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THE
SICK MEME

☀ Post your character, one-ish per comment
✫ They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want)
☀ Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you)
✫ ???
☀ Profit!

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Billy was surprised but held her head on his lap, hands resting on her shoulder and in her hair. "I'd rather risk being sick by making you feel better than leave you alone," he sighed. "I know from experience that this isn't fun."

He prodded the bag again with his foot. "Just let me know what you need, all right?"

All I need is you... Gah! Stop it head! She shook her head, and frowned in an exaggerate manner. "It's fine, I'm already feeling much better!"
Not only a second after that she had a coughing fit, heaving over into a curl. Mfffffeasifhdaus! She whimpered. "....." She stared at the floor.

"Ronnie!"

He was there in an instant, gently rubbing her back and re-arranging the cloth. "I don't think you're better yet, but with any luck you'll feel well soon."

Billy came to a decision: time for the rub. A quick search through the bag produced the jar that he set about opening.

"This rub should relieve cough May I use it on your feet?"

Ronnae looked at him through narrowed eyes. "Rub... Wait what?!" Her face flushed. "I ah... D-does that work?" What the hell are you thinking? Don't even consider that offer Ronnie! "I... ummm if... if you want to..." She pushed her fingers together nervously.

"It does," Billy confirmed. "It contains molecules that stimulate your body to break up the congestion. There are other places to apply it," he said with a blush, "but I think the feet would be most comfortable for you."

He slid toward the end of the bed, gently reaching for a foot and taking it in his hand. Before he even touched the rub, he stroked her foot gently. "It'll be all right," he promised.

Ronnae blushed heavily. She fidgeted covering her face with the pillow. She wiggled her toes when she felt the touch a light muffled giggle escaping the pillow.

"It's okay to laugh, I'm aware that it's ticklish" Billy assured her, working the rub in his fingers before starting on her feet. It wouldn't do to give them a cold shock.

He started a warm massage of the small feet, rubbing at her muscles and working the lotion in. If she wiggled again, he'd play with her toes---see how she liked that.

And wiggle she did! This is too ticklish. She squirms in the bed trying to muffle her giggles and or coughs. "H-hey! You sure thi-this is medicinal!?" She laughs while trying to talk and quickly covers her face. She curled her toes trying to steel herself from laughing.

"Positive!"

Billy firmed up the pressure, giving her feet a deeper massage. Hopefully that would make it less ticklish.

"Is that better?"

She let out a light whimper and you could see the pillow nod. She still squirmed under the covers. "So if it's in the feet? And it works for illness. Is it like a salve? Aren't those usually used in the affected area?" She asked curiously in a small voice.

"It's...somewhat similar to a salve, but this works," Billy was sure. "My mother used to do it for me when I was little. She rubbed it on my chest, but the container also said that the feet worked."

Billy blushed, finishing up the rub with a few firm strokes. When he was done, he sat up on the bed and stroked her hair again.

Ronnae whimpered and cuddled up to him, hugging the pillow to her chest. She puffed her cheeks in annoyance. "I hate being sick..." She did a mini fussy tantrum before she looked back slowly, blushed and immediately looked to the ground, remembering she wasn't home. "I ah... had a shiver. Yup." Smooth Ronnie... Boomy rolled on his basket amused making beeps and noise.

Billy accepted the cuddle happily, starting to rub her back. "I know, I don't think anyone likes illness."

He wasn't really bothered by that sudden fidget, just confused. "Are you okay?"

Ronnae curled up to her pillow embarrassed and did a small nod. "Y-yeah... Just a shiver is all..." She started holding her breath to try and stop the coughing. Which resulted in her dizzying up and having a coughing fit anyways. Almost tumbling to the floor this time, she just curled up to him and whimpered sadly.

That got Billy's attention quickly. He shifted forward and held her through the coughing fit, patting her back.

"We'll get rid of this," he promised. "Do you want me find more medicine?"

She nodded weakly with a small whine. She was holding onto him however, and didn't seem like she'd let go. Hope you can move with her!

Billy sighed---this was going to be a difficult task to manage one handed. He patted her head one as he went, then stretched himself into an interesting contortion beneath her to reach the pills and water.

"Here, I have pills. Can you swallow one?"

She nodded simply, and opened her mouth up at him sticking her small tongue out. Boomy tried nudging Billy's bag closer to him.

"Thanks Boomy," he whispered to the small bot. When he turned back to Ronnie, he found that she was holding her tongue out expectantly.

Well, he supposed he could do it that way.

Billy held up the water glass, preparing to use it. "You'll have to be ready to swallow after this, all right?" He delicately placed the pill on her tongue, then held the glass to her lips.

She sipped from the glass obediently swallowing the pill. She then looked to the bed, then up to him, then to the bed again then up to him once more with a small pout. It was pretty clear she wanted to lay down again. She just wouldn't let go. She whimpered after a couple of coughs.

Billy followed her gaze up and down. She wanted to rest---which was good, because the pill was supposed to help with that---but she wouldn't do it without him.

"You want me to rest with you?" From his tone, it was clear that he wouldn't refuse her.

Ronnae nodded sheepishly and held on tightly. She coughed into her arm, trying not to get any ickies on Billy.

Billy breathed deeply, gearing up for a long night with her. "Okay. Then we'll rest together."

While they sat upright he kicked off his shoes and removed his glasses. He'd better get comfortable. Ready for bed with an extremely warm Ronnie, he threw back the covers and slipped inside with her.

"It'll be better in the morning."

"Billy... it's cold..." She shifted in the bed a bit rolling around the covers. She pouted at him. "I'm hungry." She rolled back and let her head hang from the side of the bed, making her ponytails drag on the floor. "I'm hot." She coughed a few times before unrolling herself from the covers... onto the floor with a light 'THUMP' "Owie...." She whimpered.

"Ronnie?" She'd rattled off all of those concerns and rolled off the bed before he could react. "Ronnie!"

After a moment, he untangled himself from the sheets and knelt on the floor, scooping her into his lap. "All right, I'll get the soup and crackers if you're still hungry. You can keep the blanket on or off."