happy birthday, enjoy your pneumonia;

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Someone hasn't been feeling so great over the last couple of days. He dismissed it as just a bug at first, but by now he's convinced; he's spent a while in the bathroom, puking up his breakfast along with a bit of blood. Not exactly the way he would have liked to celebrate getting a year older, but hey.]

Comments

...the new icons are delicious.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

...Riku?

[oh dear. peeking in, looking worried.]

thanks :>

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Looks up from the toilet to glance at her- boy is he a mess. All pale and sickly and rather pathetic looking.]

...Hey.

his eyes are so pretty *_*

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

...guess you are sick, huh.

[poor baby. heads on in after a second, stopping next to him and putting a hand on his back.]

Need me to get you anything?

they're my favorite part |D

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[He's sort of wheezing when he breathes as well, though that's better than puking for now. Just shakes his head.]

I'd say food, but I'd probably just toss it again.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[rubs his back a bit with a frown.]

Maybe some crackers or dry toast?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I had toast for br-

[Whoops, puking again. Mostly dry heaving by now though.]

-for breakfast.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[winces a bit and continues to rub his back.]

I'm going to get you a glass of water, okay?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Nods and leans on the toilet a little.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[stands and leaves the bathroom, returning with the glass shortly after.]

How you doing?

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Still in the same position as when she left.]

...Better-ish. I think.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[crouches next to him, holding out the glass.]

Take small sips.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Shifts and takes the glass, taking a small sip or two as directed. He wrinkles his nose at the gross taste in his mouth, leaning over to spit in the toilet.]

Tasted better the first time.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[smiles briefly, though it's not all there.]

I'm sure.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

...I think I'm alright now. Done puking anyway.

[Sits back, moving a hand over his chest absently. His shallow breathing is a bit painful right now.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[frowns, watching him.]

I hope it's not anything too bad...

[though she's worried about the breathing.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Can't tell her it's nothing, because he still feels pretty bad.]

Don't worry so much.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Easier said than done.

[trying to think of what it could be.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I know.

[Starts coughing, and it gets worse as he keeps going, gasping for breath when it's over with.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[oh jeez. will just remain at his side, despite the fact that she could easily get sick as well from just being there.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Glances at his hand- there's blood on it from all that coughing.]

You shouldn't be here. You'll get sick too.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Someone needs to look after you.

[blood what.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

If i say i can take care of myself, you won't believe me, will you?

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

...normally I would...

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

It's not so convincing right now, huh?

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

Not really, no.