Yea, I Did This

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He smiles a bit and nods. “With bell peppers and onion!” His eyes seemed to light up a bit at the suggestion.

“Okay. As long as you’ll eat it.” He said, starting to get the ingredients.

He seemed… dazed, and a little pale. “…Y-Yeah… ‘m fine…” he mumbled, somewhat clinging to Geoff.

“Obviously you’re not fine.” He said, holding onto him. “What happened?”

“…..Don’t kill me, but I may have… avoided eating or sleeping for the last 3 days?” He’s… smiling sheepishly.

“Killian!” He frowned, moving to help him sit down. “I’ll make you food, then you sleep.”

“Can’t. That’s the problem.” He mumbled. “I’ve been trying to sleep but I just can’t.”

“Oh, that’s shitty.” He said, moving to the kitchen. “I can still cook you food.”

“Yes please.” He hummed softly, rubbing his eyes. He looked… well, frankly, awful. “Sleep would be great if I was able to.”

“Maybe once you eat you’ll fall asleep.” He suggested, pausing. “What do you want to eat?”

“See, that’s what I’m afraid of…” He mumbled under his breath, before looking back up. “Oh, uh… Anything’s good, just as long as it’s filling.”

Geoff squinted for a moment before moving back to cooking. “Omelette?”

They rushed back to keep him steady, holding his shoulders. “Come on, we gotta get you back home…Jack’s out front waiting for us.” Avery kept a hand on his back, guiding him out of the room.

He moved to keep hold of them, spitting out some more blood. The feeling of it in his mouth was enough for him to not want to have it there. At least Jack would be able to do something for the pain.

He seemed… dazed, and a little pale. “…Y-Yeah… ‘m fine…” he mumbled, somewhat clinging to Geoff.

“Obviously you’re not fine.” He said, holding onto him. “What happened?”

“…..Don’t kill me, but I may have… avoided eating or sleeping for the last 3 days?” He’s… smiling sheepishly.

“Killian!” He frowned, moving to help him sit down. “I’ll make you food, then you sleep.”

“Can’t. That’s the problem.” He mumbled. “I’ve been trying to sleep but I just can’t.”

“Oh, that’s shitty.” He said, moving to the kitchen. “I can still cook you food.”

“Yes please.” He hummed softly, rubbing his eyes. He looked… well, frankly, awful. “Sleep would be great if I was able to.”

“Maybe once you eat you’ll fall asleep.” He suggested, pausing. “What do you want to eat?”

He seemed… dazed, and a little pale. “…Y-Yeah… ‘m fine…” he mumbled, somewhat clinging to Geoff.

“Obviously you’re not fine.” He said, holding onto him. “What happened?”

“…..Don’t kill me, but I may have… avoided eating or sleeping for the last 3 days?” He’s… smiling sheepishly.

“Killian!” He frowned, moving to help him sit down. “I’ll make you food, then you sleep.”

“Can’t. That’s the problem.” He mumbled. “I’ve been trying to sleep but I just can’t.”

“Oh, that’s shitty.” He said, moving to the kitchen. “I can still cook you food.”

He seemed… dazed, and a little pale. “…Y-Yeah… ‘m fine…” he mumbled, somewhat clinging to Geoff.

“Obviously you’re not fine.” He said, holding onto him. “What happened?”

“…..Don’t kill me, but I may have… avoided eating or sleeping for the last 3 days?” He’s… smiling sheepishly.

“Killian!” He frowned, moving to help him sit down. “I’ll make you food, then you sleep.”

He seemed... dazed, and a little pale. “...Y-Yeah... ‘m fine...” he mumbled, somewhat clinging to Geoff.

“Obviously you’re not fine.” He said, holding onto him. “What happened?”

“You were just a little in the way.” He hummed, not taking his hands from her waist.

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