dirkjohn sickfic i wrote
Usually Dirk could work through multiple days in his workshop without needing sleep. He should sleep, as Lil’ Hal routinely reminded him, but if he could still work and function at a moderate level why should he sleep? John was fully capable of taking care of himself and had already gone down to the workshop a few times to check in on Dirk--which was unnecessary. Dirk was fine. Maybe he had to stop a few more times than normal, but that could’ve just been because the project was more difficult (which it was). That must’ve been it. Just a higher difficulty. Yeah...
That was why John heard a rather loud thump from downstairs as if something had fallen off a shelf. Dirk was quite meticulous about his positioning of projects so surely something hadn’t fallen...right?
Floating down the stairs (because who needs to walk when you’re a god?) John realized all sound but the constant buzzing of Hal’s main computer had stopped. This was quite concerning.
Rushing now, John burst through the workshop door to a fairly surprising sight. Dirk had collapsed on the floor and Hal’s screen was blinking a faint red of new messages, a mix of trying to get Dirk’s attention and self-flagellation for not noticing his declining state sooner.
Shaking his head, John checked his boyfriend’s pulse and breathing and moved to carry him upstairs to the couch. He regretted not checking on him sooner or at least asking Hal to be more persistent. He probably should’ve gone down to check his water bottle and make sure he ate recently. Dirk tended to neglect basic needs when he was absorbed in a project and had to be reminded of such when zoned in.
With an affectionate “You’re so stupid sometimes,” John deposited Dirk onto the couch--making sure he’d be comfortable when he came back to the land of the waking. John knew Dirk wouldn’t say anything was off, but he’s learned to pick up on his boyfriend’s tells.
With Dirk properly situated on the couch, John sighed and turned back to his movie.
Dirk needed to run diagnostics he needed to check the board check the code make sure it ran needed to answer Hal needed to needed to needed to--
He needed to get off the couch?
Dirk needed to get off the couch. Or at the very least put his shades back on, seeing as they’ve fallen off somewhere between being put on the couch and shooting awake. Hal didn’t seem impressed to be ignored for so long as John wasn’t responding to him and Dirk was incapacitated. He was very worried about his creator, no matter how much he tried to hide it.
Looking around, Dirk noticed a note telling him John was at work and going to be picking a few things up on his way back. The note also mentioned that Dirk should drink some water, but he quickly disregarded that as he tried to stand up--and promptly fell back onto the couch.
Fighting a wave of dizziness, Dirk looked longer at the side table and noticed a very smiley-sticker’d up water bottle waiting for him right within grabbing distance. Smiling faintly, Dirk sent a mental thanks to his wonderful boyfriend as he drank about half the bottle in one go before laying back down and waiting for John to get back to properly thank him.