[ LOOK she's not taking any chances, okay. because yes, if he comes down with this as well she will absolutely feel responsible, no two ways about it, and the last thing he needs is to be sick. especially when they've no idea what it even is.
with a soft exhale she sits at the edge of her bed, rubbing at her eyes with the heel of her hand. funny, how it feels so strange being so far from him - it's only a few feet, but they've been so hideously affectionate for this last month that it feels almost alien to share a room with him without sitting next to him, or holding his hand, or kissing him.
weird. god. what have you made her into, prompto??
his attempt at cheer does earn him a weak smile, however, if only because it's cute, how hard he's trying, and she wants to give him at least that much. but soon after, she shakes her head. ]
Nothing has helped.
[ but of course, he was likely expecting that answer. ]
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with a soft exhale she sits at the edge of her bed, rubbing at her eyes with the heel of her hand. funny, how it feels so strange being so far from him - it's only a few feet, but they've been so hideously affectionate for this last month that it feels almost alien to share a room with him without sitting next to him, or holding his hand, or kissing him.
weird. god. what have you made her into, prompto??
his attempt at cheer does earn him a weak smile, however, if only because it's cute, how hard he's trying, and she wants to give him at least that much. but soon after, she shakes her head. ]
Nothing has helped.
[ but of course, he was likely expecting that answer. ]