It Came Out of Nowhere

[vesper_verde]

It had been a very long day at work, and he had a very long night of patrolling in front of him. Marcelo leaned against the wall of the elevator as he traveled toward the penthouse. It felt like someone hung cinder blocks from his shoulders. He dropped his briefcase when the elevator came to a stop.

He let out a soft grown as he bent over to pick it up. A wave of general hurt washed over him. Marcelo straightened up with a sigh and a shiver. Well, whatever this was, he only has time for dinner to fix it. Then he had things to do.

As the elevator doors opened, he rubbed his eyes and barely managed to not walk smack into the door halfway in his way. Once in the penthouse, he dropped his briefcase just inside the door way. He made his way to the kitchen to see if there was a bite to eat.

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[vesper_verde]

It was a testament to how miserable he felt that he gave up so easily. It only took two to three increasing instances of pointing out he should stay for him to at least acknowledge it. He was rapidly running out of energy to do anything, arguing with his wife drained him when he was healthy anyway.

"Around? Okay." He rubbed his hand across his forehead in the hopes it would make the room seem cooler somehow. "Don't need to make make yourself catch-"

He paused. "You don't get sick, do you?"

[pyroprincess]

Stephanie knew that he must have felt truly awful to put up so little fight, which only increased her determination to take as good care of him as possible. It was fortunate that, as it happened, all she had tomorrow were a few classes in a cluster in the early afternoon. She'd be home the rest of it to spoil him thoroughly.

Stephanie actually had to consider it for a moment. "I'm not certain if I'm actually immune, but ... I haven't been sick since my powers manifested. Which makes me an excellent nurse. I'll even wear the costume if you like."

[vesper_verde]

The nurse costume usually got him excited. Now, he just ached and had no inclination to do anything but sit there and slump over a bit.

"Oh. Good. " He pushed his plate out of the way and put his arms one on top of the other. "Finish your paella. I'm not going anywhere."

He slowly rested his head on his arms.