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Rey throws up her hands. "Ben."
Another sniffle. "What?"
"The stomach ache when we went to Theed? I'm the one who ate all that sweetbread. The flu two months ago? The one you "just couldn't seem to shake" and had for twice as long as average? The muscle aches after training? The Wroshry tree allergies on Kashyyyk-"
"-those are actually mine." Ben freezes, jaw clamping shut at the realization of what he's just said.
"A-hah!" Rey crows. "You are doing it." Her face softens, one fingertip reaching out to touch a blue tinged cheek. "You don't have to, you know. I can handle it." She leans forward. "Ben. Beloved. Other half of my soul….give me back my cold."
"No." Ben sniffles. "Shan't."
In which Rey realizes that she does not, in fact, have an iron clad constitution.
Just a quick silly little fic.
