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weldedtomyspineMomoko had been fighting off the last of the flu throughout the week, and that had meant that she and Jaime had been sleeping separately for a while. Given that they'd done that for, well, a long time Jaime would have thought it wouldn't be a big deal, but he'd found he really missed her. Even if he did check in on her every so often to make sure she had water and tissues. And that the selection of flowers in the vase next to her bed had plenty of water.
This morning (like many mornings) she'd woken up and declared that she was all better, but this time Khaji'Da had actually agreed that her immune responses had returned to baseline. So he'd made waffles for breakfast, and then they'd gone out for a walk. It had been nice to just be outside, with the wind in their faces and no coughing or sniffling ruining things. A couple of errands later, a movie, and dinner, and suddenly it was late.
So now they were parked on the couch, Momoko half sprawled on Jaime, as they played Mario Kart. They'd been at it long enough that it wasn't clear who had started using the technique of "nudging" the other person with an elbow when they got too far ahead (Jaime would insist that it was Momoko who'd started the violence), but by now they were doing as much shoving and laughing as they were actual virtual driving.
"I'm on my final lap!" Jaime crowed with a grin as Momoko tried to shove his controller out of his hand.
This morning (like many mornings) she'd woken up and declared that she was all better, but this time Khaji'Da had actually agreed that her immune responses had returned to baseline. So he'd made waffles for breakfast, and then they'd gone out for a walk. It had been nice to just be outside, with the wind in their faces and no coughing or sniffling ruining things. A couple of errands later, a movie, and dinner, and suddenly it was late.
So now they were parked on the couch, Momoko half sprawled on Jaime, as they played Mario Kart. They'd been at it long enough that it wasn't clear who had started using the technique of "nudging" the other person with an elbow when they got too far ahead (Jaime would insist that it was Momoko who'd started the violence), but by now they were doing as much shoving and laughing as they were actual virtual driving.
"I'm on my final lap!" Jaime crowed with a grin as Momoko tried to shove his controller out of his hand.
