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[jinlingers]

Does anyone know how to aid one to sleep. I don't feel well and every time I try to sleep... I keep having...

It doesn't matter. Does anyone know how to make me sleep?

[ He's feverish and sleep-deprived and okay maybe a little freaked out and panicky but he'd never admit that. ]

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[bluebun]

I can come over and run one for you if you'd like.

[jinlingers]

Mhm..

[ It's weird...but good... to have Sizhui back and he just doesn't question it. ]

[bluebun]

Mm. Where are you now?

[jinlingers]

I'm home.

[ An address, just in case. ]

[bluebun]

I’ll be right over. 💙

[ the address is appreciated, without it he probably wouldn’t know or remember . It doesn’t take long for his arrival either. ]

[jinlingers]

[ Jin Ling acknowledges that and waits for Sizhui to arrive. He still lives in the home that Jin Zixuan had acquired even though his father is gone. He is already waiting at the door, leaning heavily on the frame and Fairy whining at him trying to get him to go sit back down or lay down. ]

[bluebun]

[ when he arrives, the combination of Fairy’s reaction and the state the boy is in, Sizhui rushes over and reaches for Jin Ling. ]

This isn’t just sleep…what’s wrong?

[jinlingers]

[ Jin Ling looks at Sizhui as he comes close. He shakes his head. ]

Just a curse… those usually don’t last long.

[ this one has just been awful. ]

[bluebun]

How long? How long has this been going on?

[ ushering the other inside, he frowns. ]

Is there a way to break it?

[jinlingers]

[ Jin Ling shrugs and looks down at his hands. ]

A few days?

[ He's so tired and anxious at this point it's hard to be sure. ]

I think it just has to time out...

[bluebun]

How long does that usually take?

[ either way, he is ushering Jin Ling into the wash room and running him a bath once he sits him down safely somewhere first.

once the water is running, he moves over to Jin Ling and urges him to stand, moves back behind him and twirls his hair up out of the way and pins it with one of his own hair sticks. ]

[jinlingers]

I don't know...

[ Jin Ling isn't even totally sure how long it's been going on. ]

Maybe a week...

[ He's quiet after that as the other gets the water running as he sits and watches his movements. He allows the other to help him, biting his lip as his hair is pinned up and there's something that feels strangely intimate about the action. ]