Namine opened her eyes, seeing Roxas standing in front of her with a glass of water and some medicine. She sat herself up, ignoring the fact that she was no longer under the warmth of her blankets. "Thank you," she said softly, reaching out one hand and grabbing the water while the other gently took the pills out of Roxas' open palm.
Okie dokie, I'll be checking in. =)
Namine worked her way under the covers of her bed, rolling over onto her side and curling up as she shivered. She was really burning up, but at the same time, she felt freezing cold. She pulled the sheets up to her chin as she shut her eyes, wishing that the cold would vanish as quickly as it had appeared.
Every Day- Rascal Flatts
"Okay," Namine whispered, giving Roxas a faint nod. Her bangs came down into her eyes further, but she didn't bother to correct it, not really caring about how she looked. She knew that her cold already made her look awful, and there wasn't anything she could do to fix that.
Namine opened her eyes when she felt herself being set down on something soft, the action surprising her for some reason. The period of being held in Roxas' arms went by very quickly; it hardly felt like it had been more than two seconds. This fever's really getting to me, she realized, blinking at the thought.
I hate to say it, but I really should get to bed. xD After my next post, I'm off. See you later!
Namine exhaled a breath, her heart skipping a beat at Roxas lifting her off the couch. Of course, she thought, finally catching onto what Roxas' words had meant earlier. That's why things wouldn't be a problem. He's carried me before, after all. The blond girl kept her eyes shut as she leaned her forehead lightly against his neck, feeling comforted in her haze by Roxas' close presence.
"'Kay," Namine whispered, keeping her eyes shut. She felt Roxas' hand still against her cheek, and it felt cool compared to her own skin. I must have a pretty high fever, she realized weakly, the thought crossing her mind as she wished she would simply melt away at Roxas' touch instead of causing him worry and feeling awful herself.
Namine shut her eyes at the gentle stroking, lightly leaning her head against the hand. "Hmm?" she hummed, not quite sure what Roxas was saying because of the haze she was in. She knew that he wasn't trying to say anything tricky or confusing, and she was just too out of it to comprehend the meaning behind his words.
Namine bit down on her lip lightly, opening her eyes at Roxas' gentle words. "...I don't know if I can move," she said softly, not liking to admit how weak this cold made her. "I feel so tired..." Her eyes became more moist as she looked down to the side of the couch, feeling vulnerable and tired and lousy over all.
Namine lifted her eyes to Roxas', recognizing that he spoke the truth. "Yeah, I am," she said softly, a quiet sigh leaving her as she closed her eyes. She hated being sick, but denying the truth wasn't going to make the cold go away, so there wasn't much point in lying and saying she was fine.
Namine looked down towards Roxas' chest, too tired to keep her eyes up as she thought about the question. "Not very long," she said after a few moments of silence. "Five minutes? Ten tops." Shows how easily I get sick, she mused, unhappy at the thought. She hated being sick, but it happened often enough that she was used to dealing with it. This one, though, was making her feel much more awful than a cold normally did.
Namine blinked, taking in Roxas' words as she forced herself to fully open her eyes. "I don't feel too good, either," she confessed softly, putting a lot of effort into actually getting the words out. Why was she so exhausted? She had slept through the night without a problem, but it felt as if she had gotten no sleep at all.
The words reached Namine's ears slowly, the girl feeling in a haze from the fever. "Mm?" she murmured, not sure exactly what that was supposed to mean. After a few seconds, she forced her eyes open halfway, looking up at Roxas with rosy pink cheeks.
Despite her fever, Namine shivered faintly, cold and hot at the same time. Ugh...she thought in disgust, tears forming behind her closed eyelids. I have awful luck, don't I? Why do I always get sick from the smallest storms?
Namine bit down on her lip again at the grunt, fearing that she had accidentally woken Roxas. She opened her eyes a crack and lifted a hand, lightly setting it on Roxas' knee before her eyes fell shut once again.
Namine bit her lip lightly and took in a breath, leaning her hot forehead lightly against Roxas' neck. This is awful...she thought, eyes shut in weakness. Why is it that I have to get sick, now of all times?
Namine exhaled a heavy breath, feeling her eyes become moist. She realized numbly that she was sick, but she didn't have the energy to get medicine. She sighed in tiredness and leaned back into Roxas, shutting her eyes as she sagged into his body.
Sure thing. xD
