Possible Hurt/Comfort

[frailestreplica]

If anyone were to pass the partially open door, they would likely hear the occasional coughing or sniffles from the lump under the disheveled bedding. Ion had gotten sick in keeping a sick friend company. He'd do it again too, because being alone when you were sick was a miserable experience and he had no idea what to do aside from curl up in bed

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[hamster_lord]

Amaimon knew something was wrong, he could feel it. He began to search through the entire hotel, his nose leading through the smell of aphrodisiac and sex and towards his familiar. He had to find him. If something had happened to his beloved pet he had no idea what he would do. It took him some time before he finally found the open door and heard the coughing coming from the other side. He burst into the room and ran over to the bed, his eyes taking in the sickly form of his familiar.

"Ion?! ION!" He touched the boy's head, fearing the worst. Something was wrong, he was hurt. Why? Why was his pet in pain?!

[frailestreplica]

Ion winced a little, the demon's voice seeming too loud, but he placed a hand on Amaimon's arm. He wasn't hurt just shivering and ill. "I'm okay, there's no need to be so concerned." His voice was a little hoarse though.

[hamster_lord]

The demon grew quiet and ran a hand through his familiar's green hair. His face still held a concerned expression. "But...you seem wrong. What is it? What happened?"

[frailestreplica]

Ion sighed, the fingers through his hair soothing somewhat. "I was helping my sick friend-" He broke off, coughing into the blankets and shivering more despite how warm he was to the touch. "...I seem to have gotten sick as well."

[hamster_lord]

"Let me lay with you." Amaimon threw off his jacket, his boots, and his shirt. He climbed into the bed and snuggled close to his familiar. This wasn't good, this was bad. Illnesses were bad.

"Will you live? Can...can I do anything to make you better?"

[frailestreplica]

Ion chuckled softly snuggling into Amaimon and enjoying his warmth. The demon sounded like he knew less about being sick than Ion did. "I'll be fine. I just need to rest. And to not eat anything. It won't stay down."

[hamster_lord]

"Then I'll stay with you until you're better. I'm not leaving." Amaimon snuggled closer to Ion and kissed his forehead.

[frailestreplica]

"You won't get sick?" Ion asked, nestling against the demon more. Not being alone definitely helped, but he didn't want to risk getting Amaimon sick too.

[hamster_lord]

"I won't. Demons don't get sick." He held his familiar close and nuzzled his forehead with his nose.

[frailestreplica]

"Okay." Ion cuddled as close as he could and tucked his face into Amaimon's neck, taking comfort from the familiar scent.