( good. )

( cue him emerging from his room, still pale as a sheet. definitely wearing one of Sebastian's hoodies. )

I'm fine. ( Yep. Still burning up. ) You said you got soup?

The one that doesn't make me vomit. ( He sits on the sofa, curling up. ) Tomato.

Uh. Yeah. Why not.

Good lad.

( he silently takes it, taking tiny bites of the bread first. )

Groans. "So he can come and tell me I'm sick?"

"Moran, I'll be fine," he sighs. God. Stubborn arsehole.

Maybe he should put Pierse in his will, as well. To... Support Moran. Hm.

Apocalypse.⠀ I'll be over at ᴇᴠᴀɴꜱ. for the rest of the evening! Feel free to send me stuff there

... He loves it when Sebastian is so dominant.

Hi, twink.

Apocalypse.⠀ I have so many bookmarks I'm sorry 😭

... Or I could just order you.

Ha.

Smartarse.

even when god turns his back on me, you’re there.

He's feeling much better.

Apocalypse.⠀ mormor 🥰