yelled at you, when you're just worried and trying to help. But you know what?

[Twines their fingers through his fevered haze.]

You're special too.

Excuuuuuuse me if I'm skeptical with your dangerously high body temperature and your lapses of fitful coughing! That's not a very good argument, John!

[ He squeezes John's hand tighter. ]

[ Resists. Urge. To kiss. ]

I'm glad we have, uh, that established.

It's not that dangerous, I don't think. If you're that worried there's probably a thermometer in the bathroom drawer, I could tell you how not-life-threatening my fever is.

[Squeezes back, oblivious to the desired urge to kiss.]

...yeah. You're kind of my favorite roommate. Only, right now, but definitely the best I've ever had. Nobody else nearly starts crying over an argument about soup I just threw up.

We are so retarded, man.

I'll get it later. [ Because they're holding hands, okay. Wow, Vantas, how pathetic can you be. ]

SHUT UP, WE ARE NEVER GOING TO TALK ABOUT THAT EVER AGAIN.

Augh, yeah, I always feel my think pan regress when I'm around you. Your stupidity is infectious.

Okay. [No, John's pretty okay with this too.]

...haha, okay.

Geez, rude.

Look at all the fucks I'm giving!

Move.

[ He gestures for John to move, then lies down next to him again. He doesn't untangle their hands. Because fuck you, is why. ]

I see so many fucks. They're just invisible and camouflaged with their surroundings. Ninja fucks, maybe.

[He sort of wiggles awkwardly, and smiles a bit, leaning back against Karkat once he's lying down with him.]

...thanks, Karkat.

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