(*´ω｀*) No problem!! I don’t mind “strange” requests~
-Ruki is curled into a ball of blankets, almost buried in every quilt you could find. He’s been complaining of chills for two days now, and even the little nest of blankets doesn’t seem to be helping much.
You’re sitting next to him, combing fingers through his sweat-damp hair. Every so often, a new wave of painful coughs will wrack his little body.
When Ruki looks at you, you’re fairly certain he’s seeing someone else. His eyes flutter open for a minute, staring up at you with a look of utter confusion. Shuddering again, from cold or pain or maybe both, Ruki buries his face in the blankets, a soft, miserable noise leaving him.
“Mother…” he mumbles, almost inaudible, “What are you… doing here..?”
Ruki doesn’t like to talk about what his life was like before staying with you, but you do know that the person he calls “mother” is long dead.
Your own chest is starting to feel tight.
But a minute later, Ruki is gagging, forcing himself upright and vomiting into the little trash can that you’ve started to keep beside the bed. He coughs, chokes, and shivers like he’s falling apart, little eyes scrunched tightly shut.
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