[He's checking her temperature anyway, mostly to give himself an idea as to whether it's getting worse or not.]
Would this be fair? You close your eyes for a few minutes and I'll write my own timeline of the year's events. Then we can compare them, without your notes informing mine or giving me a bias.
[Yuuto waits until she's laid down, then puts his hand on her cheek. He's colder to touch this time; Not the smartest way to use his power, but Yuuto is purposefully lowering his temperature to contrast her fever.]
Hm? [He's glad that it's helping. Enough so to keep his hand near her cheek, gently brushing her hair out of the way. Her gratitude makes him laugh softly.] We're both grateful for each other then. I'm happy not to leave.
[But you’re sleeping! He almost says… Except that he knows Inaba’s journal has missing sections and she values her memory. She’s probably hurting right now.
So he nods in understanding. He won’t argue it today. Instead he reaches out to ruffle her bangs, letting his cooled hand linger over her skin.]
[Yuuto is quietly writing the notes that he promised, occasionally leaning over to stroke her cheeks with his cold hands. And he’s not waking her up in a half hour! He will accept death if it means that Inaba gets to sleep more. It isn’t like the plans they’ve made have a time limit.]
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[ She's going to hide under her blanket and scream (softly) now. ]
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WHAT HAS HE DONE???
Can he even go back in the room after that?? Maybe he should wait here and hope the floor swallows him up???
Ugh but Inaba needs a glass of water.
How did this happen??]
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Ugh.
She was really happy but also really embarrassed!!!!! ]
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Not when she’s being a cute blanket burrito..!]
I brought your water, uh… How’s… your fever? [When they’re both blushing is probably not the time to check that!]
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[ Okay she needs to adjust herself so she can take the water. ]
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Would this be fair? You close your eyes for a few minutes and I'll write my own timeline of the year's events. Then we can compare them, without your notes informing mine or giving me a bias.
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... give me half an hour. I'll rest for that long.
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[Yuuto waits until she's laid down, then puts his hand on her cheek. He's colder to touch this time; Not the smartest way to use his power, but Yuuto is purposefully lowering his temperature to contrast her fever.]
I'll be right here. Tell me if you need anything.
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You feel nice...
[ The coolness of his touch is reassuring, in more ways than one. ]
I should be thanking you. For not leaving.
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Get some sleep. I'll be right here.
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U, um. Okay.
If you do... I'll say something weird back? [this is not something to make equal, but he's not sure what else to say.]
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[ She fumbles to grab her phone to do just that real quick before actually going to sleep for real this time. ]
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[... oookay that's normal.
He floats the hotel notepad and pen closer and begins the task of writing then!]
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So he nods in understanding. He won’t argue it today. Instead he reaches out to ruffle her bangs, letting his cooled hand linger over her skin.]
Record a good sleep, then. I love you, Himeko.
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[ And now she's just gonna drift off to sleep for thirty minutes. ]
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