chosenfamily: (Hurt)
Sam Winchester ([personal profile] chosenfamily) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2011-02-05 12:34 am

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Nicked from DDD

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!
morphitudinous: (No pleasant dreams here)

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
I...but if I wait, we'll be even further behind tomorrow...

[He is clammy, hot, miserable, and clearly not taking the fussing over him well.]

Kate, I'll be...Kate?

[Blink. Oh well, he can hurry up and sneak in some more work, even if it makes him a little dizzy.]

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Kate comes back in with an ice pack and the medicine.]

Hey! What did I say?

[She promptly sets the cooling pack carefully on his forehead.]

Call it a night, Billy.
morphitudinous: (No thanks)

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Groan. If she gets any louder scolding him, he won't be able to work anymore anyway. Headaches are not fun.]

All right, you win. I'll stop for now.

[The cooling pack gets a small noise of relief from him.]

...thanks, Kate.

[Maybe there are some benefits to being taken care of.]

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She adjusts her voice volume lower as she smiled, and offered him the medicine with water.]

Good, so you'll try to rest?
morphitudinous: (Lineface)

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Tries to prop himself up on his elbows. It takes a minute, but he's finally reaching for the water and pill.]

I suppose I have to. But if I may ask, what is this?

[He's poking at the pill.]

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Kate just shrugged, since she thought it'd be pretty obvious by what she said before.]

Acetaminophen, what else? For the fever and your head.
morphitudinous: (:()

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
...oh. Of course, thank you.

[Billy slumped against the headboard, feeling foolish. He'd attribute it to the fatigue impacting his brain cells and hold his hand out for the pill.]

Sorry about that.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Kate gave him a soft smile in turn.]

It's ok, you're not running at full capacity right now. Just try to take it easy? For one day?
morphitudinous: (Engineering: we've got guns!)

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He nodded shakily and took the pill, leaning back against the headboard and slowly slipping down to the pillow.]

I think I can manage to do that---I've clearly proven that I need it. You don't have to worry, Kate.

[Thanks to her, he'll be fine.]

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmm-hmm. You need anything else?
morphitudinous: (:()

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-02-05 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yawns and sinks under the covers.]

No, it's fine. Thanks again.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[She adjusted the blankets, and set the cooling pack off the side again.]

Night, Billy.