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

[tortileghostwriter]

[glad that's settled]

[thorny]

[yes, everything can be at peace now]

[tortileghostwriter]

[unfortunately, air is important, so he finally pulls away from that.]

[thorny]

[she levels him with a solemn look, tone mockingly serious]

For all your posturing against biological warfare you're staggeringly horrid at containment. I'll admit to being a little disappointed.

[tortileghostwriter]

[poker face.]

Hardly. It's a quarantine.

[thorny]

I wasn't aware that new procedures required officials to put themselves in harm's way for the sake of checking for infectious diseases.

[please boy you are so full of shit]

[tortileghostwriter]

Given that the infection has already spread, it's hardly an issue.

[is this news]

[thorny]

Ah yes, how could I forget your initial bungling of keeping the immediate area hazard free. My sincerest apologies.

[not particularly. just thought it bore repeating.]

[tortileghostwriter]

If you'd rather I had stopped administering to your care, I can certainly take that under consideration...

[just as mock serious now.

and oh ok.]

[thorny]

You'll recall that I never requested any in-home treatment in the first place. The only reason you were lucky enough to have me cooperate is that it's rather difficult to protest at half power.

[honestly if she had her way she'd have never spent much time in bed at all.

excedrin and fluids can fix this, no fuss necessary. really.]

[tortileghostwriter]

That would never have done at all.

[are you complaining]

[thorny]

Your gross underestimation of my ability to care for myself when under the weather is more than a touch insulting.

[maybe

what if she is]

[tortileghostwriter]

Hardly. I have no doubt that you are able, my problem lies in the idea that you should be made to in the first place.

[then he might just kiss her again]

[thorny]

[oh. well. she supposes that's acceptable enough.]

[tortileghostwriter]

[thought it might be.]

[thorny]

[lucky guess. it won't happen again.]

[tortileghostwriter]

[if you say so. he breaks that after a bit.

pay no attention to the adventurous hand.]

[thorny]

[but that would be like ignoring a winning lottery ticket in terms of acrid commentary]

I do hope that you won't blame this little incident on fever-induced delirium afterward.

[tortileghostwriter]

[fair point]

Part of it, certainly.

[thorny]

Now that's abusing your invalid condition to an unacceptable extent. I'll have to bring you to trial on corruption charges if you attempt that.

[tortileghostwriter]

I hardly see where your case is coming from.

[thorny]

Feigning ignorance of your crime won't stop the prosecution from perusing a guilty conviction, nor will it cajole any details of our body of evidence from me.

[tortileghostwriter]

Rude. [he says this with the slightest chuckle, kissing her neck and letting his hands roam a moment longer. one hand falls between her legs.]

[thorny]

Sometimes common courtesy must be sacrificed for the greater good. [she hums a little in contentment. when that hand makes its way down there she looks at him dryly with a raised eyebrow]

Although I do believe that you've begun to forget you're ill at all.

[tortileghostwriter]

Quite. [smiiirk.]

I should think it hardly matters, I've already contracted your noxious pestilence.