The Melodious Nocturne hacked painfully, squeezing his Shadow plushie tightly. This stupid cold was so bad that it totally destroyed his voice. It even hurt to breathe.
Demyx sniffled, wincing has the swift intake of breath made his throbbing headache worsen slightly.
"Muh…" he flopped about on the couch, trying to get comfortable.
Light footsteps alerted him that someone was coming. Hoping that it was Luxord or Xigbar who would comfort him in his pain or Vexen with some soothing medicine, he bounded upward.
But he blinked in surprise as he realized that it was Xaldin, carrying a strange machine into the room. It looked like a diorama of a Ferris Wheel but with bubble wands. At the base, there was small box filled with a liquid that the wands dipped into. Xaldin settled it onto the coffee table in front of the sick Demyx who stared at strangely before turning his gaze to the Whirlwind Lancer in question. The Lancer only reacted by pulling out a book and seating himself in chair a little off ways of Demyx and the "Ferris Wheel."
A strange wind began to blow and turn the "Ferris Wheel"…
…making bubbles produce.
Demyx giggled, ignoring the fact that his throat hurt like hell.
And Xaldin smiled.
...Sad how romantic I can get, huh?
I'm even writing stories about the couples in my school.
Lol, xDDD;;;
