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

[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.

[thorny]

And you seem to be determined to magnify the symptoms far beyond the scope of aid offered at typical hospitals. Far be it from me to judge the personal decisions of others, but that seems to be rather counterproductive.