the cure for what ails ya [open]

[has_a_horn]

(slight sickness related grossness in the following)

He wakes up sore, and not in a fun way. He groans, and every muscle in his body protests as he swings his legs around the edge of the bed and sits up. What the hell is this? He stomach feels wrong and his head is pounding like he's got the worst hangover imaginable. Actually, worse than imaginable because when he attempts to heal himself, nothing happens.

There's something on his face- he lifts a hand and "Ughh-" that's definitely snot on his face. There is snot where it definitely should not be. At least when he goes to wipe it away, it disappears.

Whatever this is, he clearly needs help. A moment later, he arrives lying face down on Johnny's bed.

He groans. "Johnny, I've been cursed. Probly the rift. You need to-" He waves a hand vaguely then coughs, and for a moment he feels like he might just keep coughing forever, but it passes. "-call Aziraphale. He needs to come'n do something." He's ill. Surely this is what it feels like to be deathly ill, and if Aziraphale can't heal him, maybe he can reverse whatever curse the rift or whoever has put on him.

(He'll be with Johnny for a while, but later he'll be up at his place again, likely flopped in bed. Anyone is free to visit then)

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[johnny_truant]

"It's not useless, dummy," says Johnny gently, fussing with his phone as he sends a text to Aziraphale. "99 and a half is a fever. A low one, but still. You probably have some kind of rift flu."

Text sent, he sets his phone down and goes back to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. "I don't really have anything that's good for it right now but I can go get some stuff." He brings the glass back and plunks it on the bedside table next to Gabe. "Until your pal gets here, we're treating you like a human. You need to hydrate. Drink up."

He barely notices how take-charge he's being - it seems like a pretty simple matter, really, Gabe's sick and fussy and has no idea what he's wrangling with. Johnny is an expert compared to him. Easy enough to fall into that caretaker role. He doesn't bother examining it.

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel stares at the glass of water like it's personally offended him. He's not exactly comfortable where he is, but it's better than moving. He huffs out another breath and closes his eyes so he doesn't have to look at it taunting him.

"In a minute," he says. He's survived the last...however long it's been since he last drank water. Year? Years? He can survive a few more minutes. And if this is the rift trying to kill him, it'll probably kill him whether or not he drinks the damn water anyway.

"Johnny- What if the rift is trying to kill me. Very slowly." He sighs and opens his eyes again to look at the glass of water. He'll have to try everything. Just...not yet. Maybe after Aziraphale comes. "What a dick. Rift. Dick rift."

[johnny_truant]

"It's not trying to kill you," says Johnny with a paternal tone of don't be ridiculous, trying very hard to ignore the sudden clench of his heart, the tightness in his chest, what if-? No. He refuses to believe it. The Rift killed Daniel in a matter of agonizing minutes, and if it wanted to kill Gabe it could find a way, something less unbelievably stupid and low-key as this.

"It's a cold," he says. "You're gonna feel like shit for a bit but you're not dying. Drink your damn water, don't be a baby."

His phone buzzes, and he picks it back up.

"Oh for fuck's sake." He laughs softly, pressing a hand to his face. "It's going around. Nerd-angel's got it too." He waggles his phone toward Gabe and then slips it in his pocket. "He says he'll try to come over when he can. Look, I don't have enough stuff here to help you. I'm gonna go get some things, okay? At the bodega nearby. I'll just be a little bit."

He wanders over near the door to start putting on his shoes, fully braced for a tidal wave of protests.

[has_a_horn]

"I don't want things. I want you." It makes complete sense to him. Johnny could just tell him what he needs and Gabriel could bring it here. There's no need for Johnny to go anywhere. He pouts and turns his head in the opposite direction, then extends out his arm when he sees that Yarrow is making his way over to him. Softly, he says "hey" and strokes the top of Yarrow's head. It reminds him that in his rush to come see Johnny, he forgot that Scout won't know where he's gone.

He makes an aborted attempt to look back to where Johnny is getting ready to go. "Should go upstairs. Scout's all alone."

[johnny_truant]

"Aww," says Johnny, sarcastic but affectionate. He laces up his chucks and wanders back to the bed, smiling down at the rabbit. He sets his hand on Gabe's head. "You go upstairs. Bring Yarrow. I'll come back with some stuff okay? Promise I'll be quick."

He leans down and gives Gabe a little peck on the forehead. It's kinda nice being the put-together one for once.

He ruffles Gabe's hair, grabs his wallet and keys, and heads out.