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[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ sneezes & sighs, shivering as he emits a small groan as the pounding of his head intensifies for the moment. slouches a bit so that he can press his face into brianna's shoulder, his body tucked against hers as close as possible in a (futile) attempt at borrowing some of her heat.

still, he has enough energy to look up when a nurse calls a name (thankfully not his or hers). closes his eyes again afterward, sighing quietly in relief. feels terrible, but the dread & fear of the woman behind the doctor's door is enough to make him cough out a few words. ]

I want to go home...

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[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ opens her mouth to reply then slowly closes it, setting aside the book in hand. ]

I... am not sure which one would be to your tastes.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

I like all-- um, most books. Just pick one you like.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[ shuffles through them, tilting her head at a rather colorful and odd looking one. holds it up. ]

The Cat in the Hat?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ peers at it & nods. ]

Okay.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ opens up the book and begins to read it to him, getting only to the fifth page before the door to the office opens & a nurse calls albert's name. turns to look at him and stands automatically, reaching out a hand towards him in silence. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ stiffens when his name is called, already apprehensive as he slowly (needlessly slowly) gets to his feet. hangs his head a tad when he walks toward the nurse, only looking up when he can see the details of her shoes. cringes despite her disarming smile, looking back once before he follows her into Sheryl's office.

sits stiffly in the chair when he enters, trying not to react too much (trying not to blush as much as Sheryl would like) as he mumbles his answers to her questions, is entirely obedient. after getting his temperature checked & seeing the needle in her hand, he doesn't remember much, too caught up in the terror of the pain-to-come. but in the end, he walks out with only a prescription in hand, dazed.

walks quickly back to brianna before the nurse calls her name next, showing her the prescription before stuffing that into his pocket & slipping his hand into hers, squeezing it for strength (for himself; she seemed just fine). ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ & she is just fine, even if she continued to stand there and stare at the door, waiting for albert to return. when he comes around and takes her hand she simply looks down at the connection, squeezing back (for him) before gently removing herself to obediently follow through with her task at hand.

everything goes the same as it usually does; her usual politeness, the smooth & swift procedure, the small headpat she gets for being a good girl & the small, almost shy smile she gives sheryl at the end of their visit. it's the same as always.

it does not take her very long to step outside once again, closing the door behind herself quietly as she approaches albert, reaching a hand out for him to take as she nods once in her natural approval of her appointment. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ gladly takes her hand, scrambling up onto his feet despite the ensuing dizziness from the action. looks to her, as if asking for permission, before he slowly leads them out of the clinic. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ while they walk out the door she stays silent, only turning her gaze on albert once they're half-way down the hallway that leads them towards their destination. ]

Tired?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ nods wearily. ]

A little bit...

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ hums a bit. ]

Hungry?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head slowly. ]

My stomach feels kind of funny.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ nods in acknowledgment, though doesn't say anything after that. leads him towards the car in silence, opening the door for him when they get there. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ blinks a little & cracks a tiny smile, a bit embarrassed, even as he slips into the car anyway. ]

Guys are supposed to do that...

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her head a bit, getting in & shutting the door behind herself. ]

Does that classify me as a male, then?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head quickly & takes a moment to still the dizzying before answering. ]

N-No!

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ blinks at his action, pausing in smoothing out her dress. ]

It's alright, I do not mind.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

... still.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ another tilt of her head, another silent question. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ sits kinda awkwardly, fidgeting a bit. ]

I meant... you're still not a boy.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ tries to look him in the eye, speaking a little slowly, maybe even hesitantly. ]

Does... it matter that much?

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[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ ponders this a bit. ]

I think so... I mean, we look kinda different. You're, um...

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

P-Prettier.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ stays silent for a moment, turning her gaze back down to her lap. feels her face get warm, though her expression does not change. ]

... thank you, Albert. I am happy you think so.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ nods & sits still in his seat, looking out the window once in a while (but never at her), silent in his embarrassment. ]