(drabbles) Fever & Faithful (G) Eagle of the Ninth: Gen (OT3 Marcus/Cottia/Esca)
10_hurt_comfort prompt #3 - Sick.
Cottia fell victim to it first. Disease spread like a fire through the small estate, catching first the hired workers, those who toiled and ran themselves thin and burned from too long spent outdoors. They fell one by one into a fevered coma.
Cottia was the first who lived in the house. She had looked pale and weak when they shook her from bed, her movements unsteady as she dressed. Esca was the one who caught her. Her steps plodding to a halt before she swayed once, mouth parting in shocked misery, before she tipped forward into his waiting arms.
10_hurt_comfort prompt #4 - Broken.
There wasn't anything noticeable in the way Marcus carried out his business during the week the fever had Cottia in it's thrall. Esca trailed after him, lingering in archways, hiding behind walls and listening to his friend's steady breathing as he moved through his life.
But there was always something, a small tick, a little hiccup of gasped air that let Esca know all was not right.
It wasn't until he caught Marcus one morning, head bent over a bowl of fresh water with his knuckles white around the rim that he let his thoughts pass. Marcus' heart was breaking.
10_hurt_comfort
Injured
Love
Sick
Broken
Emotion
Lonely
Jealousy
Tears
Fear
Fight
04/10
Cottia fell victim to it first. Disease spread like a fire through the small estate, catching first the hired workers, those who toiled and ran themselves thin and burned from too long spent outdoors. They fell one by one into a fevered coma.
Cottia was the first who lived in the house. She had looked pale and weak when they shook her from bed, her movements unsteady as she dressed. Esca was the one who caught her. Her steps plodding to a halt before she swayed once, mouth parting in shocked misery, before she tipped forward into his waiting arms.
10_hurt_comfort prompt #4 - Broken.
There wasn't anything noticeable in the way Marcus carried out his business during the week the fever had Cottia in it's thrall. Esca trailed after him, lingering in archways, hiding behind walls and listening to his friend's steady breathing as he moved through his life.
But there was always something, a small tick, a little hiccup of gasped air that let Esca know all was not right.
It wasn't until he caught Marcus one morning, head bent over a bowl of fresh water with his knuckles white around the rim that he let his thoughts pass. Marcus' heart was breaking.
10_hurt_comfort
Injured
Love
Sick
Broken
Emotion
Lonely
Jealousy
Tears
Fear
Fight
04/10