The Sick Day Meme

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 THE SICK DAY MEME

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► Post with your character, name and fandom in the header.
► 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).
► Go from there!

originally from mememaster !

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[bydefinition]

[ ooc: Sure. And I'm more than happy to start. ]

[nothisfault]

[ooc: sure!]

[bydefinition]

[ Staying awake for three days hadn't worked out too well, leaving him with no clear answers and a headache that just wouldn't go away.

(He hadn't been prepared, there was no way any of them could have predicted his mom appearing again - now wasn't that a fun emotional roller coaster?) He's still not sure if he believes it or not.

Stiles flops onto the couch, attempting to bury himself in the cushions. The lack of light seems to be helping a little, at least. ]

Oh my god, why?

[nothisfault]

[She hadn't really expected to see him again either, the last thing she remembered was falling asleep and then she'd woken up to find out that she'd apparently been dead for the last eight, maybe nine years? And her baby boy was so tall now and come into his heritage properly.

She hated that she'd missed all that time. But she was here no, and it would take Hades himself rising from Tartarus to come and take her away again.

So she's moving over to the couch and placing a hand on the back of his neck.]

What's the matter, baby boy?

[ He will always be her baby boy, her clever little boy.]

[bydefinition]

[ He curls up, making room for her. It's better with her there, and he gets to be clingy if he wants to - now that he knows she won't disappear if he looks away. ]

There are so many things. [ Like why did this happen now? What does it mean, and are there any other people who could have come back? So many questions and he can't concentrate enough to answer them.

He rubs the heel of a hand against his head, only shifting so that his voice isn't muffled. ]

I might have been staring at the screen for too long.

[nothisfault]

[she's all for him being clingy. He's the best thing she's ever done and she's not going to refuse him much. Especially after having been...gone for so long.]

Rome wasn't built in a day, Stiles, you don't have to have everything make sense all at once.

[she's rubbing a little at his neck and the back of his head. He's very tense and that can't be great for his head.]

Bad headache, baby boy? I think the world will understand if you want to take a break.

[bydefinition]

Yeah, the world. What if I don't want to take a break? [ He knows he should, especially after he pass the point where being tired made him want to sleep.

But he's never been great at stopping something once he starts it.

The motion helps, and he lets out a sigh. ]

Thanks, mom.

[nothisfault]

Stiles Stilinski, you are not Superman. You need rest sometimes too, baby boy.

[she can't say a lot because both she and his dad are the same way, but still it's important to rest too. ]

If the headache is bad enough you're seeking something with low light and head massages, that's your body telling you to take a break, darling.

[ a small sigh]

You're welcome, honey. Do you want me to go get you anything?

[bydefinition]

I would be Batman, not Superman. [ It's a weak protest at best; he can compromise. ] I guess I could go upstairs.

[ Sitting up, he blinks against the light. ]

It's okay, I'm good for now.

A hug would definitely help.

[nothisfault]

[another sigh, he's just as bad a liar as his father.]

If you go upstairs, I expect you to be actually resting, baby boy.

[she pulls him close for a hug because she doesn't think she can ever get enough of these. She also winds up kissing his forehead.]

[bydefinition]

[ He speaks into her shoulder, arms tight around her. ]

Eventually, mom.

[ Not making any promises - but he should have known she would notice what he hadn't said. ]

I'll even leave the laptop downstairs.

sorry - RL hit with a bang

[nothisfault]

[she's missed these hugs so much.]

Uh-huh. And that's all well and good but don't you still have a desktop upstairs? You need rest, baby boy. It'll help with the headaches.

That always sucks, and I'm always good with backtagging

[bydefinition]

Well, it's a gamble, isn't it? There's a fifth-fifty chance that I won't end up using it.

[ Letting go now, even if it sucks. ]

I'll try to stay off it for 15 minutes at least. I'll even set a timer.

Re: That always sucks, and I'm always good with backtagging

[nothisfault]

Stiles

[She's fond and exasperated all at the same time.]

Make it 30 and we'll have a deal, baby boy. Do you want me to make you something while you're resting.

[bydefinition]

[ He slides down the couch, that tone of voice is so very familiar.

30 minutes isn't too bad, and it's a good compromise, better than he had been expecting. ]

Deal.

Hmm, what were you planning for dinner?

[nothisfault]

What do you want for dinner?

[She's willing to negotiate here if he actually rests]

[bydefinition]

Chicken with some sort of pasta.

[ Do they have pasta? Or was that something that needed to get picked up on the next grocery run? ]

But the chicken is the selling point.

[nothisfault]

So chicken with some olive oil and herbs on pasta? I think I can do that.

Any other requests?

[bydefinition]

Nope.

[ He shakes his head to emphasize the point. ]

Anything else is already in the fridge.

[nothisfault]

[She's grinning and leaning forward to kiss his forehead,]

No requests for dessert or anything like that?

[bydefinition]

There's ice cream in the freezer, and I won't be able to enjoy dessert to the fullest right now.

[ The corner of his mouth twitches up. She had a point about him being tired out. ]

I'm gonna head up.

[nothisfault]

[she's making a mom face at him. ]

Dessert when you're feeling better then.

Sleep. I'll check on you in a bit okay, baby boy?

[bydefinition]

It'll be the best time for it.

[ He leans over and closes the lid of his laptop before getting up with a stretch. ]

'Kay, see you in a bit.

[ He uses the edge of the coffee table to get around the couch, and out of the room. Hesitates. ]

You can use my laptop if you want, there's a guest account that doesn't need a password or anything. [ It's been years, after all. ]

[nothisfault]

Thank you, hon.

Go rest. I'll come up and bring you something in a bit.

[bydefinition]

Thanks mom.

[ He gives her a small smile before heading up the stairs, burying himself under the covers. ]