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When he's sick

Charles:
You enter the room, and see Charles in bed, chair by the side. "Charles?" You ask. He groans in response. "I'll be right back." You say, leaving and returning with some of his favorite tea. You helped him sit up and let him drink his tea. "I think I have the flu." He says, his voice stuffy. "I feel weak." He complained. He never almost complained. He must really be sick. It was breakfast time, so you figured you would ask if he wanted to go. "Charles, do you want to go eat breakfast?" You ask softly, because you know how much his head hurts when he gets sick. "I will try. But I don't know if I can..." He said weakly. He tries to get into his chair on his own, but was too weak. You helped him into his chair, and hesitated. He nodded. He really was sick. He usually hated when anyone tried to help him or push him. You began pushing him down the busy hallway, him holding his head in his hands. He held up his hand. "Stop, stop. I can't, I'm sorry love, I'm too sick." He mumbled. "It's okay, it'll be alright, we'll just go back to your room." You keep a happy tone but it breaks you to see your love so sick. You begin pushing him back to his room, and upon your arrival you carry him bridal style, placing him under the peeled back covers, tucked up both in, and curled your body around his and wrapped your arm around him until you both fell asleep.

Erik:
Erik groaned, all the metal in the room floating. You are out at the moment, but Erik's magnetic pull made it hard for Charles to check on him. Eventually, Charles gives up and goes away. You arrive at home. "Something's wrong with Erik." He says, shaking his head, skidding his hands on the wheels and turning into his room. Okay, you thought. Something's wrong with Erik. You entered his room tentatively. All the metal was swirling around. Erik was out cold and burning up. You went and got an ice pack, placing it on his head, waiting for him to wake up.

Hank:
You return the favor of when you were sick, sleeping on the floor and making him soup once but otherwise avoiding physical contact, because you are pissed at him still because you had just recovered.

Alex:
You are very compassionate towards him as he was to you. You make him soup, tea, and fruit juice. You take care of him like a personal nurse. He has a bad cold and doesn't get out of bed for a few days.

Sean:
Sean isn't really sick, just more hungover, but you still tend to him and care for him empathetically. He has a headache and sleeps a lot for a day and a half.