Model Idol Combi: so you had a sick day

[jitensha]

[ so the thing was, Makoto didn't get sick. It took a series of unfortunate events, a moment of stress-induced weakness, and doing the idiotically chivalrous thing of trying to make her way home in the pouring rain and likely spending too much time in soaked clothing, despite Kise's best efforts.

But the point was, Makoto didn't usually get sick, and when she did get sick, it had to be sick enough to buckle her knees and keep her under her covers with a fever that could warm cold palms in an instant. She'd tried to go to work, but hadn't made it further than her own doorway before she'd gotten too dizzy to stand without the aid of the frame and had been promptly ushered back to bed.

And of course, she hadn't wanted to worry Kise, but that had backfired and for some inexplicable reason, she felt worse than ever. She'd have to change the compress again, she thinks distantly, as she tries to push herself up on her elbows to give him a properly chastising look. At the very least, her parents were now out for one of her dad's races, but... ]

You... really didn't have to come.

[ what if she's contagious? It's bad enough that she feels awful and she's sweaty and her hair's a mess and her face is all red and this isn't very romantic at all-- ]

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The other end of the spectrum

[jitensha]

[ in a sense, this is better. For starters, Makoto is fully recovered, fully energetic, and fully devoted to the task at hand.

But since the task at hand is nursing Kise through something that she's pretty sure is the flu (and for once she doesn't regret getting the shot), she can't find that much joy in the same situation. Except maybe that this is like one of those scenes in her manga where the prince is lovingly nursed back to health. She'd like to be like that, but it's hard to think about being lovey-dovey with a bowl of porridge when your boyfriend looks like he's about to die.

She's more than a little hesitant to leave his side to try and conquer soup, casting him an uncertain glance. Is he sleeping? Maybe it would be better to let him rest, and mop the sweat off his face... ]

Ryouta-kun?

[ex_doubly406]

[This isn't very romantic at all.

If you're only focusing on how sick she looks! If she had voiced her thoughts Kise would have been happy to explain the appeal of nursing your girlfriend back to health with only your unwavering devotion to aid you on your daring quest to bring a cute idol back from illness.

Then again, he'd only seen these kinds of things on TV.]

That's easy for you to say. You might as well have sent me a 911.