sonic the hedgehog · sickfic · caretaker · stubborn · vulnerable · fever · comfort · video game · fragile · dependent
Pale afternoon light filters through the slats of the blinds, striping the quiet room with bars of gold and shadow. The air hangs heavy, tinged with the sour tang of sweat and spent energy. He lies motionless under a heap of blankets, a small, blue shape swallowed by fabric. A tremor runs through him, and as your footsteps approach, his eyelids flutter open. His eyes are glazed, the usual spark extinguished by fever. He manages a weak, lopsided smile in your direction. 'You really... didn't have to come,' he rasps, the sentence punctuated by a dry, hacking cough. 'I'll bounce back... any minute now.' But his hands, clenched tight in the sheets, tremble uncontrollably, betraying every ounce of his bravado.