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Meredith nodded and stood up again. She grabbed the cough drops and came back over to Brian. “Alright! Here you are,” She said handing them to him. “Anything else?” she asked one more time to make sure.

"Uh, not for now, but thank you," he said smiling. "Sorry I got sick, I didn't mean to," he said after coughing again. Not spilling the soup was proving to be a trying experience and he set it down on the table again.

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"I know I am," She said with a small laugh. "And don’t tempt me, I have to nanny, I don’t need to get sick either." She said with a smile. Meredith knelt down beside him. "Is there anything else you need me to get you?"

"Are there any cough drops?" he asked , taking a spoonful of soup. Meredith was so great, and he was so so relieved that they weren't having tacos. But even the chicken soup couldn't ease the pain in his throat completely.

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"Mhmm," Meredith nodded absent mindedly. She scooped up a bowlful of chicken noodle soup, and walked back over to him, with a spoon and napkin. She walked back over to him and placed the bowl down on the end table. "Alright. There you go, some nice, chicken soup." She said smiling.

Brian was still lying down when he saw her coming with a bowl. He was confused until she told him what it was and his face broke out into the hugest smile he had had all day. "Meredith, you are perfection and I'd kiss you right now, but I'm not sure you would let me," he said matter of factly before coughing again.

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Meredith nodded, “Thanks for the support,” She said smiling. “I mean, why would it matter if you did or not?” She said in the middle of cooking. “It’s not like you’re sick anyway,” she said mock seriously.

Brian suddenly remembered his vow to not be sick, "Right! I'm not sick!" he said more confidently than he felt. However much he didn't want tacos, he didn't want to be sick more.

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"Hmm, I suppose you’re right. But I guess it’ll have to do for the night." She said to him, pulling out various ingredients. "I dunno," She said tipping her head to the side."Something’s just, pulling me to that." She said, with a small laugh, leaning back on her feet, looking at the fridge.

Brian sighed, not actually being able to get up and help her. "I'm helping you in my mind," he called across the room before succumbing to more coughing. After he finished, he said, "I hope I didn't get germs on the food!"

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"Ugh, broth," Meredith said and rolled her eyes for show. "That sounds so plain. Hmmm, I’m thinking more like Mexican. Tacos for dinner right? Taco Tuesday? Though, It is monday, but hey why not spice things up a bit, right?" 

Brian blinked slowly. "Taco Monday just doesn't have the same ring as Taco Tuesday," he said slowly. "Why do you want tacos?" he asked, hoping his distaste for the idea was evident in his voice through the scratchiness.

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Meredith walked over to the couch where Brian was. She rested her arms on the couch looking down at him. She wasn’t going to lie to herself, he looked terrible. She gave a serious nod, “I can see that. Well I’ll just let you be then… Say, what do you want for dinner?” She asked backing away.

Brian tried his best not to look sick when Meredith came over, but he wasn't sure he succeeded. When she left and asked him about food, he nearly shuddered. Food did not sound like a good thing at the current moment, so he coughed instead. Well, he didn't have much of a choice in that matter, but it was a nice excuse to not answer. When he could finally breathe again, he groaned and said, "I dunno, broth or something?"

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As soon as Brian stopped coughing, he gasped out, "I'm not sick!" before resuming coughing. This was shit. Without a doubt, this was his favorite day of the whole year and he was sick. And he knew Meredith well enough to know that she would not believe that he was actually sick. He half smiled-or would've, if he hadn't been interrupted by yet another fit of coughing-at the thought of Meredith creeping around all day trying not to get pranked, his legacy was spread far.

Accidental Arguments || Denise & B-Ho

When something crashed into Brian, he felt his control monetarily slip, but he regained it almost immediately, refusing to make a scene while Denise was in the building. Then he realized that it was Denise that had run into him, and without even thinking, his mind jumped to the conclusion that she wanted to fight because even she couldn't be careless enough to just ram into him. "What is your problem?" he growled.

Brian had made a run to the grocery store to get the stuff for dinner that night. It was when he was standing in front of the avocados that he saw her enter. Immediately, he turned away from the door and decided that he would skip the avocados and get them later, he did not want a confrontation with Denise. Things had been...tense lately. Her attitude towards him hardly helped how awful he already felt for all the terrible things he had done to Meredith.  He didn't know how long he could evade her in the small store, but he would try his hardest to not geti n a fight.

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Meredith smiled painting in silence for a few moment, she stepped down and refilled her bush a got back to work as Brian asked his next question. “I didn’t like the color of the original ones. So I decided enough was enough and that we souks paint over them,” she said with a small shrug.

"Mmm," he said in assent. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't really paying attention, a plan was forming in his mind. There was plenty of paint, it wouldn't hurt if a bit-or a lot-ended up on them instead of the wall. Plus, it would make a really good story and some good pictures. Under the pretense of painting the corner, he grabbed a paint brush and dipped it in paint, took aim, and flicked a glob at Meredith, then looked innocently away and painted the wall. 

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"Good," Meredith said with a smile as she opened a can and poured it on to a paint tray. "Wellllll, if you’re offering I won’t say no," she said with a grin as she looked over at him, and dipped her roller in the paint. Meredith laughed softly,and grabbed the stepping stool from and opened it up. She easily could’ve reached to top of the wall by simply using her powers, but she didn’t want to. It never felt fair when she used hers and Brian didn’t get to use his. "There’s more brushes and rollers in the bag" she said and pointed to a bag in the corner and starter to lay the soft green color on the walls.

Brian was grateful for her small gestures of not using her powers. He'd stopped using his because every time he did, he got out of his own control, and he hated that. But it didn't matter, he could be as normal as possible now, which he had learned wasn't always a bad thing. "Alright," he said, his grin widening. He grabbed a roller and dipped it in paint, starting on the opposite side of the wall from Meredith. "So why are we painting, again?"

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Meredith had moved most of the things out of the way for now, and was about to start laying down a sheet so as not to get paint on the carpet when Brian walked in. “Oh, Um you know just renovating,” she said casually laying the sheet down on the ground. “You don’t mind do you? The color was uh, starting to annoy me,” she said and gestured to the wall.

"No I don't mind," he said, leaning against the door frame and taking a closer look at the room. All of the furniture was pushed up against one wall, and there were several paint cans littered across the floor. "You want help?" he asked with a grin.

Brian was trying to avoid anything to do with Breaking Bad, he did not want to get into that show, his life was already ruined enough. But when he heard something heavy scraping across the floor in the bedroom, he stood up, suddenly worried that someone was in his house. Slowly, he crept across the apartment, trying to make as little noise as possible. He flung the door open, and saw Meredith shoving the furniture across the room, and he relaxed, until he realized that all of the furniture was in disarray. "Uh, whatcha doin, Mere?" he asked, his voice laced with confusion. 

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"Well it’s perfect." She said with a smile. It was truly that that they’d both been so busy, and Meredith loved every chance she got to spend time with Brian. "Ah yes, the puffy shirt. Who doesn’t love the puffy shirt?"She said with a small laugh. "Maybe I’ll get you a puffy shirt." She joked.

"I'd probably wear the puffy shirt," Brian said with a chuckle. He was mostly joking, but there was an element of seriousness there, puffy shirts looked fun. 

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"Totally" She agreed nodding her head. Meredith smiled as she watched him out in the discs eager for him to sit back on the on the couch, just so she could snuggle with him. She rested her head on her husband and pulled up a blanket and threw it over them. She giggled softly, "That sounds delightful. Thank you, Bri, this was a really nice way to start the day… And spend the day." She added with a smile then gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Brian smiled, "You're welcome! We've both been so busy lately that I thought this would be a good way to spend our lazy day." As an afterthought, he added, "Plus we get to see Colin Firth and the puffy white shirt."