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“No but really, Sousuke, you’re going to have to at least get a drink dude. You’re fucking boring bro!” With a roll of his eyes, Sousuke accepted the beer from his roommate just so the other could shut up and leave him alone. The music was already loud enough, he didn’t need his douchebag friend to yell in his ear too.

The Theta Sigma dorms held the most epic parties on campus, a fact which the teal eyed man didn’t know until he joined and got initiated in the most embarrassing manner, at one of said parties. Now he tended to go out whenever his fellows were wilding out but tonight he didn’t have anywhere to go, so he nursed his beer and entertained himself by watching the inebriated crowd.

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It was summer, the sun beating down from the clear sky. Only puffy white clouds dotted the azure sky. The tall man looked up for a moment, wiping the sweat from his brow as he was working on the shrine grounds. Peaceful, quiet, those were proper words to describe the grounds of his family land. He was busy washing and sweeping the walkways. Dumping buckets of water on the ground and mopping it around. 

The sound of cicadas and bugs buzzing in the daytime heat filled his ears. Chimes from the temple and surrounding buildings. He could feel it, in his bones the sacred wind of this place. 

My Muse is very ill and is now bedridden, You Muse is now taking care of Mine, Send “Healing Touch” for My Muse’s reaction to opening their Eyes and finding Your Muse at their Bedside, Nursing Mine back to Health..

He had decided that just this once… maybe he could skip swim practice.

Rin had been fine that morning, fit as a fiddle and content to go to his classes and go about his day as usual. However, around lunch, his stomach had turned and he had started feeling hot. By the time class was over, he had all but blacked out on his desk, and had to haul himself back to his dorm room on unsteady feet.

Thankfully, the room was empty, and dark, Sousuke clearly having already left for practice. The redhead sank into his bunk with a groan, wiping at his forehead with the back of his hand. He was sweating and feverish. Barely a minute of lying there and he was fast asleep, still fully dressed and simply sprawled out on the bedspread.

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he woke, but he could hear noises in the room around him. He seemed to be tucked into his bed now, stripped down to the essentials of clothing, his tanktop and boxer shorts. Slowly, he opened one eye, groaning at the light that struck pain into his head.

[TEXT]: Sleep. Is what I need. 

[TEXT]: It’s what I’m not getting with you texting me at 4am

[TEXT]: …

[TEXT]: Oniichan said he’d help. 

[TEXT]: He said he’d beat the sleep into you.