Hawks ~ Sick

Yeah, I did. *kisses his nose* Now stop being weird and sleep.

*laughs weakly and nuzzles into her neck* You're such a nerd. *his voice trails off sleepily* But you're my nerd... and you're warm.

yeah yeah, sleep now, nerd later *strokes his hair*

*Hawks had to take a day off since he's sick. You also had to take a day off so you could take care of him. Right now, Hawks is lying in bed with a cold cloth resting on his warm forehead, refusing to take the medicine you're trying to give him.* Hawks: *Turns his head away* I don't want it.

You want chicken?

*Hawks' eyes light up at the mention of his favorite food.* Chicken?

(I take the endaover plush away)

*reaches desperately* No! Not the- *voice cracks* You wouldn't...

3

*the next day u are now sick as well*

*groans softly* ...you totally did this on purpose, didn't you?

*Hawks smirks, not even trying to hide it* Who, me? *He leans over and touches your forehead* Well, well... looks like you're burning up too. What a shame.