Room 308, Sunday Afternoon

[hoorayimrich]

After a very long talk with Mrs. Rhodes about going to the clinic the moment he got a fever, had more pain than the doctors said was healthy, or did something stupid enough to open any stitches... Tony was back in his dorm room

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[momslilassassin]

Ben tapped on the door with his foot because his hands were full of milkshakes and bacta patches.

"Special delivery!"

[hoorayimrich]

"Door's open!" What, did you expect him to get up anytime soon?

[momslilassassin]

"Good," Ben said, "because if you got out of bed, there would have been yelling."

He held out one of the milkshakes. "Chocolate?"

[hoorayimrich]

"I knew you loved me, Skywalker," Tony said, carefully pushing himself to an upright position on the bed.

[momslilassassin]

"Don't tell Steph or Ender," Ben teased, sitting down carefully next to Tony. "Ours is a secret love."

[hoorayimrich]

"My lips our sealed," he promised, just breathing for a moment now. Maybe his 'let's not take the pain killers!' plan wasn't working out as well as he'd hoped. "If I end up the size of a house from the milkshakes, we're breaking up."

[momslilassassin]

"You'll jog it off later," Ben said. "Weeks later." He tilted his head. "Are you being stupid and not taking your meds?"

[hoorayimrich]

"No." Yes. "I took those giant antibiotics."

[momslilassassin]

"You know you're allowed to take them more than once, right?" asked Ben, the giant "I'll just walk it off" hypocrite.

[hoorayimrich]

"Every... eight hours. I think." He hadn't actually paid attention when Mr. Rhodes explained it.

[momslilassassin]

"And how long has it been since the last one?" Ben asked, sipping from his own milkshake.

[hoorayimrich]

"This morning. I had to take it in front of Mrs. Rhodes." Because she knew Tony.

[momslilassassin]

"And you have an alarm to remind you to take the next one?" Ben asked with a smile. "I've seen you when you get focused. You forget to sleep and shower."

[hoorayimrich]

"...I could probably do that." A beat. "I'm not that bad, though."

[momslilassassin]

"You are," Ben said. "But that's okay. I get pretty focused too, and so does Ender, so you're in good company."

Or insane company. Whichever.

[hoorayimrich]

Insane company most likely.

Tony took a sip of his milkshake, more than happy for anything non-hospital made at the moment. "It could be worse. I could grow weird facial hair in my focused state."