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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...

Comments

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ finishes up the princess with a pink crayon, pressing the edge of it to the side of her lip as if she's thinking on the color choice. nods to herself after a moment of thought, satisfied. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ is struggling with the dragon's horns at the moment, staring down at the brown & the silvery gray in his hand. makes little considering noises, pressing the crayon against the body of the dragon to see which one matches better. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ watches him decide as she kicks her feet a little bit in the air. rolls over onto her back while keeping her eyes on him, lifting a hand to touch his free one & toying with the fingers there, half-paying attention to her own actions. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ looks down at her hand, slowly extending his toward her so that she has better access, attention split between finishing the dragon & the warmth of her fingers. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ her eyes flicker to the coloring book briefly, tracing his fingers with the tips of her own. ]

Stuck?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

Mm... [ holds up the two colours. ] Which do you like better?

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her head in thought. points to the brown crayon with her unoccupied hand. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ short nod & he's off finishing up the horns, leaning back a bit to appreciate the finished picture. smiles a bit. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ turns her head to the side to look at the picture from where she's at, finding her own lips curving up a half an inch. ]

I like it.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

Me too.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ nods in acknowledgment & props herself up half-way, brushing the paper with a few of her fingers in thought. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ watches curiously, not speaking in fear of disrupting her. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head after a moment & turns back to him. ]

How are you feeling, Albert?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ startles a bit. ]

Oh. Um. I'm okay.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ sits up fully. ]

Do you want to rest for a bit?

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ follows the movement & then slowly nods, as if a little guilty. reaches for a blanket to wrap around himself, grabbing another to offer it to her. ]

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ takes it and looks down at it, blinking. puts it over her legs instead of wrapping it around herself & smooths it out. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ snuggles into the blanket some more. peering at her curiously. ]

You're not cold?

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ slowly shakes her head, placing her hands on top of her lap neatly. ]

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

Oh. Just me then...

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't speak or move for a while, thinking over his words. finally slips her blanket off of her lap, curling it around her shoulders. ]

... but I like feeling warm, I suppose. It's... nice.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ nods again, brightening. ]

Like the sun.

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ nods as well, speaking a little bit softer with her next words. ]

Like you.

[veryshota.livejournal.com]

[ flushes, too embarrassed to speak properly for the moment. buries himself into his blanket, momentarily hiding his face until he lifts it up to speak with a shy smile. ]

Y-You're warm too.

1/2

[veryloli.livejournal.com]

[ goes still for a moment, thinking that over. stares down at her hands, flexing them. speaks in a tone that is only audible to her ears, feeling... something she can't comprehend. ]

... no I'm not.