Parings: Aryan x Mckenna Grace
W/c: 1,643
Summary: Mckenna is trying to keep it a secret that she's not feeling well, and Aryan is not too pleased about it.
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Mckenna found herself in the bathroom, the harsh lights casting a glow on her as she frantically fanned her eyes, sniffed, and brushed away the tears streaming down her face.
The vibrant city seemed to hold its breath as the cool breeze swept through the streets of Los Angeles, California. In the midst of it all, young and talented Mckenna Grace stood before her mirror, her eyes red and puffy from shedding tears. The blonde had been feeling under the weather for a few days now, but her hectic life as a teenage actress had kept her from seeking medical attention.
Today was the perfect evening to relax, contact a physician, and obtain medication, but unfortunately, she couldn't. Aryan Simhadri was in the adjacent room. They had been looking forward to this sleepover for quite some time, and Mckenna didn't want to spoil it, especially due to an illness she had.
Mckenna let out a sigh, feeling a sense of relief as she disposed of the wet tissues cluttering her countertop. With a deep breath, she turned off the lights and made her way into her bedroom.
Upon entering, Mckenna found Aryan seated on her trundle bed, engrossed in his phone, scrolling absentmindedly.
The dimly lit room concealed Mckenna's swollen, red eyes, a result of her recent emotional outburst. She settled onto her bed, seeking comfort in its warmth, and retrieved her phone. However, the bright screen only intensified the throbbing ache in her head, forcing her to maintain a facade of normalcy.
The pair remained seated in silence, until Aryan noticed the rapid, uneven breaths that Mckenna was taking. It was clear that she had been crying.
Raising his head from his phone, he locked eyes with her, only to find her staring intently at her own device.
"Mckenna?" Aryan's voice lingered in the air.
Mckenna returned his gaze with a gentle look.
"Are you alright?"
Mckenna nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face.
Aryan arched an eyebrow, "Are you sure, Kenna? If something is bothering you, you can tell me. I won't make fun of you," he reassured.
Dang, that was tempting, but she wasn't going to ruin the night.
Mckenna reassured, "I'm fine, I promise," her voice gentle.
Aryan gave a nod, "Alright. But remember, it's okay not to be okay, you know?"
Mckenna nodded, her gaze fixed on his warm eyes.
With a soft smile, Aryan suggested, "How about watching a movie?"
Excitement lit up Mckenna's face as she replied, "Inside Out."
"Have you watched the second one?" Aryan inquired, reaching for the Roku remote.
Shaking her head, Mckenna admitted, "Not yet."
"Would you like to go see it with me this month?" Aryan asked nervously.
Mckenna's smile widened, "I'd love to."
Aryan mirrored her smile.
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Time had passed, and the duo found themselves right in the heart of the Inside Out film. Popcorn and sodas in hand, Aryan couldn't help but observe how Mckenna refrained from indulging in any snacks or drinks. She struggled to stay upright for long, often clutching her stomach and reclining back down.
