#∞༺♥༻✧ [ 💗 [ | sickinglysweetparentsshipping 💕 x tm1o | ] 💗 ] ✧༺♥༻∞ -- Burnet x Kukui

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tm1o​:

          seeing her smile is enough to lift his spirit, even if just a little. the world gets a bit brighter, whenever her lips curl up.   he sighs ever so gently, letting her hand rest on his own; when her other palm rest on his cheek, he can’t hold back a new, soft sigh of relief, turning slightly his head to press gently on her fingers, following the movements of her hand with eyes heavy and closing. he hears her talk  ——  he just follows her words with delay, weary mind processing with difficulty over the burden of sleep.

« well… technically steelixes are very solitary pokémons, so… they tend to, uh… avoid interactions, especially when weaker… »   he begins, only to stop halfway through his discourse, pushing away his knowledge of steelixes that came out of nowhere at the sole mention of them.   « … oh. wait. metaphor. »   he snorts weakly.   « sorry. yes. i guess they do. »

there is a pause, after that. a long, heavy pause of silence, broken just by a short cough. thoughts begin to crowd his mind, too worn out by the fever to fight them back. they push for space and begin to scream, making his smile fade. he attempts to pretend that it’s nothing, that nothing is happening inside of him, but his entire body is the first to protest to his efforts. he has a FEVER, damn it  ——  just the latest of the consequences that he forced on himself, over and over again, to pay a debt that everyone says he shouldn’t, that he doesn’t even have.

he attempts to pretend. but keeping his eyes closed becomes a forced act, and his breath forceful as he tries to hold back the sobs, just to miserably fail.

not a single right thing, he can’t but think to himself. not a damn right thing.

« … s-steelixes don’t betray their friends, though. th-they don’t leave them back. they’re not cowards, th-they… they… ».   a flood of words just want to push out of his lips, yet they come to an abrupt halt at a stronger sob. kukui’s free hand covers his eyes almost in a rush, as if attempting to not make her see the tears that just began escaping effortlessly. he tries to stop himself for a second, maybe  ——  but he realizes quickly he’s just… too tired. too tired to think, too tired to pretend, too tired of… himself. of the situation. of everything.   « g-gods… i-i’m sorry, i… oh, gods, i-i c-can’t do this anymore…! »

“Aw, stop that!! Turn off the professor brain for five minutes!” she jokes in response, giving him the softest, tiniest little pat on his head as he slooooowly realizes that she wasn’t being literal.

As silence falls, she leans closer to give him yet another kiss on his nose, backing off only when yet another coughing fit made his whole body tremble.

She’s just about to stand when Kukui talks again.

When he sobs, finally decides to drop the act, and breaks her heart in half.

“Honey--!”

A hand goes for her own mouth, staring at him under her, and... unsure of what to do.

It isn’t the first time he breaks. It isn’t the first time he’s so hurt he couldn’t keep up his usual act. 

Part of her wonders if she should be used to it; another, a much stronger one, the part that loves him dearly, knows that she never will.

That she has to do something to fix this, to make him stop hurting, but... not now.

Not yet. Not while the same part of her who loves him dearly burns.

She has to keep in a sob of her own as she finally moves, still remaining on the bed, yet not on him anymore; words are usueless in moments like these, so she just lies down, by his side.

A hand goes for his own, gently removing it from his eyes to look at him - to silently tell him that it’s okay, he doesn’t have to hide from her -, while the other holds him into a tight hug, pressing their foreheads together.

It’s okay. Let it all out.

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[ first day on the job ]

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∞༺♥༻✧ [ 💗 [ | sickinglysweetparentsshipping 💕 x tm1o | ] 💗 ] ✧༺♥༻∞  -- Burnet x Kukui 

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@tm1o​:

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“No buts, mister!” she scoffs loudly, practically dragging that mountain of a husband back to their bedroom with one hand, the other busy to keep the giant glass of fresh water in her palm and a pack of medicines under her armpit. “I told you, I’m working from home exactly because I wanted to give you a hand!”

Meds and water are carefully left on the bedside table before she went to grab both of Kukui’s arm, turning around to bring him back on the bed... and jump on it as well, sitting on his stomach and crossing her arms with a pout.

“I told you I wasn’t going to tell anything to the doctors just because you asked, but if you keep acting like you don’t need help I’m going to make Aleh teleport you directly into ER with a post-it note on your forehead to explain everything!”

She’s just half joking.  Using overdramatic scolding to hide the fact that she’s so, so worried.