[ Mikleo isn't at all small- so he doesn't worry too much about being too heavy for him. At least for now. He leans against Mikleo and finds his forehead settling quickly to the curve of his shoulder. His eyes close with a struggle for a brief breath, shivering with the fever's chills racking through his body again.
His arms hang uselessly, crossing a little but even his grip starts to grow a little weaker at this point. The chocolate's effects are hitting him harder by now. He blinks a little blearily again and he chuckles quietly. ]
..Yeah, I know. Thank you. Mikleo. [ There's that feeling that he knows, anyways. That Mikleo wouldn't think of him as a bother- and that if Mikleo didn't want to, he wouldn't force himself to. He mumbles into Mikleo's shoulder after. ] I appreciate it.
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His arms hang uselessly, crossing a little but even his grip starts to grow a little weaker at this point. The chocolate's effects are hitting him harder by now. He blinks a little blearily again and he chuckles quietly. ]
..Yeah, I know. Thank you. Mikleo. [ There's that feeling that he knows, anyways. That Mikleo wouldn't think of him as a bother- and that if Mikleo didn't want to, he wouldn't force himself to. He mumbles into Mikleo's shoulder after. ] I appreciate it.