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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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Ronnae quickly picked him up and set him on the bed in a comfortable resting position. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't be teasing you..." She pouted embarrassed. "I... I'll be right back with that soup okay?!" She hurried out, her flowy reddish hair dancing behind her.

Just like that, Billy was scooped up and laid out on the bed. Like he was as easily moved as a dropped toy. "Okay!" he called after her.

It wasn't that Billy didn't want to kiss her like that. It had felt wonderful, that much had been obvious. But he didn't want her to get sick just to be with him right then.

By the time she came back with soup, she'd find him still there, fiddling with his fingers in his lap.

Ronnae blushed a bit when she came in, she moved a chair in front of him and smiled shyly. She put the spoon into the soup and brought up a nice steamy spoonful. She blew lightly on it, carrying the hearty smell near him. She smiled warmly at him and made a playful motion for him to open his mouth.

Billy couldn't say he didn't enjoy her company. She was sweet, far more engaging than the wall had been---especially with the tingle from her kiss still lingering on his lips.

He sat as upright as he could, about to shake his head. "I can feed myself," he tried to say. Whether it got through depended on how insistent she was about feeding him.

Insistent enough to feed it to him mid-protest. She laughed a little, "You know if you protest when you're sick, it'll take longer to get better... That's what papa used to say when I got sick..." She looked saddened, but shook the thought away, getting another spoonful and blowing on it gingerly.

"Then I'll defer to him" Billy sighed, admitting defeat and opening his mouth for her. Being fed wasn't so bad, he reflected, especially when she made sure the mouthfuls weren't too hot.

His only remaining concern was that he must look ridiculous.

Ronnie finished feeding him, she then brought a large glass of orange juice and a couple of pills. "This should seal the deal Billy. And right after this you rest okay?" She smiled handing him the pills and the glass of juice.

"Yes ma'am," he addressed her quietly, taking the pills and gulping them down like the obedient future boyfriend he was. When he finished, he leaned against the headboard tiredly.

"...right. Time for sleep." But his mind was racing so much that he didn't quite want to.

Ronnie smiled, and sat next to him, against the headboard. She pulled him against her smaller frame and started rubbing his head soothingly. Starting from a very pleasant whisper, you start hearing a light humming, a soothing melody coming from her as she closes her eyes remembering the tune.

Billy was all right with resting here---it was Ronnie, sweet and warm, just like her tune. It brought him peace and comfort, just like she'd intended, and his mind finally started to settle down.

"Warm..." he whispered as he got sleepier and further along in the pill's effect, a faint smile on his face.

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Ronnie smiled. Continuing her tune with a warm expression. She caressed his back soothingly as she brushed his hair with care. She wanted him to get better, and she wanted him to be happy.

To his credit, Billy only sniffled a little. The pills really were starting to kick in!

He sagged more heavily against her as exhaustion started to claim him. "...thanks Ronnie," came another whisper when he thought to use his strength to get the words out, as inadequate to describe his feelings as they were.

Ronnie interrupted the soothing tune to make a small shushing sound. "Just rest Billy. You know I'm here for you okay?"

She held him against her chest in a protective manner, allowing him to rest against her. She continued the soothing caress of his back and hair.

Billy started to nod, then realized that it might not be the brightest idea considering the current location of his head. Soon enough, the pain and discomfort faded into a sweet slumber.

...sorry, Ronnie, but he snores.

She's dealt with snorer's, it's like being back home. "Sleep well lo-... Billy..." She blushed and held him the rest of the night. Every now and then humming the lullaby.

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