@Vuclan-is-tired
Glitch helps him before taking the medical kit gently in his teeth so Thatcher could fully lean on him. Halo groans softly, his lips slightly parted. His forehead was warm, most likely a fever.
Glitch helps him before taking the medical kit gently in his teeth so Thatcher could fully lean on him. Halo groans softly, his lips slightly parted. His forehead was warm, most likely a fever.
Thatcher tensed when he heard Halo groan. He hurried a bit with Glitch into the other room. “Halo?” He asked quickly, a worried look in his eyes as he kneeled down in front of Halo and looked at him.
Halo blinks a few times. "I don't feel so good…" He mumbles, his cheeks flushed with color. He was warm, above temperature.
Thatcher reached up and felt Halo’s forehead. “Baby, you’re burning up..” he breathed out. Did Halo have an infection?
One of the cuts on his side was swelling lightly, festering a bit, by the looks of it, it had managed to get infected. Halo leans against Thatchers hand, mumbling something softly.
Thatcher looked at the cut and frowned. “It’s okay, you’ll be okay,” he breathed out. He pressed his lips to Halo’s forehead before he got out a bottle of disinfectant. “Hold still, baby. This will sting a little.”
Halo nods, obeying. He held perfectly still. Glitch trots to Nike's side, his puff ball tail wagging a little.
Thatcher got a small rag and got it damp with the disinfectant. He then pressed it to the cut. Nike, still in the kitchen in her human form, looked at Glitch and began to pat him.
Halo whimpers softly before takkng a deep breath and trying to keep calm. He bites his lip harshly. Glitch nuzzled into her hand and pants softly.
Thatcher held it there for a minute longer before moving it away. “There, it’s okay,” he soothed, pressing another kiss to Halo’s forehead.
Halo smiles a little as he's kissed, nuzzling into his warmth. "I love you." He mumbles tiredly.
“I love you too, angel,” Thatcher mumbled. “I can pick up some antibiotics from the store later to help with the infection,” he said.
Halo nods, looking up at the other and smiling weakly. "Thank you, Thatcher… But shouldn't you rest as well?"
Thatcher shook his head. “I need to take care of you first, love,” he mused, pressing a gentle kisss to the side of Halo’s throat.
Halo purrs softly as Thatcher kisses him. That always made him feel better instantly. He sighs softly. "But you need yo rest too…" He mumbles sleepily.
Thatcher shook his head as he placed more kisses to Halo’s throat. “I’ll be fine. Go back to sleep or relax while I finish with your wounds.”
Halo nods, shutting his eyes. His flushed cheeks a bright pink and his lips parted slightly.
(Hey, sorry I haven’t responded. I’ve been very busy and a lil stressed so I haven’t really gotten to most of my replies)
Thatcher sucked softly at the skin above a part of the main artery in Halo’s neck, creating a light hickey in the skin. He then pressed the gauze to his wound gently before wrapping it in bandages.
(It's totally fine, love!)
Halo melted into Thatcher, sighing happily. He relaxes and smiles as the other takes care of him. "Thank you, Thatcher." He mumbles softly.
“You’re welcome, angel,” Thatcher murmured softly in response. He had finished with Halo’s wound. “I’ll go get your breakfast before Nike makes a mess of it,” he mumbled with a small chuckle.
Halo chuckles softly at that as he rests on the couch. Glitch settles at Halos side, licking his hand gently. Halo shut his eyes relaxing.
Thatcher pecked Halo’s lips before standing. He went back into the kitchen, and Nike was still on the counter, looking at Halo’s food now. “This looks weird..” she hummed, and he thought the middle head was there now. “I don’t understand either, but people who eat like it.”
Halo sighed happily as he rested, running a hand along Glitch's fur. He had a look of content, his lips slightly parted, his eyes lightly shut.
(Hi, sorry for not answering. I have been very busy with the ACT coming up, so I wasn’t on at all)
Thatcher gave Nike’s had a little smack when she was about to touch the food. “Don’t. That’s not for you. We can go buy some later if you want some,” he said. She twitched and gave a little pout and a nod- the left head. He then brought the food into the other room.
(It's totally fine!)
Halo slowly opened his eyes when Thatcher walked in. He smiled warmly. "You really didn't have to." He says quietly.
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