a downside to everything

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[Hey, look who it is, hanging out in a common room in his 'family' hallyway. He got sick of laying in bed, so now he's propped up on a sofa, his left arm still heavily wrapped in bandages, as well as part of his chest. There's some crafting materials scattered about because he was trying to do a bit of work on presents, but he had to stop when what's left of his arm started to hurt.]

... ugh... dammmit...

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[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

It's impossible not to worry when I see my friends hurt.

[Just lets out a sigh, checking over him.]

Do you need a potion?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*shakes his head*

Sora's the one who patched me up. I've just gotta heal a bit before I can chug more potions.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Alright...

[Sits on the edge of the couch.]

Is there anything I can get you?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*looks a little embarrassed about being so helpless*

... you really don't have to bother. I'm okay.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Don't be embarrassed! She just likes to fuss.]

If you're sure...

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*y so fuss*

Sora's already being fierce about me not doing anything... well, anything.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Good. The more rest you get, the faster you will heal.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Aaaahhhh... don't you mother hen me, too.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

I'll try not to.

[l-lol headpats.]

If you stop giving me reasons to.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Everyone's ganging up on me.

*sulk*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Alright, alright.

[Holds her hands up in surrender.]

I'll be the good guy and stop babying you. Okay?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Okay. Though... I wouldn't mind a snack.

*>_>;;*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[You're getting an eye roll at that.]

Alright, I'll stop babying you after the snack.

What would you like?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Something good. You can surprise me.

*when he asks for it, it's okay*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Of course :|;]

Okay, I'll be back in a little bit, then.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Namine!

*he's quite cheerful now*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Ri, you're such a derp sometimes. In a couple minutes she'll return with easy-to-eat foods, like a bowl of stew, crackers, and some bread on the side. There's also a glass of milk and a bottle of water. Namine just brings her tray of food over to him and sets it down on the table nearby.]

Here you go.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

*he eyes the offerings... then eats some bread first, since he's one-handed at the moment*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[... notices that.]

Do you need help with that?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*goes a bit pink and tries to sit up straighter*

I can eat bread on my own.

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

I wasn't talking about the bread.

[Gives him a look.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

But I was.

*trying to avoid the Look!*

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Okay, so what about the rest.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*dammit*

... my arm sorta hurts.

>_>;;

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Then don't be embarrassed--

[Grabs the bowl and spoon, holding up a spoonful of it ready for him.]

-- this is just me mother henning.