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starchildwaiting :
“Chris!” Elliott’s voice was hoarse as he struggled to push himself out of the covers, bedhead prominent and sweatpants the ones full of holes and only patched up partially that he only wore when feeling particularly shitty. Usually even at home he wouldn’t be caught dead in something that was so far from fashion friendly.
When he failed and dropped back down he pouted a little but turned on his side to watch Chris. “That sounds amazing. How are you so good at taking care of me? You’re going to have to help me up, though, I think my body might be in some form of sick paralysis,” he said sagely.
Chris watched as he struggled with a small sympathetic frown. He knew Elliott was stretching himself too thin and it was about time he intervened. So once his friend gave up wrestling with the sheets, he steppped in, gently tugging the offending fabric from around Elliott and pulling it aside, helping the man lie on his back again. “There you go. Please try not to hurt yourself” He said softly brushing his hair off his forehead. Somewhere in his mind a little voice said he should hold back from showing emotion or else Elliott would figure out he had a crush on him, but his heart yelled back he’s hurting I help. “And this is just your body complaining you’ve been tiring it out, Elliott. It just need a little care and it’ll be fine” he smiled and picked up the remote control, offering it to the man “Pick a movie? I’ll grab our tea and I’ll be with you in no time.” He said with smile going back to the kitchen and coming back with two steamy mugs and a bottle of vitamins and cold medicine he offered to Elliott before putting their mugs down and sliding under the covers with him “So? What are we watching?”















