distressedude | Appointments Post

[Hey, he's sick, let him be sappy all he wants!]

I was only being honest, Anise. You are very dear to me, after all.

[He said with a soft blush...!!]

[Okay hold on, this isn't a shoujo manga. He's just getting a little feverish. Laying down again might be a good idea.]

[WAY TO RUIN THE MOMENT.]

Never mind that. [Ion's health > sharing sweet moments] You don't look so good...

I guess I am still sick... [No worries, he's not so delirious as to not remember. He reaches up and puts a hand on his forehead, but of course his own hands are too warm to realize how hot it is.]

...I feel a little dizzy. Maybe I should lay down again?

Yeah...You might be getting sick again. [She knew the cupcake was a bad idea. With a sigh, she grabs the tray from Ion's lap and places it onto the bedside table. After a moment of hesitation, she grabs the mini Tokunaga and places it beside Ion.]

Do you want to sleep?

But I've been doing nothing but sleeping all day. [Ion, it's morning, you just woke up from a relatively normal night of sleeping. Not that he knows for sure what time it is... he did sleep most of yesterday, too.]

[Of course, given the way he's complaining, it's probably just the fever. Despite the protest, he nestles back down under the blankets with a small frown.] I wanted to talk to you more...

We can always do that later.

[Not if she gets spontaneously mallynapped or sent back ho-- OKAY NO.]

You need to rest. Can I get you anything?

...could you stay with me until I fall asleep?

[o-omai how bold]

[And it's kind of awkward to just hover at his bedside but...it's Ion and it's his birthday. She smiles and nods.]

I won't be disturbing you?

[He shakes his head, smiling back up at her with his eyes already half-lidded.]

Not at all... Nephry's stayed with me plenty of times when I've been sick, after all.

[...Oh. Nephry does that for him too? It's like everything she does has already been done before by Nephry. That nagging little bad feeling is back again.]

You need to take better care of yourself. Don't get sick so much!

[He just laughs softly.] I know... but I don't have to worry. If I get sick... you'll be here to take care of me.

[He yawns, eyes closing for a moment.] You're always taking good care of me... you're so kind, Anise.

[O-oh. Ion always gives her the warm fuzzies...At least until she remembers that she doesn't really take good care of him, considering the whole spying thing. Well, at least that's changed with Luceti, even though she can't ever undo it.]

Heheh...Go to sleep, Ion.

Anise...

[Almost as though he'd somehow read her mind, rather than keep his eyes closed and drift off to sleep, he reaches up and gently brushes his hand against the side of her cheek. And though his eyes are only just barely open, he's looking right up at her, a fond smile on his face.]

For everything you've done for me... thank you. My most... cherished...

[But before he can finish that line, his hand falls slack and his eyes slip closed as he falls into a deep, restful sleep.]

[alfhsdlvcxhd she jumps slightly at that. It's weird, kind of romantic and a bit sappy, but mostly she's surprised by the warm feelings that simple touch brought.]

[She stays for a few more minutes then creeps away as quietly as she can, taking the tray with her and shutting the door gently. But she'll be back to check on him in a few hours, opening the door without knocking. Just in case Ion's still asleep.

[Well, she's right about one thing. Ion is still asleep, but not quite in the way Anise left him. At some point he decided he should probably change into a fresh pair of pajamas, but after managing to sit up and move to the edge of the bed, he felt too tired to stand and search his closet for clothes.]

[So he thought, maybe he just needs the motivation? If he could at least get undressed first, then he'd have to get another pair of pajamas! So, he started to take his shirt off, pulling it over his head... and then pausing for a moment with the sleeves still hanging on his arms. Why was he still so tired? He'd slept for a few hours now. Maybe he just needs a moment...]

[And that moment is what Anise will see, though it ended up being far more than a moment. Ion's fallen asleep again, legs hanging over the side of the bed as he leans against the headboard, his shirt still hanging on his arms.]

[....Oh. Derp.]

[The sight of Ion shirtless almost makes her hastily back out again, but...Ion's not moving at all. Did something happen? She inches closer, still feeling terribly awkward, but concern wins out.]

Ion, are you okay?

[Anise's voice is enough to pull him out of his small nap, as his eyes crack open and he look over towards her. He doesn't really react at first, still half asleep. But when he tries to move his arms only to find them tangled in his shirt, he sits upright and stretches a bit, his wings fluttering.]

...oh. I must have fallen asleep while I was changing...

[He says this as thought it were some totally normal thing that happened to people all the time. Yep. Given that he's not flailing to try and cover himself, he's probably not quite awake.]

...what time is it?

[Oh whew, he's okay. It's easier to just reply to his question than go aslhvxclisdf and be all embarrassed, so that's what she does.]

It's the afternoon. You've been sleeping for a few hours.

...noon?

[Okay, pause for a second, he's just going to set his shirt aside and turn so he can better see the clock on the other side of his bed...]

[..........]

[Oh.]

...I was sleeping like this for an hour...

...would you mind getting me a new shirt from my closet? I was trying to change earlier, but...

[Well, that happened. And that slight blush on his face right now isn't just from a fever. Clearly he's more worn out than he thought if he could just fall asleep like that and not even realize it!!]

[If Ion's this worn out, then he must be really sick. Anise frowns in concern as she quickly fetches a new shirt for Ion, then returns to hover by his bed.]

You're looking really red... [Placing a hand on his forehead!] And you feel pretty hot too. Ion, you have a fever!

Mm... I thought it would have gone down by now, but I guess not. [He holds the shirt on his lap, but doesn't put it on just yet. He's still pretty hot, after all. And laying on his wings hasn't helped matters either.]

It's been awhile since I've been this sick. Usually Dist gives me something to help keep the fever down, but...

[Well, he's been more or less MIA since the announcement that Professor Nebilim went home. It just seemed best to leave him alone right now while he sorted things out.]

[STOP SHOWING OFF YOUR MUSCLES- oh wait you don't have any]

Do you want me to find him? Now that I think about it, I haven't seen him around lately...

[HE HAS SOME MUSCLES-- wait, no, he's showing off his badass scars okay. This is probably one of the few times he's not actively trying to hide them. Partially because she's seen them already, and partially because he doesn't feel well enough to care.]

...I think it might be for the best that we leave him alone for awhile. With Professor Nebilim gone, I can't imagine he's taking it very well...

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2/3 I LIED

/DONE

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