Flings and Things {Skephalo+}

Healing

TW// brief mention of depression/suicide. Small Emetophobia warning.

Foolish felt terrible. It didn't help that he could hear Skeppy whining in the next room over.

The doctor said no serious damage was done, and Skeppy was able to come home via a very uncomfortable bus ride.

Now Bad was with Skeppy in their bedroom, keeping an eye on him like the doctor had advised.

Foolish eventually had enough of being helpless in the guest room and got up, going to the lover's room. He knocked before opening the door.

"Everything okay in here?"

Bad was cradling Skeppy in his arms. "He's okay, just feeling sick." One of Skeppy's symptoms after being hit in the head was nausea.

"Is he going to vomit again?" Foolish asked warily. Skeppy had thrown up on the bus, all over the seat. Bad was nice enough to clean it up for the bus driver before they got off.

"I'm not sure." Bad rubbed Skeppy's back. "Do you need the trash can, muffin?"

"Mn, no. Not yet." Skeppy sniffled and buried his face into Bad's shoulder. "I wanna sleep."

"Okay, go to sleep. But I need to wake you up after an hour to make sure you're okay."

"That's stupid." Skeppy whined, already falling asleep.

Foolish tried to swallow his guilt. "Do you need me for anything?" He asked. "I could watch him and you could get some sleep. You have classes tomorrow."

Bad checked the time and hesitated. "I don't know..."

"You can trust me." Foolish insisted. "I'll take care of him. I know I'm reckless but I think I've been scared straight by this accident."

"Scared straight?" Bad got up with a sigh, laying Skeppy on the bed gently. Skeppy didn't mind, he was asleep now. "You leaving us for a woman then?" He joked tiredly. "I'll just go sleep a little bit in your bed, okay? You stay in here and watch him."

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For two hours Foolish managed to stay awake and watch Skeppy like a stalker. Then he fell asleep right before Bad woke up and came back in the room.

Bad shook Foolish. "You're supposed to watch Skeppy, darling."

Foolish groaned and rubbed his eyes. "I was, sorry. I dozed off." His heart froze. "Did you call me darling?"

Bad rubbed Skeppy's back. "Did he wake up?"

"...yeah. I woke him up an hour ago and he went to the bathroom by himself. Then he came back and went to sleep. He seems okay, all things considered."

"Okay, thank you." Bad kissed Foolish on the forehead. "And yes, I did. Is that okay? If I call you that? Or maybe I should pick something else because that's what I call Skeppy."

Foolish shrugged.

"How about sweetheart?"

"That doesn't fit me." Foolish rolled his eyes playfully.

"Handsome, then?"

"Mn...I don't know. Valerie used to call me babe."

Bad furrowed his brows. "Right? And you miss her?"

Foolish flushed. "No– no, that's not what I meant! I just mean that's what I'm the most used to, but it might be weird if you used the same thing I guess."