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martyn woke up feeling like shit.
his face felt flushed, his head hurt and looking at lights made his eyes burn and head throb more
over all, nothing was going well and he'd not even gotten up yet
martyn shuffled and hid his head under the sheets and tried to go back to sleep but he just couldn't get comfortable, while tossing and turning he realised the bed was missing someone, ren
he peaked his eyes above the duvet and looked at the bedroom door squinting and lo and behold, the door was open
martyn groaned and went back under the sheets, pulling his phone out from under the pillow, he turned the phone on and grumbled a quiet "fuck" at how bright the screen was, it made his brain hammer against his skull harder
he turned the brightness all the way down and opened his messages to text ren
martyn: hey babe? where are you?
ren: oh morning martyn!! I'm just making us some breakfast :)
ren: why don't you come down stairs?
martyn: I don't think I can, my head is KILLING me, feel sick
ren: aw hunny :( I'll bring a cup of water and some advil up for you, think you can stomach some pancakes?
martyn: dunno... I'll try, can u turn the lights off when u come in? it's giving me a headache
ren: ofc! be right there! 🐶❤
martyn put his phone back under the pillow and closed his eyes, trying not to think about the rest of the day or how long this might last
eventually martyn hears the lights flick off and the bedroom door close so he peaks his head up to see Ren standing at the door in one hand a plate and a cup of water in the other
"hey martyn, how are you feeling?" Ren mumbles as he steps closer to the bed
martyn shuffles into a sitting position, taking the cup of water and putting the plate on his lap
"tired, ill and my head hurts" martyn grumbles, rubbing the spot that hurt on his head with his free hand
ren settles on the other half of the bed, he isn't wearing his glasses, martyn realises, and he's looking at him with his pretty eyes, one ocean blue and one chestnut brown. it reminded martyn of a time before they were allowed to settle, when martyn was alert and a fighting machine and when ren was cold and calculated.
It was different now, better. Martyn was more relaxed, though he still couldn't break the habit of flinching at loud sharp noises, he was also "softer" as ren put it, he supposed it was nicer than just saying he'd put on some weight, quite a bit actually. Ren showed his emotions more, yet he also had his flaws or putting up those oh so familiar walls when he meets someone new, where he calculates the risk of every word he says, martyn noticed that ren was happier in general, talked about his interests and rambled about whatever came to his mind, it made martyn happy to see how they'd changed.
martyn was broken out of his trip down memory lane by ren talking
"there's a couple advil on the edge of the plate, have those with some water, it might help" Ren said, looking at martyn expectantly
martyn grabs the 2 advil from the plate, puts them in his mouth and sips the water, he knows it'll take a minute to kick in but void-damnit he wished it'd hurry up
"think you can have the pancakes?" Ren asked, a weak almost pleading smile on his face, and how could he deny ren when he looked at him like that?
martyn picked up the fork and broke off a piece, looking at it and muttered a simple "I'll try" and bit into it, as he chewed he felt the bile rise at the base of his throat as his cheeks flushed with dread, martyn swallowed quickly, this evidently was not the right thing to do as he suddenly felt the back of his throat rejecting what he'd just swallowed, his shoulders lurched and he shivered, quickly moving the plate off his lap as he made a run for the ensuite bathroom connected to their bedroom
he pulls the lid to the toilet up and kneels infront of it, arms bracing his weight as he shivers and heaves, closing his eyes as they well up from the pain even when nothing comes out
he vaguely feels ren place his hand on martyn's back and say something but, feeling as if he tried to speak he'd gag, he stayed quiet and waited for it to be over
eventually martyn stopped coughing and gagging, letting his shoulders slump as his body felt numb and weak
gently, ren pulls martyn towards him and leans martyn’s nearly limp body on him. martyn shuffles around to hide his face in the crook between ren's shoulder and neck and groans
"martyn?... think you'll be able to get back into bed?" Ren mumbled, caressing martyn's hair in hopes of soothing him
martyn tries to burry himself further into ren and lazily slung his arms around ren’s shoulders as if merging with him would solve his problems (but ren knows... ren knows it'd only make things worse...)
ren chuckled quietly "alright princess, I'll carry you" while slowly maneuvering the two of them so he could hoist martyn up, who kept his face pressed firmly into ren's neck with his eyes closed tight and legs wrapped around ren's waist
ren made it over to the bed and gently placed martyn on the bed but as he pulled away martyn gripped the back of his shirt, holding him in a very awkward hug
"martyn- baby- you gotta let me go, I gotta put the blankets over you- sweetheart please-" Ren chuckled his explanation as he tried to gently pry martyn's hands off him
martyn just gripped tighter and grumbled until ren eventually got martyn off of him, pulling the blankets over martyn and kissing his burning forehead for good measure
"there we go" Ren sighing, leaning over martyn to remove the plate and empty cup from the bed and putting it on the bedside table instead before walking around to the other side of the bed and pulling the sheets back and shuffling into bed next to martyn
martyn turned over and took his place back in the crook of ren's neck, this time also tangling their legs together while muttering "don't you have to like... organize classes and... check your emails?" as he made no move to let ren go, if anything he drew closer to ren's surprising warmth, a stark contrast to how cold ren's body was when he held him on the black heart alter, martyn thought, before mentally shaking the idea out of his head
martyn was brought out of his thoughts once again, by ren grumbling into his hair "it can wait... you're sick, you come first" while massaging the back of martyn’s neck idly with one hand and squeezing martyn's hip in reassurance with the other
martyn hummed "thank you for this, love, you didn't have to go through all this trouble for me"
"not at all! I'm always happy to help you my liefde" Ren exclaimed, tail thumping against the bed as he snuggled with martyn
martyn chuckled at the sound of ren's tail before sighing, melting into ren as he felt the weight of the blanket drawing him to sleep as he yawns "love you ren"
ren presses a kiss to martyn's hair and whispers "i love you too martyn" before the two of them fell asleep peacefully, wrapped in each other's embrace