[You feel gross when you almost lose it again, eyes squeezing shut before you try to breathe through it. You’re used to Danny though, and you love him completely and a hundred percent.]
Danny, bud sometimes I worry about your eating habits. But I guess with them you’d be pretty used to it. Eugh, still. Thanks for dealing with me being all gross.
[He coos your name back and you breathe out a tiny bit, shifting and tucking yourself closer when he holds you closer.]
[You rub his back as he goes stiff, nuzzling more into his hair. Poor Arin. You know he hates this. It’s one thing to take care of someone, it’s a whole other thing to be the one who’s sick. The least you can do is make him feel better about… All of it.]
Hey, I’ll be fine. I’m a gaggy little fuck, but I feel pretty okay in general. If you can keep me feeling okay, I can take care of you, too.
[You nod against the top of his head, your other arm curling around his waist, hand staying on his back. You say his name again, nice and soft, just trying to reassure him that everything’s okay. Even if he makes a mess of you.]