Sick Leave

[silverlunettes]

Who: Reim Lunettes and Xerxes Break
When: Last week, going with Friday afternoon.
Where: Their house.
Summary: Reim is sick and stuck in bed, leaving Break to care for him. Should be a good time.
Warnings: All of the cuteness. Other warnings maybe added

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[break_xerxes]

Reim being ill wasn't just a pain for the glasses clad busy-bodie; oh no no no, it was causing Break all kinds of mishaps! For a start who was there to make him his cups of tea? to fetch him cake from the kitchen or walk him around the port? Yes, with Reim out of action, Break had found it rather hard to get on with his everyday life too.

What Oscar might have known, and Reim might not have, was that a certain lump under the bed sheets didn't belong to the sniffling male, no, the hitched up fabric that moved in a zig-zag pattern under the foot of the covered bed, was non other than a certain Clown.

" Aiyah~ bless you~ "

He called, sitting up and pulling the bed sheets around his shoulders as he did so, smiling a cheeky smirk at his sneezing co-worker, sitting there on the bed over top of Reim.

[silverlunettes]

What the-?!

"XERXES BREAK!"

His voice sounded far more horse than normal, and yelling certainly didn't help. He coughed a few times before glaring at Break.

"What are you doing in my bed?! Get out!"

Don't mind Reim, eating nothing but soup for a few days and staying bedridden will do that to this busy-man. Oscar doesn't seem to mind though. In fact, he barks and hops toward Break, licking him once in the face before jumping around on the bed, looking for something else to chase. All that energy!

[break_xerxes]

That's the spirit!

"My my~ someone's got a frog in his throat hasn't he?"

Smiling, staying sat in place and tipping his head aside and tapping Reim on his red and runny nose, pulling a tissue from his long and baggy sleeves, nipping that sore looking nose lightly and in effect cleaning it. See~ he was just trying to be nice was all.

Oscar was cute, but Break was glad the pup bounced off, he didn't want to be distracted from looking after Reim now did he?

[silverlunettes]

Reim wants to bat Break's hand away - no reason for the other to get sick - but he doesn't. Even if he tried to stop Break, nothing he could say or do would get Break to listen to him. So, Reim just let's Break do whatever he wants.

"That's because I'm not feeling well."

Slowly, Reim tosses the tennis ball to the floor. Oscar barks and runs after it, skidding into the hall.