POTS ~ The struggle of standing

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Juno's pov:

"Have you eaten lunch yet?" He asked, standing up, fully knowing the brunette hadn't. Let's keep the facade a little longer. For his own sake. And for Juno's sake.

Eliot looked to the side, guilty. "Ahh. No. Let's go to the canteen today, yeah?" Eliot rose up and packed away his book. He looked to be spacing out. But that was normal. Eliot took some deep breaths, holding a hand over his heart. As if per reflex, Juno held a hand behind him, just in case he fell. Juno wanted Eliot to sit down, but he knew that he shouldn't force him to do so. Eliot would tell him if he wanted help, and what he wanted. Juno's role was to help, not lead.He was his own person after all.

Eliot was blinking slowly. Eliot learned back just enough to feel the presence of another person.

"Do you need to get to the ground?"

The brunette nodded. He's breathing, elevated and his eyes unfocused. His hand fell down from its place on his chest.

"Do you need help getting down, Ellie?"

There was no answer. Legs wobbling, he leaned back a little until he touched Juno's outstretched arm. His eyes rolled back with his head, as his body dropped.

Juno was unsteady when he suddenly had to carry the weight of another person besides his own. He was ready, but not that ready, it seemed. He helped the unconscious Eliot down on his back as unwaveringly as he could. Then he took his jacket off and bend down it give it to Eliot as a substitute pillow.

Eliot was expressionless when he was out. Though there was always an underline of sadness underneath the surface.

He then  went to Eliot's feet and lifted them up. And there he stood, half leaning, half holding Eliot's legs in the air, when he heard a well know voice call for him.

"Juno!"

Hazel's expression was trying not to show concern. She wasn't that good at it though, and somehow they would slip up. They blinked a couple of times with her left eye. Tics.

"Oh, hey Hazel. And a friend of yours I presume?" Juno referred to the person balking behind Hazel, yet still a head taller than her. The friend's eyes what was captured Juno first. They were two different colours: brown like Hazel's and green like new leafs.. That wasn't that common, he thought. Eliot would probably know more about it.

"Can not imagine it would be comfortable to lay on gravel. Are they okay?" He referred to his... to Eliot lying on the ground. "Should we call someone?"

Juno's gave a nervous kind of smile back to Edwin. "He's okay. Well, not really. But this is normal."

"Oh... Okay then. And hi, by the way. I'm Edwin. Hazel's cousin."

Juno gave Edwin a nick and his name. "Nice to meet you. Might not have been under the best of circumstances, but still." He gave a little chuckle as he almost dropped Eliot's legs. Edwin hurriedly walked over to assist Juno. Juno eyed is friend, with flirtatiously raised eyebrows, as queer people do. "And when were you gonna tell me about this cousin of yours?"

Hazel reciprocated the look.

"Anything I can help you with?" Edwin spoke up.

Eliot began opening his eyes. Taking in his surroundings yet again. Watched Juno holding his legs up and leaned on them. He looked at him.

"Good morning sunshine."

Eliot wasn't even fully awake yet, so he just asked the usual question: "how long was I out?"

"About 2-3 minutes. Sorry I forgot the timer."

"It's okay."

It's not okay. But okay.

(Sometimes fainting happens slowly, other times quickly. Yet another thing that's different for everyone. Eliot does both. It's mostly quick, with waking up after a couple of seconds. The length being out can also vary depending on the person and outside factors. If someone who faints a lot, is unconscious for more than half an hour, you should call an ambulance, if they have not told you otherwise.)