Aw, how sad that would be, and even then Deamion would still feel a lil pissed at him. Scolding him for getting sick and everything, 

D: You idiot. You couldn't just go to the hospital sooner or something. Urgh, get me a cab, I'm taking him home. I can't believe-Urgh...let's..let's just go. We'll work everything out later, for now I just need him back.

MUCH LATER
D: Ah, would medicine even work on something like this? *muttering to self*
???: Deamion, you didn't call me for so long. What are you doing?
D: I'm sorry, I...my boyfriend's been sick. I need to get home to him.
???: but Deamion, I'm your boyfriend.
D: What? Look, I have to go now, I-ow! That hurts.
???: I'm your boyfriend, don't you know that?
D; Ah-ow! Let go! Stop it-I-mph...Stop! You idiot, I-

 C: Deamion, where are you? I thought you'd be back by now.
D: *on the phone* l-look, I'm busy and-
C: What could be more important than this? Look come home-
D:Urgh, I won't be coming home for a while.
C: But-
D: Look, I'm busy okay!? Just take care of Blake and...don't let him know I'm gone, okay?