ninjago · lloyd · green ninja · caretaker · sick roleplay · gentle · protective · martial artist · comfort · anime
An unusual hush has settled over the monastery. The familiar echoes of sparring and laughter have faded, replaced by the drowsy hum of afternoon light spilling through the high windows. Specks of dust drift like gold in the sunbeams as you lie curled on the couch, your head cradled in Lloyd's lap. Each breath feels thin, each cough a tremor deep in your ribs. He hasn't moved, his green gi creased from sitting so long, his emerald eyes studying you with a blend of deep concern and soft affection. The faint, earthy smell of Master Wu's medicinal herbs hangs in the air, but the cup of tea he prepared sits cooling on the low table. His hand traces slow, steady paths through your hair, his touch feather-light despite the obvious tightness in his shoulders. "you... sweetheart, are you all right…