Giveaway piece for @raccoon-with-a-pen (I hope you like it! Let me know if you donât please?)
âBack again so soon? I knew you couldnât get enough of me.â Croaks a very sick count lying in bed. The young doctor recruited to help heal lucio simply rolled his purple eyes, setting up his tools on the bedside table.
âDeep breath in.â Jasper commands, pressing a cold stethoscope to the once muscled and toned chest, which had been reduced to a malnutritioned skeleton. Lucio gripes at the cold sensation, but does as told.
âHave you been taking the pills I told you to take?â The young doctor asks suspiciously, pulling the tool back and returns it to its original place around his pale and freckled neck, just barely peeking through the collar of his uniform.
Lucio wrinkles his nose. âNo, they taste disgusting.â He barks, crossing his arms like a defiant child.
âLucio, youâre supposed to swallow the pills, not eat them.â
â...Right, of course. I knew that.â The blondeâs pale face became blotchy as it attempted to blush. Jasper sighes, and glances around the room, noting the scattered and emptied wine bottles.
âHave you been drinking..?â Jasper could feel irritation slowly building up towards the stubborn man laying in bed, wasting away. They had spent a considerable amount of time together these past few weeks, and the younger man felt like they had grown close, so this was obviously upsetting to him.
âMaybe..â Lucio reluctantly admits, looking away sheepishly. Jasper looks down, trying to control his breathing for several moments of uncomfortable silence.
âDo you even want to get better?â He finally asks, looking into the gray, sunken in eyes intensely. Lucio scoffs, sticking up his nose.
âOf course I do. What kind of question is that?! You should stop asking stupid questions and figure out how to heal me already.â He snaps in a snotty voice. Jasper shakes his head, and glares at the count.
âSwallow the pills. No more alcohol. Iâll be back tomorrow.â With that, he swiftly stands up, and leaves the protesting count.
Once in the hall, he leans against it with a sigh, moving the cloth that covers his nose and mouth down. Nothing had been working, he couldnât figure out why. Usually the treatments helped other plague victims at least a little bit, but nothing would work with lucio. A gloved hand ran through his carmel curls in frustration.
The next day, Jasper returns, and notes with delight that there are no longer any wine bottles laying around the counts room.
âAnd the pills? Did you take them properly?â He asks, suspicion tinting his voice as he looks down at the man. Lucio nods, making a face at him dramatically.
âYes, yes. Stop nagging me already.â A huff escapes the counts thinning lips as he avoids the doctors amethyst gaze.
Jasper canât help the smile that crosses his face, glad that the mask covers it as he sits down next to the count.
âGood. Now, Iâve brought you some soup.â Jasper says, using magic to heat up the bowl in his hands to the perfect temperature. He proceeds to feed the count, who doesnât mind in the slightest.
âDid you make this?â Asks a pleasantly surprised voice after gulping down several spoonfuls.
âYes. Why? Is it not good?â
âNo, no, it isnât bad.â Lucio admits, not one to outright compliment anyone other than himself really. Jasper felt his chest ever so slightly fill with pride, and he silently continued to feed the count. Once it was all gone, and all of the other tests had been completed, Jasper stands up to leave.
âWait, Donât leave.â Lucio quickly says, voice slightly cracking. He covers it up by quickly saying, âI still havenât told you about the time I defeated the crazy king of the southern isles.â Lucio put on a charming grin, but his plague ridden eyes showed jasper the truth; he didnât want to be alone yet. Jasper sat down on the bed, and nodded. Lucio then launched into the story, retelling it with as much enthusiasm as the dying man could muster up. After the third coughing fit, Jasper had to stop him.
âAlright, I think thatâs enough for today. Get some sleep. Iâll be back tomorrow.â With that, Jasper left once again.
Later that night, while working with a group of other plague doctors down in the dungeons, he grew angry. They wouldnât stop talking about how great it would be once lucio finally keeled over, and how he was such an annoyance. Jasper stormed out, mid-autopsy. He ended up at the counts door, and slid down the wall next to it.
He was awoken a couple of hours later by a wet tongue sliding across his face. Mercedes sat there excitedly, wiggling his whole body upon seeing the doctor now awake. The dog barked at him, causing him to jump a bit and hurriedly hush the excited creature.
âWhere's your brother hmm?â Jasper whispers after a few moments of happily rubbing the dogs belly. A wet cough draws his attention to the door, seeing the count lazily leaning against it, while petting the other dog who sat at his wobbly feet.
âSo were you just going to sleep there all night or were you going to come in?â Lucio asked, smirking slightly. Jasper huffed.
âWhy arenât you asleep? I deliberately told you to get some rest.â
âWhy arenât you? One sleep deprived doctor is enough.â He grumbles in response. Jasper lets out an amused chuff, and stands up, not bothering to pull up his mask.
âAlmost all of the doctors are sleep deprived, lucio.â
âWhatever. Thatâs their own fault. Now get in here and help me back to my bed.â
âWhy are you up anyways?â
âI.. I couldnât sleep. I usually drink at this time to help but..â This causes jasper to smile slightly as he helped the count into bed.
âBut I asked you not to.â
âMore like demanded.â Grumbles Lucio, tugging the younger man onto the bed.
âLucio, I canât stay here..â Jasper says reluctantly, but makes no move to escape the frail grasp of the count, feeling the dogs hop up onto the bed in the darkness.
âYou can and you will,â Â Lucio says cockily at first, but adds on in a quieter and fragile tone, âplease..â
Jasper lets out a heavy sigh, before settling into the bed. âHow annoying.â He grumbles in a slightly teasing tone, but laces his fingers with the secretly lonely man beside him. With that, the two manage to drift off into a peaceful sleep.
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