[ Groaning as he felt out for the bed, the cat stretching up and rubbing against his hand as he gently stroked it to make it move out of the way, not wanting to lay on it.
His body was hot. His surprisingly muscular arms and chest were damp with sweat and stained with pollen and crushed petals. Slumping down onto the bed, breathing laboured breaths as he covered his mouth and coughed out another handful of petals. ]
S-sure, sure, we can talk I just... I need to...
[ Tugging the hem of his shirt up, struggling to peel it up and over his head on his own. His ribs discoloured with pretty flower-shaped bruises, veins looking like vines just under the skin, moving and growing, strangling his lungs with each pained breath he took.
Maybe he was suffering so badly because the secret he kept had been in his family for generations? A secret that wouldn't hold any importance here, which is why Hoshina doesn't expect it to the the actual secret that's making him ill. ]
--Ha, you hear that, Shiro? Nao-chan thinks you're cute.
[ Talking to the cat as his cheeks flushed with colour. Was his fever getting worse or was he trying to deflect her comment so as not to feel embarrassed about it? ]
cw: body horror
His body was hot. His surprisingly muscular arms and chest were damp with sweat and stained with pollen and crushed petals. Slumping down onto the bed, breathing laboured breaths as he covered his mouth and coughed out another handful of petals. ]
S-sure, sure, we can talk I just... I need to...
[ Tugging the hem of his shirt up, struggling to peel it up and over his head on his own. His ribs discoloured with pretty flower-shaped bruises, veins looking like vines just under the skin, moving and growing, strangling his lungs with each pained breath he took.
Maybe he was suffering so badly because the secret he kept had been in his family for generations? A secret that wouldn't hold any importance here, which is why Hoshina doesn't expect it to the the actual secret that's making him ill. ]
--Ha, you hear that, Shiro? Nao-chan thinks you're cute.
[ Talking to the cat as his cheeks flushed with colour. Was his fever getting worse or was he trying to deflect her comment so as not to feel embarrassed about it? ]