forum meat, and bone, and blood // oxo // closed // romance rp

Started September 23, 2021 by @michael_rainer_eats_uranium group

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He nodded, snuggling up against him for heat. Charlie began to fall asleep. He felt…safe.

Bustop felt Charlie's body go limp. Asleep so fast? he thought, but he couldn't judge. Charlie seemed like he was busy all the time. Bustop simply smiled and curled up closer to Charlie, and a few minutes later, he too, fell asleep.

A few hours later, Charlie began to stir. He curled up a little tighter.
He woke up after about 30 minutes or so, sitting up with a sigh. Charlie left the bed carefully, trying to avoid waking Bustop, and headed to the kitchen. He grabbed a small cup of water, and the container of medicine that he traded from Aech. He shook out two of the tablets and swallowed them, drinking a sip of water to keep them down.
This happens too often.

Bustop felt Charlie move and leave the bed. He didn't mind, but he did feel a little lonely without his arm there. He groaned a bit, but he fell back into a sleeping rhythm pretty quickly.

Charlie returned to the bedroom, climbing back into bed and wrapping his arms around Bustop again.

Bustop smiled at Charlie's cold grasp, and he curled into a smaller ball, the tall boys arms wrapping fully around him. He put his head on Charlie's chest and breathed deeply.

Charlie fell back asleep within 10 minutes, sleeping soundly beside him.

It was Bustop who woke up this time, with a stinging pain in his abdomen. He had never felt this kind of stomach ache before. He was going to stand up but fell on the floor from the pain, hitting it with a thump. "WHERE'S THE BATHROOM CHARLIE!!!" he began to scream as he hyperventilated on the ground.

Charlie woke up abruptly, pointing to the bathroom door. He was still half asleep, but was incredibly worried.

Bustop ran to the bathroom and it was all downhill from there. All you could hear from the outside were groans of pain.

Charlie got up, standing outside the door. “….are you okay?……”

Bustop wiped his mouth from the vomit that was now lining it " Not really…" he held his stomach and hurled again. "I think I ate too much…" he groaned and winced, breathing sharply "It feels like I have knife stabbing the inside of my stomach"

He nodded. “It happens sometimes….”

He vomited again " I've never had it happen to me… I never eat this much" he coughed. He was crying, tears flowing down his cheeks as he sat with his head above the toilet. " I hate it."

Charlie rubbed his back gently, wiping his face with a towel. “I know….I know……it’s gonna be alright….”

He hurled one last time and hung his head in disgust "Sorry about your toilet" he tried to joke, but it didn't come out right, so everything he said just sounded sad. The tears were still rolling down his face as he looked down into the toilet. He had gotten rid of everything in his stomach now. "Thank though. You're really nice Charlie."

Charlie rubbed his back, trying to reassure him. “It’s alright….I’m just glad you’re okay….”

Bustop began to cry less, still gasping a little with every breath "I… let's go back to bed." he said, leaning into Charlie's grasp a little. "If that's ok." he closed his eyes and sniffled

He nodded, picking Bustop up and carrying him back to bed. Charlie lied him down, tucking him in again before lying down again.

"I'm sorry… for waking you up" he sighed, tucking his face into Charlie's chest in shame "I guess I just… overdid it today" his warm tears streamed from his face onto Charlie "Sorry"

“…..it’s fine, really….” Charlie held him close.

Bustop stopped crying, though his eyes were still watery "Thanks… thanks a lot" he didn't know what he was thanking Charlie for, but everything about this moment felt so comfortable, he couldn't help but feel better. His face grew warm and he closed his eyes, not falling asleep, simply, being there, with Charlie.

Charlie started to fall back asleep, holding Bustop tight. He stroked his hair gently, slowly stopping as he fell asleep.

Bustop slowly fell asleep again as well, as Charlie stroked his curly hair. He put one of his four ears on Charlie's chest and fell asleep to the beat of his heart.