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🧙 WHO: Rei, Sasara and Rosho
⚔️️ WHAT: Some sick idiots, and Rosho with his new healing magic has to take care of them.
🕒 WHEN: Beginning of November
🗺️ WHERE: the D0TSU Z0nE (aka Rosho and Sasara's house)
⚠️ WARNINGS: none???

[ Just when Rosho had been starting to think he'd need to take a day or two off of work what with the strange flu going around the city, he finds himself waking up feeling significantly better than before. Its a huge relief considering the mishaps that'd been occurring with the apparently unintentional spread of his animal magic to students and passerby, people ending up with ears and tails, and some unfortunate few ending up as complete animals. He hates not working and he's always been terribly stubborn about taking the day off, so its a huge relief to see whatever has been spreading around finally clear up with himself. Now the only question is, as he returns home from work, how are Sasara and Rei feeling?

He makes a quick stop at the store to see what he's able to buy with the food shortage going on, hoping to at least be able to find some stock for a soup. His search is fruitful, though its impossible to find any spare vegetables. Its a good thing he's got his little garden as backup. A tomato soup should be good enough for them all to share.

Rosho makes it to the front door and lets himself in, prepared for whatever chaos might have happened while he was gone. ]

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Roh-shoh... 〔 He'll barely have his foot in the door, but even the tips of his toes are enough to trigger that sixth sense that, now, comes out through a breathy voice and nasal overtones. Teh... separate!? They're one household, Rei included, and there's not that much room to. This and a "I'll be fine!!" had made for an argument of some sort of solidity, he thought. That all happened before he woke up past noon, sure, and before feeling decidedly rotten. 〕

Ugh, Rei— 〔 Sasara's heels dig into his thigh after having stretched out, up and over, across Rei and the couch for hours gone by now. After deciding on how rotten he felt, he'd come down only to find the old man taking a day away from the Roost too. They fell into a misery-wants-company in the following, and somewhere between then and now Sasara stopped fidgeting while Rei gave up on pushing his feet off. So, like that was a piece of work to get, besides kicking him again, Sasara hardly moves to get up now. 〕 He's finally home, ya heard?

〔 Between sniffles it sounds perfectly ominous. 〕

[Rei greatly prefers to disappear off the face of the earth when he gets sick. Appearing vulnerable? In front of other people??? No way in hell.

So of course he's trapped on the couch in Sasara and Rosho's home, half zonked with his head lying back and legs pinned under Sasara's. The TV is droning softly on some infomercial channel, the remote having long since been tossed out of reach after his faulty technomancy nearly fried it; Princess is perched on the back of the couch, sleeping.

Rei does not raise his head when Rosho enters, though his brows pinch when Sasara starts squirming again. He grabs Sasara's ankle weakly, the only protest he can muster.]

....'lcome home. [Yeah, that's all the greeting he manages...]

[ Well this sure is a sorry sight he comes across in the living room. At least neither of them snuck out to do anything, or at least he hopes not, but Rosho thinks they've probably been occupying that couch miserably for a rather long time. ]

Didn't I say something about you two getting some rest? You're not gonna get much of that all squished on the couch like ya are.

[ He chides softly, half out of genuine pity but he also doesn't want to disturb Princess with his usual loud scolding. ]

Did either of you manage to eat anything?

〔 He can't tell if Rei's hand is much too cold or uncomfortably warm and calloused. Any more wriggling is just Sasara trying to get his foot away. 〕 Can't move.... 〔 But that's the general picture, anyway. Whether it's really symbiotic or parasitic, his unconscious drain on Rei's magic might have saved the TV from blowing up or every light bulb to go, but it did nothing to give Sasara some energy instead. 〕

I sorta– 〔 Yet it looks like someone pushed the coffee table and some of Rosho's houseplants around. 〕 –'m not even that hungry, ya know...

〔 No rest for the wicked, weary old man, either. Sasara tries to regain cramped comfort and Rei gets his toes poking in his side again. 〕

Edited 2021-11-08 22:40 (UTC)

[And in the stubborn old man corner:]

'M fine. [LIE. HE FEELS LIKE SHIT.] Sasara's the problem child here. Tell him to sit like a normal human being.

[Sasara's wiggling and Rei's retaliatory jostling is finally enough to wake up Princess. She blinks sleepily, fluttering and shaking all her feathers as she reorients herself.

"You're back," she greets Rosho politely (he is her second favorite boy, after Rei). "They did try. The green-haired one exploded one of your tomatoes while you were out."

SNITCH]

[ With a heavy sigh Rosho resigns himself to letting the two of them be on the couch while he goes to try to work on that soup. Their bickering is stupid, but intervening means he's going to have to pick a side, and at the moment that's sort of difficult.

Or at least it was, until Princess speaks up. ]

M-my tomatoes...?

[ Rosho freezes before he rushes to the kitchen to look for his tomato basket, and instead of a good few tomatoes he'd picked just yesterday there's nothing but red goop all over the counter. It wasn't just one. All of them blew up.

So much for that tomato soup. :(

He yells out. ]

Sasara!! Go put yourself in bed or else I'll put ya there myself!

[ And don't be thinking it'll be in some romantic princess carry. It'll be unconscious, after he's throttled him, sick or not. Rosho returns to the living room to direct an angry glare at Rei. ]

And you. You can stay right where ya are. Don't think I've forgotten about wantin' to have a talk!

[ Before he can erupt into more yelling, Rosho takes a deep breath and manages to put together a more calm, civil tone for Princess. She doesn't deserve to be yelled at. ]

Thank you for watching over them, Princess. Remind me that I'll have to owe you something special to eat.

[ In fact maybe he should just have dinner with Princess. These two can starve. ]

Me!? More like, ya kep' pushing me around! And 'm hurting all over...

〔 Rosho is making the smarter choice. And Sasara's yelling an awful lot for someone who has a headache, but his pitch only goes up when he hears his name out of the kitchen. Accusatory, he's damned by his own reaction. 〕

I–I–It was an accident...!! 〔 Guilty as charged, he knows what Rosho's upset is about. More over, he didn't clean up a bit...

Thus, the old man goes right from being an obstacle to Sasara stretching out his lesser height on a, definitely, big enough couch, to being his shield from his partner's wrath. Forget his toes poking him, Sasara wedges himself between Rei and the backrest of the sofa, sorta. ~~Wait, what— did Princess tattle?!?~~

He doesn't have the strength to fight for his life against his partner...! 〕

A-ah... what's it about Rei...? 〔 Hopefully a distraction. 〕

[Wtf, Sasara? Are you five???? Rei grunts in sleepy annoyance as his team leader tries to dig a hole behind him. Enough is enough.

Sighing, Rei peels himself off the couch cushion-- but not to let Sasara behind him. He twists to face his wriggly adversary, grabbing him with both hands and hoisting him forward. Sasara ends up laid half in his lap, anchored in place with Rei's firm grip. He can kick all he likes, but there's no getting out of this one now!

(Sasara might be five, but Rei is acting like a five year old's teenage older brother.)]

It's not even my fault. [With Sasara thusly manhandled, Rei can go back to grumbling about his own innocence.] This time.

[ Ah yes, the perfect example that he's not here taking care of adults but actual children. At least Rei is being somewhat helpful.

It might not be the best distraction but it keeps Sasara alive and unharmed for a few minutes longer. Rosho lets out a frustrated exhale, pinching the bridge of his nose before he crosses his arms over his chest. You can tell he's already Tired. ]

Well something happened that you're involved in, so that's enough blame as far as I'm concerned.

[ He pins his gaze on Sasara. ]

All right, I'll fill ya in too, but definitely don't spread this around.

[ There's no point in telling him to leave the room with how stubborn and nosy he is, and if Rei is involved, they both need to be involved he supposes. ]

Hitoya had a talk with me to tell me he got into a fight with Jyushi. Apparently, Jyushi's got a crush on Rei. I don't know how, or why. But Jyushi seems pretty serious about it.

[ His attention is directed back to Rei. ]

Whether ya knew or not, it doesn't matter now 'cause I just said it, but Hitoya's obviously not happy about it. Me neither. I'm pretty sure you're a smart enough man to leave it be and just let his feelings run their course. But this is the first and only time I'm gonna say this.

[ He points a finger right in his face, lecture voice on. ]

Leave it alone. Don't encourage him. Don't lead him on. If he ever decides to act on it, decline him, but gently. Ya got that? [ Another heavy sigh. He thinks back to the conversation he had with Jyushi. What a big dumb soft-hearted child, why'd he have to fall for this person specifically?? Have better taste Jyushi!! ] I really hate the thought of hurting his feelings like this, but he's just gonna have to learn about love the hard way before it can get easier from here. That first crush is always the worst.

〔 It's like pulling a big tuna fish out of the water, dealing with it flopping around until it gives up soon enough. Well, not a big one, like rather skinny, but the imagery is the same. Rei's defense against Rosho is weak, though, and Sasara looks up at him to chip in. 〕

Eh? Don't take it the wrong way, but ya always got your fingers in something.

〔 Rosho's strict look gives him the chills even if he's stopped being its subject, or maybe that's from his temperature. Either or, Rei's lap feels more protective and safe, he could almost get comfortable...

If it weren't for all that right now!! 〕

A-ah...? That weird kid? 〔 The look on Sasara's face is confused... bordering on repulsed. Or just nauseous because the tomatoes still weigh on a guilty conscience. 〕 He ain't Rei's type. 〔 Girls working at cafes are, as far as he knows. Jyushi working at the Roost is too far off from that. Say, this flu is clouding his senses, but Sasara is about to take the wrong side. The grin he gets on his face is brighter than any of the miserable expressions he's pulled all day. 〕

Eh-hehe! Rosho, that's like one 'a your students crushin' on ya!!

〔 Btw, his first crush worked out! At least, right up until now 🤗 〕

Edited (exclamation marks...!) 2021-11-10 13:20 (UTC)

[Rei usually dodges all responsibility when Rosho starts in on him, weaseling his way out of as many accusations as possible with a smile that shows exactly how little he believes his own defenses. This time, though? Too sick to bother. And Sasara is clearly throwing gasoline on his OWN fire with a comment like THAT, so it's as good a distraction as any.

Rei leans his head back on the couch and closes his eyes. Princess begins preening his hair, making sympathetic noises.]

[ As much as Rosho would like to whack Sasara for calling Jyushi weird, he does have a point. He's... pretty weird. But in a good way! Its an endearing sort of weird at this point. He does however end up getting a dose of Rosho's ire for that last comment. ]

Don't go bringin' that up again! I already said thats never happened before and there's no way it'll ever happen at all, ya hear me?!

[ Though if it were ever between himself and Rei, well. He'd much rather take the honorable sacrifice and accept such an awkward scenario. Having a crush on Rei is just cruel. And he doesn't even seem to care. He's not even reacting to being lectured. Rude! ]

Rei!! You'd better be listenin' to me! If ya mess this up in any way, I'm not the only one that you'll have to deal with!

[ If Rosho doesn't kill him first then Hitoya will for sure. ]

〔 Looking up, he doesn't even recognize his ossan like that... Princess' gentle cooing is louder, figuratively, than his partner's reprimands. There's something similar to Sasara's smile fading quicker than usual, too. 〕

C'mon, Rosho, we're both sick here, ya know... Nothing 'll happen.

〔 He tries to assuage, scraping together team-leader-liness like he should have done the tomato remains in the kitchen. 〕

[Rei's nose wrinkles at being accosted (by all three other occupants of the room, Princess included). He raises a hand from restraining Sasara for a moment in order to wave his bird away, sighing.]

A kid that age... [Eugh. Rei looks uncomfortable (though half of it is the fever). He can't look at Jyushi without thinking of his own kid, though he can't say as much to Rosho.] Nn. Pretending not to notice. Worked well so far.

[For Rei, at least. But not for anyone else apparently!!!!!!!]

He can figure himself out. So stop fussing. [Whether that last statement is an endorsement of Jyushi or a request for Rosho to leave him alone is unclear.]

[ He can't say that he's left all that reassured, but Rosho does understand that Sasara and Rei are absolutely miserable, and yelling at either of them isn't going to do them much good. They don't even seem to care all that much about anything. It doesn't mean he's prepared to stop fussing over them, but he can at least call it a day with the tough love. ]

Jeez... okay, okay. I'll leave the two of you be for now. I was going to make a tomato soup but now I've got no tomatoes. [ There's a brief, pointed look at Sasara. ] I'll have to figure out something else for dinner.

[ His cross expression throughout his ramblings is finally gone as his tone lowers, surprisingly gentle. ]

You'd still better get in bed for now. C'mon.

[ Rosho holds out his hands to help Sasara get off of Rei and on his feet. Come along now, you big little baby. ]

Hopefully this flu runs its course soon. I'm not sure why I got better first, but maybe that means you'll both be back to normal by tomorrow.

〔 The Jysuhi-kid this, their old man's escapades that... It's fine to cut it all a little short today.

Sasara suddenly, though not for fear this time, grabs at Rei's other arm still around him. He already said it was an accident...! Just wait until his next sneeze hurls the couch cushions across the room, or something. 〕

Ah-huh... Roh-sho... too weak... Don't think I'd... make it......

〔 He shuts his eyes and hangs his head. Putting it on real thick. But he's found comfort, hugged up against Rei like so. A fever's a fever and his wants more warmth right now—his drain on Rei's magic is still an unconscious deal, sapping it doesn't help so much as company itself unto sickness. 〕

'f I stay down here, ya can keep an eye on us both. 〔 Ain't that what Rosho loves to do? 〕

[Sasara is still refusing to release him from Together Jail? Really??? Even at the behest of his boyfriend?????????]

Well, I'm going to lie down. Sort yourself out.

[Rei lifts Sasara up enough to rearrange himself across the length of the couch, head against the armrest. If "sort yourself out" means staying snuggled on top of him, that's fine. Whatever. Rei gives up.]

[ So instead of being under a blanket, Sasara has apparently decided he'd rather be one himself. He's lucky Rei is too incapacitated to complain. Honestly its sort of funny to see them both flopped out on the couch like this, and its easier to keep an eye on them if they're both together, but Rosho won't risk having all their magic in one place that can go berserk at any moment. They're like a ticking timebomb, and his tomatoes were enough of a casualty. ]

Being sick is making a mess of your magic, both of ya. Its better to keep the two of ya separated. I'm not gonna risk more damages in our house.

[ He could do this the hard way but instead Rosho decides he's just going to have to be more manipulative than that. ]

Lets go. I'll make a hot chocolate, just for you, okay? [ A tea would be better for Sasara but bribing him with sweets is more of a guarantee. And if that doesn't work out...

Rosho leans down, brushing aside sweaty bangs over Sasara's forehead. He can feel the heat far too warm against his palm. He can't remember ever seeing Sasara sick, let alone like this. Just the way he doesn't look like himself when he's depressed from the rain, being sick doesn't suit him either.

'I wish I could do something to make you better.'

As he pushes his hair back he plants a kiss right there on the spot. ]

〔 Together jail, more like together bed, then.

The tomatoes would just have to bear with it; Sasara accepts. Or would, but Rosho is cutting an almost unbeatable deal. No no, not the hot chocolate. His hand on Sasara's forehead, in a way that even a feverish mind is spurred to think of more than enduring this malaise, is a whisper of a different comfort. The kiss on his forehead even a little more.

In fact... as soon as Rosho pulls back from it just a bit, it's like that sickness-fog that's been hanging around Sasara's head lifts. Like someone's pulled the curtains back from the windows in the morning ~~noon~~ and he's feeling more awake.

Now, sorting himself out means callously shoving another knee or elbow in Rei's side or front or back. 〕

A-ah...! I feel better all of a sudden, ya know!

[The magic being cast here is entirely lost on Rei, who instead is a captive audience to Rosho kissing his boyfriend while said boyfriend is right on top of him. Literally right there. Right in front of his salad! ON his salad!!! Are they THAT comfortable with his presence now, or is he the equivalent of a potato??!?! (And which scenario is he hoping for?????)

Then Sasara nails him right in the gut again. Rei groans.]

Yeah, and I feel a lot worse. Shove off, damn it.

[he does not actually move to hasten sasara's evacuation.]

[ Completely disregarding Rei's complaints and the obvious sour look on his face, Rosho just focuses on Sasara. ]

You're only sayin' that so I'll kiss ya again. Only once. If ya behave, maybe you'll get more.

[ He absolutely won't. Rosho's dragging his ass to bed if its the last thing he does. But then, it's pretty amusing that Rei is clearly irritated by the display. He's gotten so much more grumpy all of a sudden. Maybe its less that Rosho's gotten less embarrassed about PDA and more that being able to bother and annoy Rei for once instead of the other way around feels pretty good, and if he has to be overly sappy for that, then its a worthwhile sacrifice.

But he doesn't think he can get away with anything further without Rei potentially kicking Sasara to the ground. Rosho gets his hands under Sasara's arms to try to hoist him up, but with a longer look at his face, he does have to admit he suddenly seems a lot less flushed.

He puts a hand back on his forehead just to check, and wouldn't you know it, there's no heat against his palm anymore. ]

...huh? You're not hot anymore.

[ This is the only salad they're having, without tomatoes. Sasara does shove off, though—like, shove another body part of his against Rei along the way of getting up. At least an apology comes in hurried words, although he's wholly distracted from serving up sympathy with it.

Sure, he'd employ one trick or another to bully Rosho into displaying his affection but-- ]

That ain't it! Look—

[ Before he can monkey around, return to abusing the couch and Rei as a jungly gym, there's already the smack of Rosho's palm against his brow. ]

Yeah, I was saying! Ya did something, didn't cha!? [ His head doesn't hurt anymore, so Sasara is back to being unapologetically loud. Sorry, no sorry this time, old man. ] E-eh, do it on Rei too before he croaks...!

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