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“Ugh.”
Protag was lovingly awakened by what felt like a pair of scissors stabbing into one of his eyes. He rubbed the palm of his hand into it-
“ggGAOW-!”
He shot upright, his hand hovering over his eye as it throbbed along with his heartbeat, clutching his chest with his other hand wishing his heart would calm the heck down so he could think clearly.
“Mmng…love?” Crap.
A hand traced its way up his back and landed on his shoulder, squeezing it slightly as his partner pulled his way upright. “Hey, morning love, another one?” Protag’s head is pulled up slightly as coworker placed a hand on his forehead, his teary eyes fully in view.
Coworkers eyes widened, “are they that bad???” He cradles protag’s head with both hands looking at him with eyes that looked more like Protag was bleeding out on the sheets than waking up with a migraine. One of his thumbs wipes away a little tear that escaped.
“No- no.” Protag made his voice a neutral as he could, attempting a smile but it came out kind of wobbly, mostly from the pain then anything else, “just watery, not crying.” His smile dropped as fast as it came, any vision he had being replaced with a CRT tv static.
Coworker slips his hands off protag, then himself off the bed, “I’m gonna get you some painkillers-“
Protag moves the sheets off the bed, “no no, you don’t have to- GAH-“
Something soft and fabricy hit his face with a loud THUD. It fell, revealing one of their spare blankets that lands with a puff on his lap. “Shush your face. And lay back down while your at it- you said laying in the dark helps right?”
“Not when I have to get ready for work.”
“Well good thing you don’t have to.”
“Wh- huh??? ”
Coworker pushes back Protags hair, giving him a lil forehead kiss, “uh, yeah. I’m not letting you go to work like this.“
“But- I-“
“ Please, love, just lay back down.”
Protag looked up at his stubborn partner, meaning to give him his most sincere look of disapproval before getting up anyway, before a beam of light from the window directly hits his eyes.
He flinches his arm up to cover them, his brain already feeling like it’s being baked in a 100 degree oven.
Another kiss is delicately placed in his hair. “Please?”
“…alright. fine.”
“Good!” His face is gently lifted up again, a hand covering his eyes partially, him kissing his lips, “you just lay your pretty little head back down- and make sure to actually rest please.”
Coworker pecks him on the cheek, and then his forehead, then his widdle button nose-
“Alright alright- as much as I love your kisses you still need to get ready.”
Coworker huffs, “fiiiiineeeee.” he sneaks one last peck on his lips before slowly backing away to their closet, holding Protags hand until he’s too far away, reluctantly letting it go.
“You rest, ok? I’ll be fine at work all by myself, I promise~”
Protag sighs, softly placing his head back into his pillow. “Somehow I highly doubt that.”