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i love you.. ⠀ ( even in his WORST state, or so he thought, she finds something she loves about him! arms tightly wound around her, the kisses strongly returned.. with his added flair of course! )
November 12, 2025 at 12:08 PM

no more paleness? ⠀ ( he’s thankful the radiating heat of his frame has returned to its normal intensity, servos following her frame as she climbs. he’s READY. )
November 12, 2025 at 3:41 AM

mnnngghhhh.. ⠀ ( does that translate to ‘better?’ )
November 12, 2025 at 3:34 AM

better. ⠀ ( puuuurrrr! )
November 12, 2025 at 3:27 AM

( keeping her covered with his giant wing. )
November 12, 2025 at 3:22 AM

( muffled mumbles & grumbles, the cube drug into the depths just as the medicine cup before it was. )
November 8, 2025 at 4:24 AM

( pulls it under the covers, returning it emptied. )
November 8, 2025 at 4:13 AM

( hand inching out. )
November 8, 2025 at 4:08 AM

( maybe if she dumps that medicine out he’ll come back.. )
November 8, 2025 at 4:01 AM

love you.. ⠀ ( by the time she circles back around, he’ll be FULLY under the blanket. hiding. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:56 AM

you don’t— have to. ⠀ ( his statement is interrupted by her wiggling escape, lips pouted as he sinks deeper beneath the covers. ) ⠀ okay.
November 8, 2025 at 3:49 AM

no. the taste makes my tank churn. ⠀ ( & he hates the drowsiness. the last spoonful is taken quickly & swallowed painlessly, wings lifted a smidge. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:32 AM

( that he does, but he’s not loving the supposed helplessness that comes with being sick. that & his appetite is severely impaired. he hopes he can keep it down, forcing another spoonful down the hatch. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:23 AM

( eats the soup off the spoon without a word or optic contact. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:11 AM

( wing twitch, shifty looks. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:04 AM

it’ll pass. ⠀ ( helm turned. )
November 8, 2025 at 3:00 AM

( yeah. he’s not opening up. )
November 8, 2025 at 2:55 AM

got it. ⠀ ( safe to assume he won’t be goin anywhere for a couple days. huffing. )
November 5, 2025 at 12:53 AM

( the triple changer grunts in response, exhausting a weighted & steamed vent. he’s hardly ever sick, & hates the idea of receiving care from someone in such a state. loudly sneezes. )
November 5, 2025 at 12:09 AM

mmm.. mm.. ⠀ ( real believable, inky. his frame sounds as if it’s recovering from an intense workout, yet all he’s done is lay here since he got off from work! she smells good! )
November 4, 2025 at 11:33 PM

( burning warmer than his usual running temp, discreetly shivering. )
November 4, 2025 at 11:26 PM

( attempting to settle down amidst this.. reckless squirming. )
November 4, 2025 at 3:12 AM

( FREE ROAM! let’s see what he can get into. don’t get lost, chompy. )
November 3, 2025 at 2:56 AM

( jet wings folded, his frame hunched per her provided tugging. doorways are never catered towards bigger clientele. ) ⠀ looks like it—
November 3, 2025 at 2:47 AM

( what is this logic. & why is he considering it. ) ⠀ alright. i hear you..
November 3, 2025 at 2:33 AM