#|| okun

Aw shit.

Tim's quick on his feet scrambling behind Okun to the kitchen hoping they were still edible or perhaps something had simply fallen onto the bottom of the oven at some point and that was what was burning.

Entering he was quick to turn on a fan to help rid of any smoke coming from the oven, when his eyes caught something.

"Guess we forgot to set the timer." He lifted up the small egg-shaped timer from the counter. "So how are they looking, still edible?"

Timaeus didn't have the energy to put up much of a fight or fuss at being scooped up. It did feel kind of nice..... He rests a tired head against Okun's shoulder for a moment until he's placed down.

He doesn't need a doctor or thermometer to tell what he already knew, a nasty fever with the body aches to boot.

"Can't remember the last time I felt this bad..."

Timaeus stretched padding toward the kitchen, a small smile tugged as he looked over at where Okun was asleep on the couch.

He really had stayed with him the entire time.

" Efcharistó, fíle mou."

Timaeus leaned over placing a soft kiss on to the top of his head