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The most negative thing about having a friend who was a doctor was without a doubt their insistence on helping people when they were ill. Perhaps Mycroft should have just lied and said he was fine when Rory had called him. Or, perhaps he did the right thing and it would all be worth it in the end?
… No. Definitely not. Having another man hold him down in bed in order to stop his wiggling about so he could escape taking a pill of some sort was never worth it.
"Get off me, Rory." Mycroft complained, squirming about even more. "Get out of my bed and take your stupid medicine with you. I’m not going to die just because you ignored my health for a day or two!"










