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Quietly Iris took the food from him as he played doctor helping her on the road to recovery, but again her thoughts trailed off unable to contain them or ignore them like she had been doing. The feelings had never stopped for him, she had never gotten over her infatuation of him and as much as she wanted to ignore it push it to one side right now, she couldn’t. Not whilst they were sat so close together and even though he was feeding her because she had been stubborn it was somewhat romantic and very sweet of him to do. He was taking into consideration her health and he didn’t have too; they could have pushed on she would have forced herself too for him.

Stop it. As much as she denied it, she just wanted nothing more than to kiss him, to feel his arms hold her once more because she couldn’t forget it. Iris couldn’t forget they way they had been together, the kisses, the small touches. The laughter over silly subjects, the way they would tease each other and make jokes like they had known each other for years. Iris longed for that feeling again, she wished they could just go back in time, but she knew it would never happen.

If only I could have hated him, if only it didn’t happen this way, but even I don’t truly wish for that. Regardless of it all I will cherish those memories. I enjoyed every second of it. Lost in her own thoughts about how much she wished they could just be them again she didn’t notice his eyes lingering on her lips. Taken from her thoughts she looked back towards him sighing as she heard his soft voice encouraging her to eat a few more bites. “I…” Rubbing her stomach with her hand she had almost forgotten how unsettled it had been, but that was because she was too busy wanting to be closer to him.

“I will try a few more.” Smiling as she reached out her hand touching his arm gently, “Thank you Cas.” The heat radiated off of her pale hand as she touched his arm, inwardly cursing as she couldn’t resist the small touch between them. In hindsight it was a bad idea because she ended up looking at him, the soft features on his face. Eyes now lingering on his own lips as her thoughts ran wild, the little devil on her shoulder telling her to just kiss him but she still had some reasoning left in her. Fighting with herself as the heat she was feeling was becoming unbearable it was starting to affect with her sense of reason because she knew she shouldn’t. She knew that deep down it was a bad idea to be close to him, to have her hand touching his arm gently like she used too but the desire to kiss him hadn’t left. Without realising she has edged closer to him, shifting in her position. Eyes still looking at his lips as she hadn’t removed her hand from his arm.
Yeah! It's such a good outlet!

Omg this is so cute ;A;
Biting her lip as she watched the bashful look turn into a wince, she felt a little bad for him, he had never had experiences like this before, but she didn’t think he was spoiled. The kindness he expressed was not that of a spoiled brat wanting to get his own way all the time. “I don’t think you’re spoiled. I honestly think you were sheltered from all of this, the way you’ve reacted to it all. I don’t think you would have let this get so bad if you hadn’t have known. I meant it when I said you'd be a great ruler.” That was honestly what she thought, she didn’t think he had caused any of this. Sadly, he could have maybe done something if he had known, but she doubted he would have found out. Not until he was ruling and at that point it could have been too late to open him up to the truth.

It was hard to picture him in a bad light; sure, he had those members of the scourge executed he had made that order but that was how he had been raised. Just like she had been raised differently. It gave her hope that when he returned, he would make change, or at least try too and to her that would be a victory. Whatever happened to her she didn’t care, not if it meant he was now aware of what was going on in the districts. They had only just touched on some of it, Bel Bicis was perhaps the worst, but she was certain the other districts where probably suffering right now.

“I know…” Sighing softly as she looked down at the bottled water she placed it on the table knowing she had to try, but with how her stomach was it just wasn’t right and she didn’t want him seeing her so weak as to her she would only appear pathetic.

Thankfully the fever had flushed her cheeks because she felt herself stutter at his warning. She was then finding it hard not to enjoy the familiar feeling of warmth as he was close to her because she wanted nothing more than to just curl into his arms and sleep feeling that safety around her.

Huffing as he called her stubborn ordering her to open up, she looked at the fork that poked at the bottom of her lip and her mind wandered without even meaning too. The idea that he was feeding her, that this was something people would do when they were close. When they were dating as couples would feed one another. No. This is different. Trying to remind herself that this wasn’t some cute gesture of feeding her, this was simple because she was unwell and had to eat. This was nothing more than that even though her heart longed for it.

For a split second she debated on refusing to open up but that would only make things worse, her quickened heartbeat had already told her that she was still into him as much as she denied it. Biting her lip she nodded before finally opening up to take some of the food he had been offering her, it didn’t stop her heart from racing but thankfully that and her flush skin could be blamed on the fever and not the fact she was attracted to him.
Ohhh well it looks good! I love hand drawing myself and just creating things in general like building props.

Awh bless him, I can only see them both being quite stubborn haha
Iris felt herself huff without even realising at his words, of course she didn’t want to take longer to get better they both knew that but again eating didn’t sound appetizing at all. A part of her was worried if she tried to eat and brought it back up, she wouldn’t make it to the bathroom on time, not with her body feeling as weak as it did. Even when she had tried to get to her feet to see if he was okay had been a struggle. The warmth of the blanket certainly wasn’t helping her mood either which only added to her frustration.

Hearing him fiddle with what she could assume was the can opener she was curious as to what he was going to make, she was certain he hadn’t cooked before. If she recalled a past conversation when she had said how she enjoyed cooking he had found it amusing, apparently high borns didn’t really cook. They had people for that. They have people for everything. Thinking to herself as she tried to take a peek but the struggle wasn’t worth it so she sunk back down into the sofa grumbling to herself about how inconvenient this fever was.

Unable to contain the flinch when she heard the plates on the side, she knew it wasn’t loud but for some reason the sound had gone right through her. The headache was no bout a side effect of the fever and only another thing to inconvenience her. Maybe this is karma for what I have done? Sighing softly to herself as she couldn’t stop her thoughts swirling around the negative, as much as she wanted to be positive, she was finding it quite difficult lately and her mask was cracking. Keeping up the act was becoming tiresome and she couldn’t easily convince people she was fine like she had before.

Glancing over as the plates were placed on the coffee table, she watched the food debating on if she wanted to even try it. “Is this the first time you’ve cooked?” Asking softly as she looked back at Cas, “N-Not saying it looks horrible! No... It looks great! I eh… I just.” Trying to catch her words as she flustered, “I remember you saying you’ve never done something like this before.” Pulling the blanket around her more as she kept herself on the sofa with her barely touched water, she didn’t reach for the food. Not yet. Even as she watched as he ate, she hoped it would make her feel hungry, but it didn’t. All she felt was her stomach churn away at the idea off anything touching it and she could only grimace at the idea.

Between the tender feeling of her stomach to the guilt rising up for not eating what he had made she felt conflicted with herself. The heat was making her breathless and as much as she wanted to throw the blanket to one side she gripped it harder trying not to break that order at least.
Yaaay! Ohhh nice! I should be around for a little this evening too!

I like the new photo!!

Also Iris is quite bad at staying still. She hates being ill and just finds it hard to rest xD
“I’m f-fine…” Iris tried to counter with her shaky voice knowing full well it was complete and utter bullshit and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out either. “Are… are you okay?” Asking once more as she felt him usher her back to the couch to rest as he had ordered before, she knew she shouldn’t be pushing it because it would only delay them further especially seeing as Cas refused to just rest for an hour before going back on route. The idea of delaying them further didn’t sit right with her, but then he could be as stubborn as her it seemed. Especially when it came to health matters.

It was strange because she knew how much she hated the doctors, hospitals and everything around health. Even staying in one for a brief period of time had gotten under her skin, but she couldn’t just leave especially as she couldn’t walk at that time. Usually though she’d just push through whatever illness she had, she had never taken too much care over her health before and that was something she was relearning about herself with her fragmented memories slowly piecing back together.

“Thanks.” Taking the blanket from him as she looked down at the floor, guilty because it was her fault yet again on not getting him home sooner. Looking at the blanket clutched in her trembling hands she sighed knowing he was right, although she had been cold a moment before she was starting to feel hot again and a part of her didn’t want to go under the blanket because it would be uncomfortable. Running her fingers across the material it was soft at least, it would be comfortable just warm. Shaking her head, she knew she couldn’t fight him on this, wrapping the blanket around her as instructed she glanced back over as he offered her one of the water bottles.

Clasping the water as she steadied her hands, she took a sip before placing it on her lap unable to stop the soft smile on her face, it was strange hearing him order her around, but it came from a good place. For her to get better and break the fever. It took a moment for her to register that he had spoken about putting some food together for them, at the thought of food it made her stomach churn and she groaned. “Can we wait for food? I just…. I don’t think I’d keep it down. I’m really not hungry.” She had lost her appetite from last night back at Maisies and it hadn’t returned.

Pulling up her legs onto the sofa she curled up gripping the water she had only taken a sip from, already she was becoming uncomfortably warm and her hand itched to pull off the blanket. Sighing heavily, she rubbed her eyes as she tried to get herself comfortable, but nothing was working. How am I going to rest? I hate staying still when I know I can do something to help.
Haha wow! On the plus side you've finally done it now!

Awh bless Cas, he is so sweet poor thing.
Hearing the enthusiasm as he volunteered to take a look she didn’t get her hopes up, she knew how hard medicine was to come by and it was highly unlikely Maisie had anymore seeing as they had already taken her painkillers. Opening her eyes to take a glance at what he was doing she could only assume that there had been no medicine in the backpack as now he was drumming his fingers against his knee. “It’s fine, the fever will break on its own. We don’t need medicine.” Offering a smile as she shifted on the sofa trying to make herself comfortable.

Although her words had seemingly fallen on deaf ears because he was determined to find something to help by the looks of his actions. Watching as he left to search the bathroom, she felt herself sigh, finally letting her guard down as she couldn’t keep up the act that she was fine. That was draining her enough, but it was hard not to feel guilty that it was now her fault they couldn’t continue on. Great, what use have I really been to him right now? It was hard to stop the downward spiral when she hadn’t truly left it. The guilt would slowly eat away at her and she knew it would plague her.

Iris was so out of it she hadn’t caught the fact he had moved from the bathroom to the kitchen rummaging around for whatever he could find. A part of her wanted to sleep, she knew she would get some rest, but something didn’t feel right. Sleeping in someone else’s home surrounded by a dead district, it seemed ludicrous but what if they did rise from the dead like the Zombie movies. They would be surrounded with no means of escape, no means to fight especially with his injury and she could barely stand right now.

Feeling her body tremble, she was unsure on if it was because she felt cold, or she was scared. It was probably a mixture of the two, but she didn’t want to focus on it. Whimpering slightly from the sofa she hated the feeling of being uncomfortable, she couldn’t relax, and she was restless with everything that was going on around her. Hearing some sort of noise, she opened her eyes looking up for Cas thinking it was him, amidst the little light and her vision not being perfect she couldn’t see him in the room. Narrowing her eyes as she tried to focus, she heard a quick shuffle of feet, disappearing into the distance and then she heard it. He had hurled. Cringing at the sound she could only imagine what had brought it on, perhaps he was now unwell too? Or maybe he had seen something in the house?

Not wanting to leave him alone she mustered all her strength determined to get herself off of the sofa, stumbling a few of the steps as she crashed against the wall wincing from the impact as she used it to prop herself up so she could make her way to the bathroom. Panting from the effort she blinked a few times trying to blink away the tiny black dots that had appeared as she tried not to sway on the spot, “H-Hey…” Panting out her words as she tried to continue on her path to the bathroom, “C-Cas, are you okay?”
No that's fair!

I like it! Ohhh I see! How long have you wanted to change it?

Omg!!! Great minds think alike haha. I just thought it would have a bit of an effect on Cas seeing the family photo of them looking happy and reminded of their dead bodies haha.
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