his lighthouse

She considers brushing past it, not saying anything at all but as always, she's gripped by this insistent desire to make him understand, to make him see what she sees. He deserves to know how much he's worth, what a rare - struck by lightning, pigs learning how to fly, solar eclipse sort of rare - one in a million gemstone of a human being he is. This sweet sweet boy who has been through so much and been rewarded with so little, with more compassion and pure love in the tip of his little finger than most people have in the whole of their bodies and is somehow laying here with soft concern for her in his eyes even though she's the one that's meant to be looking after him.

Or : Kie takes care of JJ when he is hit hard with a bout of influenza. Cross posted on ao3 if you feel like heading over to check out my stuff on there! @eyeofthhestorm .