Quick little one-shot I wrote a couple of weeks ago and promptly forgot about~ It was two days before my parents were coming to visit us at the ranch, and I guess I was nervous. At night, my stomach would kill me! And who better to take it out on then Mattie?
Poor Mattie :( I love you far too much~
Kinda lol
"You okay?"
How many times had he heard that question in the last hour? He was getting tired of it, honestly. His stomach hurt, he was tired, and every time he tried standing he got shaky. No, he did not feel fine. He felt paler than usual.
"Yeah, of course. I feel fine." He replied. A lie, trying to hide how weak he felt. Ruby eyes searched his face, his eyes. He couldn't hide from those.
"Eat and go to bed." Was the command.
Just what I was going to do.
"Got it."
Dinner? A small peanut butter quesadilla. Did nothing for his stomach, unfortunately. Then he had to go and get the bear, and had to chase it. WONDERFUL. Soon, though, he was in bed.
Not long after he felt it move, heard it creak. Strong, almost-glowing-they're-so-white arms wrapped around him and pulled him close. Two ovalish items were placed in his hand.
"Take these." Another command. He followed the orders and swallowed the ibuprofen.
"Now, because I am so awesome and kind I will spend tonight with you. And you will feel better in the morning, and then we can get out of this god-forsaken house and play in the rain or go hiking."
"Mmm... Sounds good Gil." Matthew replied as he snuggled closer to his albino friend.
"No. Sounds awesome, Mattie." Gilbert replied.
Although his stomach hurt, his head ached, and he FELT pale, he fell asleep curled up against the one he loved. And that alone took most of the pain away.