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Red awoke to the sound of Comic’s heavy breathing from the other end of the bed. Rubbing his eye sockets tiredly, he moved behind his soul mate and wrapped his arms around him, frowning as he felt the heat radiating from his bones.
“sweetheart, you’re burnin’ up. are you ok?” Red asked worriedly, turning Comic’s skull to face him. His face was flushed, sweaty, and his eye lights flickered with the effort of keeping them on. "babe, yer sick, what're ya gettin' up for?"
“…’m fine, not sick…gotta go to work.” He shrugged himself free of Red’s arms and stood up, squeaking when he knees buckled. He squeezed his eye sockets shut in preparation for hitting the floor, but he never did.
When he never hit the floor, he cracked one eye socket open and noticed he was floating a few inches from the floor. Red caught him with blue magic and sighed to himself as Comic blinked dumbly at him, moving and letting Comic gently down on the bed.
“you ain’t goin' nowhere. you’ve been workin’ yerself too hard again and got yerself sick.”
“b-but-” He tried to get up only to be pushed back down by Red.
“i will tie you to this bed if i have to.” He frowned at Comic.
“you mean like we did yesterday? heh.” He suddenly coughed painfully, clutching his chest and groaning. “okay, okay...i’ll go back to sleep.”
“good. i’m gonna get breakfast, ya want anythin’?” Comic hummed thoughtfully at the question.
“summin’ with cherries. they’re sweet and remind me of you!” He grinned lazily as he snuggled back into the blanket. Red rolled his eye lights but couldn’t help but smile as he leaned down to press and kiss to his skull.
“love you, babe.”
“yeah, yeah, i know. now shut up and get some rest.”