meme for pocky /high school AU meme

[insinning]

[1.This is sure a thing, don't question the time-loop continuum and go with it] [2. Now with a high school AU]

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[dissimulative]

[ Thankfully, the phone has been charged! And the power is back on. The water has also been restored, so Sinclair will be able to get some running water. Once the damp cloth is on Oria's forehead, he frowns and wakes up. Everything is so blearily and... ]

... gross... what is that...

[insinning]

A towel. [Oria, please. Sinclair will just gently nudge Oria back to lie down properly] Your temperature is really high, so you need to cool down a little...

[dissimulative]

It feels gross... Can I get an ice pack?

[ Oria whines. He really doesn't like damp or slimy things... ]

[insinning]

Mm, I'll get one. Give me a sec.

[Luckily, they do have a mini fridge in their room with a small freezer. So he'll get the ice pack out, wrap it in a dry cloth and put it on Oria's head, replacing the wet towel]

Better?

[dissimulative]

Much better. Thanks--

[ He holds back a sneeze and it feels like his lungs were about to explode. Ghhhh ]

[insinning]

[...

Sinclair will put a tissue box within Oria's reach]

I'll go get some more stuff from the campus store, so you take it easy, okay?

[dissimulative]

Wait, wai--

[ He actually sneezes this time. it's very tiny and sounds like a squeak.

... ]

Trash bin next to bed...

1/2

[insinning]

[that sneeze

it's so cute??

So cute???]

2/2

[insinning]

[He needs to contain himself...

He moves the trash bin next to the bed and, remembering, fetches Oria's glasses and puts it next to him in case]

There you go. I'll be back soon.

[And off to go get supplies]

[dissimulative]

[ help............ Oria doesn't get sick, so it's not like anyone would catch him sneezing naturally, but it's been so long that he's forgotten just how embarrassing it was. He groans in response, pulling the blanket over his face. Sinclair can go now.

When he returns, Oria will be just as Sinclair left him. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair does quite a bit of shopping. He picks up some cold-related stuff - medicine, some cough lollies, tea packets and honey, some fruit etc - and then goes into the kitchens to pick up some food. Oria didn't look too well to eat like he normally did, so he picks up some soups heated and packaged. They should be light enough. What else did his mother use to give him when he was sick...? Probably not much else he could grab on campus and he didn't want to stray too far away.]

I'm back.

[He carefully sets down some off the bags, and puts soup of the table - warm food! He peers at the blanket cocoon on his bed]

Oria?

[Closing the windows now that the vanilla scent had vanished]

Are you hungry?

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[ Oria feels like he's been back and forth between consciousness and unconsciousness and he wakes when he hears the door open, but just barely. He pokes his head out of the blanket while still lying down on the bed. He's not sure if it smelled like Sinclair or if he's just hallucinating it. ]

Mm... no...

[ That's a first. ]

[insinning]

[...

Yep. Definitely sick. Sinclair sits down to check on the icepack, and replace it with the fever-relief pads he had found at the store]

But if you don't eat, you wont get your energy back.

[dissimulative]

[ Oria feels silly with the pad stuck on his forehead, but he endures it, just like how he endures the soreness of sitting up, grumbling a little. ]

Feed me then.

[insinning]

[Oria can also endure the silliness of the long panda being put behind him to prop him up. More pillows! Sinclair blinks at Oria's request and turns a little red.]

Huh? O-okay then.

[He takes out the soup bowl, and opens it up, waiting for Oria to settle before he holds out a spoonful of soup]

Here...?

[dissimulative]

[ Oria opens his mouth and eats the soup. He doesn't have a hard time eating hot or spicy food. His tolerance is quite high, so the soup shouldn't bother him, except... ]

What soup is this? I can't tell.

[ Maybe his nose if so stuffy already that he can't taste it. ]

[insinning]

Chicken soup. I thought it'd be the easiest to eat.

[Sinclair takes a test bite too. Yep, definitely chicken. He resumes feeding Oria]

You can't taste it?

[dissimulative]

Can't taste it...

[ Oria sneezes right after swallowing the spoonful of soup and he immediately covers his mouth with a tissue and groans like a zombie. ]

[insinning]

[ Sinclair pauses a little, and reaches over to pat Oria's head gently. There there. Hehe]

That's too bad...it's actually pretty good. Still...mm, if you can finish half the bowl, that should be good enough.

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[ Oria pouts a little, but opens his mouth again. Feed him some more, Sinclair. He'll definitely finish the entire bowl. ]

[insinning]

[Ah. Sinclair will obediently feed Oria until Oria tells him to stop or the bowl is empty. Which will it be?]

[dissimulative]

[ The bowl eventually empties. Oria has been diligent about eating despite lack of appetite and taste, because he does want to get better, for the record. He feels that the rain definitely started something, but being stuck in the shower, soaked and with conditioner in his hair definitely didn't help matters. ]

Emil, do you ever like... think of yourself as a homebody?

[insinning]

Hmmm? [Finished. Sinclair will gather up the rubbish to throw it away and get started on his own breakfast - a simple sandwich] I guess so? I like going around and exploring things, but I like being able to stay inside to read a good book or play some games too.

[And well, Oria knew what Sinclair was like with people. Shy, until he could relax]

[dissimulative]

[ Sinclair being the househusband doesn't sound like the life that he'd want, but Oria imagines it anyway. He doesn't have a vast imagination, so he can only think of the standard things. If he has to read, it's likely a comic book or a serious document. There's really no in-between. ]

We should explore the campus some more when I'm not sick... and when it's not raining--

[ He sneezes again. It's high-pitched and squeaky. Kill him. ]

[insinning]

[Heeeelp. It's so cute. It's so cute...! Sinclair tries to hold it in, by focusing on his breakfast]

Yeah. That'd be fun. Have you discovered everything you can yet?

[No more ghosts though. He will never forget that Figure. Urk. ]