Reno and Weisz

chapter 56: reno is a saviour

honestly can't remember if i ever gave weisz's parents a name so sorry if i did and it's different than the ones in here lmao

chapter 56: reno is a saviour

~reno~

       Weisz stares at the chessboard for a while before finally deciding to move his rook. Even though I'll admit it's a good move, I like playing mind games sometimes whenever I'm playing some type of board game. "Okay," I say in a sing-song voice, as if Weisz made a drastic and misjudged move.

       I reach for my bishop, but Weisz puts his hand on top of mine to stop me. "Whoa, wait? What did you mean by that?"

       "Nothing," I say. "I mean, even if I did tell you, it's too late for you to move your piece back since you already removed your hand from it."

       Weisz still doesn't allow me to move my piece yet. "Hold on. I'm still learning how to play chess. It would be very nice of you to tell me what I did wrong so I can learn from my mistakes."

       "Weisz," I say. "You've played chess before and considering you beat me the last two times, I doubt you need to learn from your mistakes."

       "...Would it be bad if I played the hospital card?"

       I shrugged. "You can play it all you want. That doesn't mean I'll listen to you."

       Weisz sighs as he releases my hand, leaning back in the hospital bed. "If you end up winning this match, just know that I'll be very upset that you didn't tell me where I went wrong. Imagine me sad."

       "Awe. That sounds so heartbreaking."

       Weisz glares at my sarcasm as I move my knight. We continue on our game, but it soon becomes clear who the winner is going to since Weisz's pieces are being taken one by one. Once I get a checkmate, Weisz huffs. "See? You should have told me."

       I smile innocently at him. "Would you be mad if I tell you that it was a good play this whole time and I just wanted to play mind games with you?"

       Weisz picks up his king and lightly tosses it at me. "I should have known. You always try to make it look like I'm losing even if I'm not." He leans back in the bed again. "I'm so bored. Want to convince my doctor's to let me go home?"

       "You know it's better if you stay here," I say.

       Weisz sighs. "Yeah, I know. I'm just... I'm worried my parents will take this as an opportunity to prove why I shouldn't go on the school trip."

       "Didn't they say you can go once they talk to the teachers?"

       "Yeah, but they can always change their mind. They're probably going to be like 'Oh, look how easy you were admitted into the hospital. That can happen in Paris, you know'."

       "I don't think they would do that."

       "Oh, trust me, they will. The first time I was diagnosed, they were so overprotective of me. And I get it. I do. No parent should ever have to be told that their child has cancer. I'm one of the lucky ones where it was caught early on so there's a huge survival rate, but I can't help but think of those parents whose kid likely won't make it. My parents probably think of that too, so they'll do anything they can to protect me. Even if it meant not going to parties or not going to school dances or not even going to the grocery store."

       "But you're not in here because your health got worse," I point out. "You're just in here because some asshole decided to come to the carnival with a really bad cold and accidentally passed it onto you."

       Weisz doesn't say anything else. I do get why he's worried. His parents are so reluctant to let him go overseas because they won't be near him. But Weisz always does a good job to take care of his health. I know he'd be as careful as he could in Paris to prove his parents they made the right choice.

       Weisz's parents show up after they're both off of work and sure enough, Weisz is right about them overturning their decision. "So we have been thinking about the school trip," Weisz's mom Sheila says.

       Weisz sighs. "Please, don't say it."

       "You don't even know what we're going to say," Sheila says. 

       "But I do," Weisz says. "You're going to say how me ending up in the hospital right now makes you uneasy about sending me off to Paris on the school trip, right?"

       Weisz's dad Jarvis and Shelia look at each other. Their silence is enough to prove their son right, otherwise they would have quickly defended themselves. Eventually, Jarvis speaks up. "Look, you don't travel insurance. What if something happens that winds you up in the hospital?"

       "I'm only in here for observation," Weisz says.

       "Yes, but needing observation is still going to cost money in a foreign country," Jarvis says.

       Weisz doesn't say anything to prove to his parents why he should be allowed to go. If anything, it looks like he has lost all hope. He barely had some to begin with, but the moment his parents said yes, he was starting to look forward to the trip. Now, it all came shattering down.

       "Um, if I may," I say, "I don't think it's fair to punish Weisz for someone's inconsideration. It's not his fault someone with a really bad cold decided to come to the carnival and spread his cold around. You know how careful Weisz is. If he knew someone was sick at the carnival, he would have avoided them. Possibly even gone home to stay safe. He's really looking forward to the trip. Please don't take it away from him."

       Apparently, my little rant is all it takes for them to change their mind, because Sheila says with a smile, "I'm glad Weisz has someone that will stand up for him." She looks at Weisz. "Alright, we still have to talk to your teachers but if they guarantee extra measures will be taken to make sure you stay healthy, you can still go."

       Weisz smiles. "Thank you. And I promise, I'll do whatever it takes as well."

       "We know you will," Jarvis says.

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i hate when people go somewhere when they're VERY sick and end up spreading it around. especially doing covid >:(

anyway stan reno. he will fight for weisz. physically fight if he has to tbh.