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Foolish limped inside from his recent build, noticing his boyfriends cuddling on the couch. He quietly shut the back door and limped into the bathroom, not wanting to disturb them.
He used the bathroom counter as support. He took off his shark poncho and examined the purple, almost brown, bruise that contracted against his golden skin. He had fallen a bit ago while building but he hadn't realized how bad it was. Not only that, his legs were killing him.
Never had he been able to feel the soreness he knew was supposed to be there. It fucking sucked.
He bandaged his shoulder, he knew it wasn't broken but the pressure helped the pain a bit.
He put his poncho back on and contemplated how he was gonna get past his boyfriends without them noticing the pain he was in.
He decided to just quietly move past them to their bedroom as he had done to get to the bedroom.
He made it to their bedroom door when he heard the smallest of the three yell out to him.
"Foosh! We didn't hear you come in. Wanna cuddle with us?" Ponk asked, poking his head over the back of the couch.
Foolish turned and leaned against the door frame, "No, I was actually about to go to bed."
"Oh, well we can come to the bed with you"
"No, it's ok. I'm just gonna go to sleep, good night."
"Ok, night, love you." Ponk went back to cuddling Sam, laying his head on the other's chest.
Foolish crawled under the covers and pulled them over himself. His muscles finally resting, he drifted to sleep.
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Foolish got up earlier the next day.
He quietly wiggled out from the grasp of his lovers and, despite his legs still begging him to stop, he went outside and continued to work.
A few hours in and he started to realize something wasn't right.
Every brick he picked up and placed seemed to be heavier than the last. His arms and torso started aching and he couldn't take it anymore. He once again went inside, Sam had left to work a bit ago and Ponk was on the couch watching some tv show. Foolish snuck to the bathroom again.
He undid the clips that held the corset-like golden yellow cloth around his torso, letting it fall to the floor. His eyes widened as he ran his hand over what used to be his abs. Now, there was barely anything. Not only that but, due to being half totem, his skin always had a metal factor to it especially on his torso making his skin abnormally hard but now his skin just felt like, well, skin.
He quickly picked the cloth back up and clipped it back in place, hearing someone approach the bathroom. He opened the door to a surprised Ponk.
"Hey, I heard noises coming from the bathroom and came to check it out. I didn't hear you come inside again, I guess."
"Uh, yeah. Anyways I better get back to -" Foolish was caught off by the other grabbing his hand and pulling him to the couch.
"Nope! You own me some cuddles!"
"But -"
"Nope!"
Ponk flopped onto the couch, pulling the other on top of him.
Foolish sighed, "Fine," that watched the show together.
It didn't take long for Ponk to realize how uncomfortable Foolish was.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine."
That was the truth, he wasn't uncomfortable cuddling with the other, he was just worried about the other noticing the change under the cloth. The others had pointed out being able to feel the other's abs multiple times before while they were cuddling and how much they like how muscular he was. No way was he gonna let that change, especially when he has no idea why they're gone.
"Hm, ok." Ponk shrugged it off and focused back on the tv.
Foolish finally moved to where he was comfortable and able to keep the bottom half off of the other when someone knocked at the door.
Foolish sat up, his muscles still aching "I'll get it." He walked over to the door.
As soon as he opened the door, three little people zoomed past him. Fuck, he completely forgot the kids and Michelle we're supposed to have a playdate here today.
"Hey, you three stop running before you get hurt!" Puffy approached the door. "Sorry, they got a little excited and ran ahead of me."
"It's fine, they're wild." Foolish pulled his father into a hug.
"Ain't that the truth. Well, I better get back home, love ya son." Puffy hugged her son back then left.
Foolish closed the door and turned around to see the three kids on top of Ponk, watching tv. "I'll go make some food," Foolish walked to the kitchen and made sandwiches for the five of them and got some juice boxes.
Ponk sat up, the kids sitting beside him and Foolish sitting beside the kids, they eat their food while Ponk and Jr argued on what show they should watch. It was between How to train your Dragon and SpongeBob Squarepants.
The girls just watched the two go back and forth.
"Foolish, what do you think we should watch?" Ponk turned to Foolish to end their debate.
"Hm, we should watch How to Train your Dragon," Foolish said, taking the last bite of his sandwich.
"Yes!" Jr practically jumped off the couch.
Ponk gasped, dramatically "The betrayal!"
Foolish smirked, shrugging, and got up to get some blankets as Jr grabbed the remote and turned it on.
They watched Httyd until they eventually fell asleep on the couch.
It was dark and Foolish was woken up by the front door opening. His other lover laid his torrent down and walked over to him. "Welcome home, how was the prison?"
"It was fine, I'll put the kids in their beds, get Ponk, k?" Sam kissed the other's forehead and picked Jr up and took him to his room.
"Ok," Foolish stood up, immediately regretting it. He hissed in pain as his leg cramped.
Sam walked back into the living room, to get the other two kids, "You ok?"
"Yup, fine." Foolish pushed through it, picking Ponk up and taking him to their room. He laid him down then laid down beside him.
Sam came into their room not too late after and laid down on the other side of Ponk.
"I put Michelle in Fin's bed with her." Sam settled under the covers.
"Mk," Foolish barely responded.
"You sure your ok?"
"Yeah... 'm Just tired ok,"
Sam scanned Foolish's face but left it alone and leaned over and gave both of his boys a kiss on the cheek. "G'night, love you."
"Love you too,"
They drifted to sleep.
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Foolish was barely able to drag himself out of bed, his eyes refusing to open due to the light that came into the room from the window
He woke up alone.
He tried to force himself out of bed but he eventually gave in and laid back down, going back to sleep.
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Foolish rubbed his eyes, finally waking up. It wasn't as bright in the room as before. It was nighttime. Shit, that's going to fuck up his sleep schedule.
He was still alone. Weird.
He sat up and looked at the clock, 11 pm. His lovers were usually in bed by now. He decided to get up and look for them.
He got up from the bed, his headache becoming very clear. "Shit." He pinched the bridge of his nose and continued to leave the room.
He walked into the living room and was immediately greeted by his creeper lover. "Hey, hon..." Sam stopped in his tracks. "Are you alright? You don't look too good."
It was then when he realized just how lightheaded he was getting. He tried to force a sentence out but it didn't work, he could all stutter. This made Sam even more worried than he had already been.
Foolish's vision started to blur and before he knew it he was losing his balance. Noticing this, Sam quickly went to go support Foolish by pulling the other arm over his shoulders and slowly walking him to the couch.
Sam sat Foolish down and yelled something Foolish couldn't understand.
God, he had just woken up, why was he so tired all of a sudden? He barely realized when he had passed out.
This made Sam and Ponk, who sam had called over a second ago, even more worried. They immediately rushed to help their unconscious boyfriend, even if they didn't know what was going on with him.
Ponk went to g get a damp rag while Sam laid the totem down on his back and took off any constricting clothing, he took off his Hawaiian shirt and the corset-like cloth. Sam noticed the difference in the totem's body but decided it wasn't important for right now. Ponk came back with the damp rag and a water bottle.
"What the hell happened?" Ponk asked, worry in his voice.
"I have no idea. He just came in came from the bedroom, not looking too well and the next thing I know he's passing out." Sam took the rag from Ponk and started rubbing his forehead with it.
"He was probably working too hard again. Stoopid."
Sam laid the rag across his forehead, he stayed quiet. Yeah, Foolish tended to overwork. A lot actually but it never got this bad. Plus he's just been acting weird in general. Sam was knocked out of his thoughts when the man on the couch started to toss and turn.
His eyes opened slowly and he groaned in pain.
Sam placed his hand on Foolish's chest, keeping him from moving too much. "Hey baby, you ok? Anything injured?" Sam asked.
Foolish groaned before answering, "No, just sore."
"That's good. Think you can sit up?"
"Yeah."
Sam carefully sat the other up on the couch, he instantly leaned back onto the couch. Ponk handed him the water bottle, "Here, drink this."
Foolish gladly excepted the drink for his throat was extremely dry for reasons he didn't know. He almost drank it all before his lovers stopped him. "Woah, slow down. You'll make yourself sick. " Sam warned. "Sorry."
"It's fine, love. Just be careful."
Foolish nodded his head.
Ponk sat beside him on the couch, Sam sitting on the other side. "Baby, do you know what happened? Why'd you faint like that?"
Foolish was silent for a second. He knew he'd have to tell them what was happening sooner or later but he'd rather not have it gone this way but oh well. He explained everything to his boyfriends.
"Baby, why didn't you tell us sooner?" Ponk asked.
"I- I don't know, I guess I was just scared of how you'd react. I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys sooner." Foolish apologized.
"It's alright you just need to tell us stuff like this, ok?" Sam reassured the other.
Foolish nodded his head.
"Come on, let's go cuddle!" Ponk said taking both Sam's and Foolish's hands and leading them to their bedroom.