(Henry Stikmin Fanfic)Broken but Loved

Time for a walk

(This is a long chapter so please enjoy;)

This is a week after the last chapter.

Rupert POV
I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock and roll over to turn it off. "Ugh, I'm so glad I have the day off" muttering to myself while I get up and look out my window, everything was wet from last nights rain Well looks like I'm staying in.

I brush my teeth and grab the mouthwash thinking maybe Dave is still here going back to my room to put a shirt on. I have no idea how to tell him leaving my room to go to the kitchen I mean how do I tell my best friend I like him.

I smell something delicious as I walk down the hall He must be cooking.....bacon I think. Stepping into the kitchen I see Dave at the stove but something feels off.

I sit down on a stool by the counter "Good morning Dave" my morning voice comes through Damn it I sound like a horse. My thoughts are broken when I hear Daves voice "Good morning, Ruru." I look at him worried "Dave you okay?" He pulls the bacon out of the pan and replaces it with more his movements a sluggish. "Yeah I'm fine" he sounds rough and unconvincing enough so that my worry is growing.

"Dave" I say sternly "come here" he hesitantly sets the pair of tongs down turning the stove off. And slowly walks over trying to hide his face by looking down.

I stand up and place my hand on his forehead he leans into it "Fucking hell Dave, you're burning up." Looking up at me he looks tired and he's so pale. "why are you moving around you're paler then paper" he shrugs and starts swaying back and forth.

I squat down and pick him placing his thighs around my hips. He complies by wrapping his arms around my neck and laying his head on them.  "You have always had a problem taking care of yourself" I mutter he returned my comment by nuzzling into my neck.

I bring him back to his room laying him back in his bed. "Ruru" he says quietly sounding horrible. "I'll be right back I'm going to get you some medicine" leaving the room really Dave take care of yourself.

Walking back into the kitchen and opening the medicine cabinet. I don't know what I'm looking for rummaging through the endless bottles until I finally give up. "What do I do now?"

Wait Charles has had fevers before he'll know what I need I head back to my room and grab my phone dialing Charles.

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After getting the medicine, bottle of water, and an icepack I go back to Daves room.

Only to find Dave pulling the blankets back trying to get out of bed "Dave for the love of God please sit down" he looks at me. On a normal day I would have back down but he wasn't very intimidating at the moment. With him being pale, slow, and having the worse sounding voice.

I just glare at him, and win. He lays back down in defeat I gave him the bottle of water and pill he took to and laid down.

Turning to leave Dave says "Ruru, can you stay?" I face him he has the most pitiful face on the bags under his eyes aren't helping either. Chuckling as I walk back to the bed "yeah I can stay."

Laying on the opposite side he crawls over a curls up back pressed against my chest. If you weren't sick this would be so different I'm thinking while I place my arms around him nuzzling the back of his neck. I don't know how I can be more obvious I like him. Starting to doze off I have another thought maybe I can ask Charles, see if he can help.

Charles POV
This is taking place at the same time
I've been awake for an hour maybe more doing my now normal routine. Waking up, stretching, going on a jog, brushing my teeth, showering and getting ready to finish unpacking. I kneel down in front of a pile of small and medium boxes to open them.