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closed | the things he won't do to me.
who: koga oogami + ritsu sakuma.
when: late june/early july idek.
where: the coven's infirmary.
what: gay shit and some serious talk ig.
warnings: it's gonna be embarrassing.
[ the past couple of days have been absolutely infuriating; this weird sickness hit him unexpectedly (or so koga likes to believe), and it had been bad enough that he had been sent to the coven, to be watched over closely. the first few days came with some protest, of course, but eventually, he had ran out of energy to say or do much of anything at all. it's a loss that tastes bitter in his mouth, but he accepts it as it comes.
(for now.)
he wraps himself in the blanket he was given, and in the extra blanket he had asked for, body temperature far colder than it should ever be. it isn't as bad, he likes to think at times, because at least there's familiar faces around. there's pipsqueak, who surprisingly works here? and there's— ]
Oi, Ricchi. The hell you doing here? [ that one pause before koga allows himself to be honest. you know the one. ] Ya didn't get hurt or sick, right? You're real damn fragile as it is already, so don't go around gettin' yourself in trouble or something.
when: late june/early july idek.
where: the coven's infirmary.
what: gay shit and some serious talk ig.
warnings: it's gonna be embarrassing.
[ the past couple of days have been absolutely infuriating; this weird sickness hit him unexpectedly (or so koga likes to believe), and it had been bad enough that he had been sent to the coven, to be watched over closely. the first few days came with some protest, of course, but eventually, he had ran out of energy to say or do much of anything at all. it's a loss that tastes bitter in his mouth, but he accepts it as it comes.
(for now.)
he wraps himself in the blanket he was given, and in the extra blanket he had asked for, body temperature far colder than it should ever be. it isn't as bad, he likes to think at times, because at least there's familiar faces around. there's pipsqueak, who surprisingly works here? and there's— ]
Oi, Ricchi. The hell you doing here? [ that one pause before koga allows himself to be honest. you know the one. ] Ya didn't get hurt or sick, right? You're real damn fragile as it is already, so don't go around gettin' yourself in trouble or something.