abyssdressing | (no subject)

W..where.. *glances up at him, rubbing his watering eyes and coughing still.* Where the hell are you going?

To make sure you didn't start a fire in the kitchen. [pulls a blanket to cover his face with and he leaves the room]

Hey, w-wait a second..! *stands up quickly, intending to stop or at least follow him, though he doesn't make it past the door before falling to his knees from inhaling too much smoke.*

[covers him with a blanket.] Stay here and go open the windows to let the smoke out. [off to the kitchen he goes, checking to see if there were any windows to open along the way]

Dammit, Asch..! *slowly manages to get to his feet and stumble to the windows, throwing them open like the rest ones in the hall. them being open was probably the only thing keeping the whole place from filling with smoke.*

[comes wandering back into the hall after finding the source of all the smoke, and...thankfully it wasn't on fire, just sparking a little and dispose of the equipment]

*after opening all the windows, he's slid down the wall under an open window to rest, still coughing some.*

[comes over and settles himself besides him, not looking at him]

Must be. I'm still kicking in the future. *tries to laugh, which only makes him cough more.*

[laughs faintly] [and suddenly leans into you, completely exhausted]

*turns to stare at him with a mixture of surprise and worry.* A..Asch! You okay?

[waves a hand]

Like hell you are. *uses Asch's shoulder to stand up, then grabs him by the arm and tries to pull him to his feet.*

[uses the wall to help himself up and tries not to collapse onto Luke, coughing a little]

*almost falls over with the added weight throwing him off balance, then starts back to the bed.* Idiot!

[lets himself be led back into the room]

You shut it.. *not that there's much conviction behind his words as he helps Asch into bed.*

[chuckles, pulling up the covers]

*back on all the blankets go~* Nah, it's okay... I'd probably have laughed too, had it been me.

W..well, when you're sick you're supposed to be kept warm. ...right?

[laughs a little]

*oh ashjdflk. if he always teases like this when he's sick, Luke would very much like him well again.* Fine. Obviously you know what the hell I should be doing, so tell me.

[illness makes Asch do weird things; and he just grins, closing his eyes] [that whole exploding kitchen ordeal had worn him out]

That better be all you need or I'll be pissed at you for not telling me. *it didn't do much for Luke, either, so he's taking up residence on the floor at the side of the bed.*