“You could have died!” (Lavi&Allen? Hope you’re okay with me sending this! OTL)

ruzuki:

“Yea, but I didn’t. And neither did you, which is what counts.“ (Yes, of course! You’re playing Lavi?)

kusabi-tan:

Lavi grimaced at Allen’s declaration. His head hurt. Lavi hadn’t expected the pain to fade over a few hours—quite the opposite, he’d been certain it would still be there in some amount—but it still worried him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, reached down and massaged his temples with a gentle touch, doing what he could in that second to ease his friend’s pain. “Ya want me ta get ya some medicine?” Lavi asked, voice quiet.

A hundred scenarios ran in his head. Dehydration would trigger a headache. A drop in blood sugar might, too. As much as he hated to admit it, though, it was more likely a concussion. That left aspirin out of the question. “Maybe I can find some lavender oil around here…” Lavi muttered more to himself than the one suffering on the bed.

The fingers pressing against his temples did help a bit, and Allen didn’t want Lavi to leave him here alone. But, he knew the fastest way to feel better was to let Lavi go get him medicine. 

“Yes… please.” Allen said, his voice nearly a whisper.