but they can fall asleep, cuddling. the way they have cuddled so much and it's simply because they are so deliriously sick that they can't get as shy over it as they normally might.
but they can have a healthy few hours before stirring again. what fucking time is it. they basically missed a week of class at this point. ]
[ elysium will probably have a few sleepless nights wondering if he was too bold… they've already done so much so fast.
but extremely glad they're not the kind of people who go in sick and infect an entire class or workplace… blows those people up with my mind. thorns can rouse first! elysium's set his alarm for six hours after they'd taken their medicine and his ass is not getting up before then. he's dead. ]
thorns glances at him, and then will make an attempt to untangle himself from elysium to get out of the bed. the him from the wedding would be in so much disbelief. ]
[ thorns leaving is significantly less cute. between his departure and the cold draft that slips in when the blanket lifts, elysium sneezes, shivers, and curls further into himself.
it takes almost half an hour for thorns to return, this time with the bird in hand. he sets it down on elysium's other side before slipping back into bed. he checks elysium's temperature... how is he feeling... ]
[ why is this bird constantly their third wheel. justice for bird
still, it's soft enough that he's immediately mollified by its presence. he rubs his cheek against it and sighs contentedly. as for his temperature, it's fine. a few points above normal, but after their terrible, no-good week (which, was it really that terrible considering how many long-avoided conversations they finally had?), the end of their recovery is finally in sight.
his stomach, however, is starting to rumble. guess who forgot to eat. thorns may have already noticed the untouched takeout container still sitting in the fridge along with whatever had been left of thorns' soup. ]
thorns' problem is that he doesn't want to wake elysium up if he's still sleeping, but he also doesn't want to heat the food up in case it takes him a while to get up... what is the point if it just goes cold again. so thorns continues to sit and scroll on his phone, messaging his professors.
he sees the dating app on his phone. he forgot elysium set the account up... thorns didn't even get to use it. ]
he stirs, half-asleep. assuming thorns is still there, he reaches out until his hands find bird instead. his arms curl loosely around it, pressing a drowsy kiss to its cheek before his brow furrows, eyes still shut. ]
[ thorns watches this happen, surprised over how attached elysium seems to be over this plush. thorns really screwed up by not winning it and giving it to him... a tale of star-crossed lovers.
except then he speaks and the illusion is shattered. ]
Even if I wanted you to, could you? You really struggled the last few times you tried.
[ this is like when twinks delude themselves they can princess carry their significant others then embarrass themselves in the process. unfortunately, elysium just continues the trend of pvp and pats thorns reassuringly again. ]
[ somehow, this pisses thorns off so much it's what finally motivates him to go to the gym properly.
but he will help him over to the living room, where he immediately heads to the couch to deposit elysium there. he is not taking him to the kitchen with him. ]
[ if thorns pulls out elysium's portion then elysium will pull out thorns, and hover annoyingly around the microwave with the container in hand as he waits for his to finish. he will not allow thorns to forget to feed himself; this is his one job. ]
I feel fine, don't be dramatic. Unless you want to play it that way, I could say the same to you.
thorns reaches over to pinch elysium in his side, and then the microwaves beeps so he steps away to take out the food. he will make sure elysium eats it or else... ]
You got sick because I wasn't well enough to look after you.
[ so now he is. he petulantly puts thorns' portion in after. die. ]
What kind of [ WHAT IS THORNS ANYWAY. A CHEM MAJOR? BIO MAJOR? whatever it is elysium's dropping it to support his argument. ] gets sick taking care of someone?
[ why didn't you mask up, thorns!!!! you're going to fail your residency!!!!!!!! ]
If I'm the reason why you have to book a hotel to begin with, it only makes sense if I'm the one that pays for it? On the flip side—if you're sick I'll do my due diligence and take care of you without getting sick myself. And in the scenario you're stupidly stubborn and refuse to accept my help, that's too bad. I'm older. And taller.
[ he crosses his arms and nods, satisfied with himself. the microwave beeps again. ]
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but they can fall asleep, cuddling. the way they have cuddled so much and it's simply because they are so deliriously sick that they can't get as shy over it as they normally might.
but they can have a healthy few hours before stirring again. what fucking time is it. they basically missed a week of class at this point. ]
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but extremely glad they're not the kind of people who go in sick and infect an entire class or workplace… blows those people up with my mind. thorns can rouse first! elysium's set his alarm for six hours after they'd taken their medicine and his ass is not getting up before then. he's dead. ]
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thorns glances at him, and then will make an attempt to untangle himself from elysium to get out of the bed. the him from the wedding would be in so much disbelief. ]
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he’s being abandoned? how rude. ]
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it takes almost half an hour for thorns to return, this time with the bird in hand. he sets it down on elysium's other side before slipping back into bed. he checks elysium's temperature... how is he feeling... ]
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still, it's soft enough that he's immediately mollified by its presence. he rubs his cheek against it and sighs contentedly. as for his temperature, it's fine. a few points above normal, but after their terrible, no-good week (which, was it really that terrible considering how many long-avoided conversations they finally had?), the end of their recovery is finally in sight.
his stomach, however, is starting to rumble. guess who forgot to eat. thorns may have already noticed the untouched takeout container still sitting in the fridge along with whatever had been left of thorns' soup. ]
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thorns' problem is that he doesn't want to wake elysium up if he's still sleeping, but he also doesn't want to heat the food up in case it takes him a while to get up... what is the point if it just goes cold again. so thorns continues to sit and scroll on his phone, messaging his professors.
he sees the dating app on his phone. he forgot elysium set the account up... thorns didn't even get to use it. ]
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he stirs, half-asleep. assuming thorns is still there, he reaches out until his hands find bird instead. his arms curl loosely around it, pressing a drowsy kiss to its cheek before his brow furrows, eyes still shut. ]
… Did you get softer?
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except then he speaks and the illusion is shattered. ]
Uh huh.
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more importantly, he sits up and makes his displeasure apparent
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You got up without me?
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[ absolutely not. his princess needs his rest?
thorns is not deranged enough to call elysium his princess here but still. ]
I can go heat up your food.
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but elysium scowls and whaps thorns with the bird. ]
I'm not decrepit. I'm coming with you.
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[ there is absolutely no need for that either but he still acts as if elysium is ready to pass out at any second.
probably because he has seen that happen multiple damn times this week... ]
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[ this is like when twinks delude themselves they can princess carry their significant others then embarrass themselves in the process. unfortunately, elysium just continues the trend of pvp and pats thorns reassuringly again. ]
It's okay. I need to make sure you eat.
[ gets up
he will use thorns as leverage tho ]
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but he will help him over to the living room, where he immediately heads to the couch to deposit elysium there. he is not taking him to the kitchen with him. ]
Stay here.
🐤
he's not sure why thorns is leaving him on the couch but he has two feet and he will use them to follow after him anyway. ]
Why?
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thorns just sighs before pulling out elysium's food to reheat. ]
What if you faint...?
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I feel fine, don't be dramatic. Unless you want to play it that way, I could say the same to you.
[ but he's not! he's so generous! ]
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thorns reaches over to pinch elysium in his side, and then the microwaves beeps so he steps away to take out the food. he will make sure elysium eats it or else... ]
I don't know what you mean.
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[ so now he is. he petulantly puts thorns' portion in after. die. ]
What kind of [ WHAT IS THORNS ANYWAY. A CHEM MAJOR? BIO MAJOR? whatever it is elysium's dropping it to support his argument. ] gets sick taking care of someone?
[ why didn't you mask up, thorns!!!! you're going to fail your residency!!!!!!!! ]
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thorns is being attacked though? he walks back up to elysium and crowds in his space to be annoying. ]
Should I just call your mom and let her stay over next time to take care of you? I'll get a hotel room.
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but elysium will not allow himself to be intimidated and just stares back. ]
If that's what it takes to keep you from getting sick, yeah. You can even bill it to me.
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[ elysium pays for so much for thorns he has to put his foot down in this hypothetical situation that involves elysium getting horribly ill again. ]
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[ he crosses his arms and nods, satisfied with himself. the microwave beeps again. ]
I win all my debates in class.
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[ clearly this is the real reason elysium has been single for so long and not because he's been hung up on thorns? ]
Let's go sit. You're eating all of it.
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