Heyyy....may we perhaps have...saeray taking care of a partner with a really bad cold...😔 maybe with ge ray and suit co-conscious and worrying too I miss them all....😔😔
The fever isn't going down, Ray's voice came in a frenzy as Saeray held the thermometer close to his face. He knew it wasn't great, but they hadn't hit the danger zone just yet. Ray was the type to worry if you were warmer by one degree, but he knew better than to worry for your safety unless it spiked to a place you couldn't take care of while you were resting at home.
Once it became something you would have to go to the hospital for, that was when his heart began to surge.
Saeray set it to the side, knowing the numbers wouldn't change, and began to replace your ice pack with a new one, noting how warm the old one had become in such a short amount of time. You were more or less burning your way through the ice to keep cool. He knew your body was trying its best to fight the infection, but the smallest thing could make the difference between better and worse.
"It's going to take a while for the medication to kick in," he said, not only to reassure himself but to reassure Ray, too. "Their fever won't go down until it has sussed out the problem. All we can do is wait... okay?"
I hate not being able to help them feel better! They're not supposed to feel horrible when we're here to take care of them!
Would you shut up? Saeran scoffed from somewhere nearby. You're not going to help them or us by working yourself up. He's done what he can, and now all we can do is sit here and wait for it to get better or worse. Saeray, try to give them some water so Ray stops whining about what we can't fix. I know you can do that.
But I can't stand seeing them suffer...
Neither can I! You think I enjoy seeing them writhe in pain? No! But we can't do anything! We've run down the list two times over already, and any more, and they won't be able to rest!
Can we read them a story?
...It wouldn't hurt.
I know it's not much, but it always made us feel better when we were sick. I just want them to hear something friendly while they're in pain. If they focus on our voice, at least they'll have someone to guide their heart to sleep.
Saeray couldn't help but sigh. He was happy that they were in better spirits than they had been at the start, but they came up with ideas just before they dawned on him. He supposed he couldn't complain about that, given he was made of their hearts, but it was always odd to be at the front altogether when their plans congealed seamlessly! He couldn't doubt himself, at least.
He grabbed the cup of water from the bedside table and held it next to your lips. "My love, would you like some water?"
You coughed, eyes fraught with delirium as you tried your best to focus on him, but it seemed to be of no avail. He didn't want to let your throat dry out, but he also didn't want to make you choke on a simple sip of water. "Wa... ter?"
"Yes, my love. Would you like to try a sip?"
You did try your best to tilt your head, but it didn't take much before you slumped against the pillow. He tucked one hand under your head and brought the glass to your lips, pouring in just enough water to let your mouth get used to the taste. You seemed to enjoy it, swallowing after it sat in your mouth for a second, and sighing when it sank into your stomach.
That was a good sign, right?
He waited, but when you didn't cough or sputter on your next breath, he knew you could try to answer him. "That's better, right?"
"Mmm..."
I told you so.
Thank you, Saeran, he thought. As you settled back into bed, Saeray plucked his favorite book of fairytales from the shelf and placed it on the edge of the bed so he could locate a peaceful story. And... thank you, Ray. I'm sure this will give them pleasant dreams.
