You don't have to be a teddy bear for me to hug you all day. In fact, being Emil will be just fine. I'd rather hug you than a teddy bear anytime and anyday.
[It's hard to let his mind linger on that nightmare that bled together reality and fiction seamlessly. His heart aches for many reasons but this...this helps]
[He hadn't realised his dreams could be so disturbing to other people. But he feels calmer now, more settled, even if his head is fuzzy and it's now too hot and cold at the same time]
[Sinclair listens to Oria's breathing for a little longer, letting himself drift off. His dreams this time are a lot less painful; just dreams of being shrunk down to a minature size and being carried around by Oria despite his protests.
When Oria wakes up, Sinclair is curled up beside him, his temperature higher than before, mumbling to himself and refusing to get up.]
[ What a nightmare on its own... When Oria wakes, he smiles when he sees Sinclair (blurred yellow ball) beside him. He's really warm, which concerns him again, but at least he seems to be dreaming peacefully. It's good to be unaware sometimes. ]
Emil... you're warm.
[ This probably sounds heartwarming considering last night, but. ]
Like, seriously. You're too warm. Want me to call a doctor up here? There's one in the house.
[ So, yup. He reaches for his cell phone to call the doctor up to his room. It doesn't take long for the doctor to get there, knocking before coming inside.
"Emil Sinclair, right? Let me have a moment of your time to get some vitals real quick, okay?"
He does not waste time. Oria sits on the bed and is willingly to assist if Sinclair suddenly flops over or something. ]
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[ Oria sounds worried in the dark. ]
I can grab a thermometer real quick... but I don't think you'd want me to leave. Well, I don't want to either.
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[That gets Sinclair extra clingy, and he hugs Oria a little more tightly. He doesn't want to be alone right now]
'm fine. Haven't had fevers since I was like. Ten.
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Well, he definitely can't leave Sinclair alone now. Thermometer can always be obtained later. ]
Alright, I wont. You're a healthy guy, so you'll be fine...
[ With the free hand, he gently pats Sinclair's back. ]
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Mm. Perfectly normal. Temperature is your imagination.
[ He's still cold though]
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[ Sinclair clings onto him more than Oria expected. He... doesn't hate this, actually. He continues to gently rub his back. ]
So I'll keep warming you up.
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Your warmth is nice...
[Even if Sinclair is both hot and cold. It's a pain]
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[ Oria kisses the side of Sinclair's head. ]
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Do I? That's good...not too warm I hope.
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Very cozy and comfortable. If I could, I would hug you all day.
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Mm? I'd like that. Even if it makes me sound like an oversized teddy bear.
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[ He laughs a little. ]
Because you're warm, real, and the one I love.
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And Oria calls him the sappy one. Sinclair tucks himself a little closer to Oria, if that's even possible, winding his arms back around him]
... that's good. Because I only want to hold you like this too.
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Hehe, you're getting warm. Do you feel it too?
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Mm...a little.
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[ He leans in to give Sinclait many small kisses all over his face. ]
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Mn..a lot--
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Good! I'll always be here for you.
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Mm. I love you...
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[ Oria's gradually reaching his limit. It's really not a bother as he said, but he can't hold on for that much longer. ]
Do you feel better...?
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[He hadn't realised his dreams could be so disturbing to other people. But he feels calmer now, more settled, even if his head is fuzzy and it's now too hot and cold at the same time]
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Mm... sweet dreams.
[ And he falls asleep. ]
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When Oria wakes up, Sinclair is curled up beside him, his temperature higher than before, mumbling to himself and refusing to get up.]
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Emil... you're warm.
[ This probably sounds heartwarming considering last night, but. ]
Like, seriously. You're too warm. Want me to call a doctor up here? There's one in the house.
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It's cold...
[Sinclair whines a little, shivering. His voice sounds a bit hoarse too]
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[ So, yup. He reaches for his cell phone to call the doctor up to his room. It doesn't take long for the doctor to get there, knocking before coming inside.
"Emil Sinclair, right? Let me have a moment of your time to get some vitals real quick, okay?"
He does not waste time. Oria sits on the bed and is willingly to assist if Sinclair suddenly flops over or something. ]
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