" yeah . . I finished it . . "
a slow smile would form, looking at him in that adoring, older brother way of his.
" maybe when I'm better . . I'll show you it 𖤠 "
he'd say before coughing and closing his eyes — grumbling and pulling the blanket up more.
" ( fuck . . I'm
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"I know you're tough.."
It still worried him either way. Seeing them in this state..obviously hurting and unwell.
Gently taking hold of their hand, looking up at them.
"You'll still need antibiotics..
Yeah..did you finish it?"
@ferusfumus that smile brightening as she flashed it his way again.
" I'm better at ignoring / it / than you probably are . . "
a tease, her thumbs rubbing over the wheel as she continued to stare forward.
" — you're real sweet t' ask . . "
@ferusfumus she'd shake her head, doing an incredibly good job at calming herself down by focusing on the road, but she did shoot him a lopsided smile.
" honestly baby all I want you to do is give me a damn massage when we get back until I pass out. I think that's fair. "
she'd say,
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" I'm tough . . . "
true, but he was still human.
" Kobes you don't need to risk yourself, I'll be good in a few days. . just gotta stay hydrated . . .
hey. . remember I said I was writing a song for us 𖤠 "
Rolling his eyes he rested his head on the couch, pouting a little. He didn't like seeing them like this.
"I know..but still, it's best if we get you some antibiotics just to be safe. The infection could get worse.."
" d - don't worry man . . a lil' fever ain't enough t' kill me . . I've been shot how many times 𖤠 I refuse t' be taken out by anything less . . '
morbid 𖤠 maybe. but it was also true. poison was a stubborn person. wasn't ready to go yet.
"If I have Jet with me..it'll be alright. You know we'll have each other's backs."
He tried for a little smile, brushing the back of his fingers over their cheek.
"I'll get the best antibiotics we can find for you..promise."
" I just . . . I don't want you t' come back lookin' like me. . . "
they'd let their eyes close, letting out a pathetic, sad sound.
" everything jus' . . . sucks . . . "
Sighing he'd use the rag to wipe the sweat from her face, not liking the way she looked right now.
"I'll get the ibuprofen..amd check the dates on whatever else we have but if we can't use it..
I'll have to head out."
As much as he didn't like going into the city +
oh how the tables had turned.
" I know . . . as much as I don't . . . fucking want you to, I know . . . the stuff we have is almost outta date but there should be some ibuprofen in the - that medkit . . . "
she'd say, shivering again and looking like a fucking volcano.
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"You know I'd never do that.."
He reached out to fix the rag back in place against their forehead. Making sure the blanket was tucked around them securely.
"You've gotta sweat it out..if it gets worse, I'll have to take Jet and go into the city for antibiotics."
@ferusfumus " oh, baby, I know you will . . . "
she'd lean forwards and kissed him softly, deepening it momentarily before pulling back and moving back into her seat, pushing the handbrake down and shifting gears.
" okay, put that things away before it gets anymore ideas . . . "
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some shit and this fever is dragging me through a bed of glass . . .
( shivering, curling up on the lounge a bit more. he could ask Kobra, he was there. watching poison bleed out whilst stitching herself up . . . yep. )
I'm fine . . . Kobra helped me outta the car — ( yeah she drove herself back bleeding out. what other choice did she have 𖤠 ) — and I . . stitched my neck up.
ugh, passed out before I could do my chest . . Jet fixed that one up but . . . now I have a fuckin' infection or
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( Ghoul's water cup just... fucking drops to the ground. Shatters. He doesn't react to it- just watches in disbelief as Poison reveals the severity of their injuries like it's fucking nothing. )
You- 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁ⵑ
( His hands start to shake, his eyes watering, >
@ferusfumus her face was flushed red, lips a bit swollen — but god she had the biggest grin.
" that right there . . . is how much you impressed me . . . "
@ferusfumus even thinking about moving . . . once she did though, she slowly pulled off with a suck and hummed all satisfied ; licking her lips as she got face to face with him.
" good dog . . . "
she'd drawl out all flirtatiously, winking. there was a brim of tears at her waterline and
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