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“Hey –” but there was no use protesting. By the time he was set down, he was feeling even dizzier than before, and nauseated. “Ugh…” He’d been toughing it out until this point, but now that he was in bed… he was really feeling it, and he wasn’t sure how he’d been going on as long as he had. “… fine… bring me some Tylenol too, while you’re at it.” He felt heavy and sore, like every bone in his body was bruised from the fever. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so shitty.
Flint sighed, pushing a hand through Volkner’s hair as he set the man down in their bed. the man down. He could feel the heat coming ff of his partner’s forehead. “Yeah,” he said, pressing his lips onto Volkner’s hot forehead “I’m getting you some water too,” Flint frowned. He was worried. He made sure to take the sheets and blankets off of Volkner before he settled in, not wanting him to overheat more.
After he returned, he handed the bottle of water to Volkner, two Tylenol pills in his hand. “Here,” he said. “You’re really pushing yourself too hard lately, y’know?”
