"hm, maybe." He passed Nath the glass of water and settled on the arm of the couch beside him. "Hopefully the worst is now past and you'll start to feel better." He offered bath a small smile, the glanced up as a knock sounded at the door. "That must be Urielle." He stood and opened the door to find the angel as well as Ariah standing there, Aria off to the side out of view of the door. "She just wanted to make sure math was alright." Urielle whispered
Nathaniel sipped at the water quietly with his eyes closed, still seeming very groggy. Thankfully, he didn't notice Ariah standing off to the side. He really didn't need to be any more stressed at the moment. He finished his water and curled up on the couch to wait for V to come back over to him.
V smiled softly and nodded "still not great but he doesn't seem to be doing any worse." He replied, checking his shoulder to glancing at Nath.
Urielle nodded "well, I hope these will help then." He said, handing V a small back with the stronger medications. "We can't stay long, we have to pick up Jarvis soon but tell Nath we said hi." Urielle poked his head through the doorway and waved at the small angel. "I hope this helps, Nath." Urielle muttered softly, not knowing if the angel was asleep or merely closing his eyes. The older angel stepped back into the apartment hallway and gently hugged V. "We'll make ourselves scarce so you two can rest. We'll drop by later this week to see how you're both doing." He promised, waving as he started down the hallway. Aruah followed behind, giving V a wave as well before they disappeared down the hallway stairs
Nathaniel wasn't asleep, but with his eyes closed, he couldn't see Urielle waving, and he couldn't hear what he said. He yawned a bit and curled his wings around himself to keep warm, his feathers all ruffled and disheveled. He honestly couldn't be bothered to preen himself when he felt so awful.
He was thankful when he heard everyone leave. He wasn't in any state to really be spending any extended amount of time with people other than V. He finally opened his eyes once the door was closed and glanced up, looking groggy and pale. "Mmmmnnhh… are they gone…?" He asked weakly. "What did they bring? What is that?" He eyed the bag in V's hands suspiciously.
V shit the door with a soft clock and walked over to Nathaniel, lightly running his fingers through the smaller angel's hair. "Yes, dearest. Urielle left. He said hi and hopes you're getting better." He murmured, lifting the back and opening it a little so that Nathaniel could see. "Just the meds Ariah suggested you should take. You don't have to take them if you don't want but there here if you do." He explained, going over to the kitchen to set the bag down before settling on the ground beside Nathaniel. "You can take them tonight if you want after dinner." He offered gently, reaching to start preening Nathaniel's wings.
"Mm…" Nathaniel eyed the meds suspiciously, not liking that they were ones specifically recommended by Ariah. He still didn't trust her at all. "I dunno… not sure if I want them." He mumbled. He was very tense and looked uncomfortable, by relaxed when V began preening him. "It's been long enough that I should be getting better on my own pretty soon, right…?"
"that's alright sweetheart, you can take the other ones for now. If you really can't handle it anymore, you can try these." He replied, gently tugging Nathaiel down into his lap sobthatvhe could reach the top portion of his wings. "Mhm, that's the hope, love." He gently pressed a kiss to Nathaniel's head. "My poor baby has been sick for so long." He cooed with a soft smile. "Need anything? Water? Food? Sleep?" V asked, stretching out his legs so that he was more comfortable while preening the rest of Nathaniels wings
"Mmmmnnhh…" Nathaniel whined vaguely, huddling closer to V as he was preened. He was exhausted and pale, and he obviously didn't look like he felt good. "So long… n' I dunno… my throat kinda hurts, I guess, so maybe water or something…? I'm not hungry… thinking about food makes me wanna throw up…" He mumbled. He huffed quietly and closed his eyes to try and relax, which was hard to do with his fever.
V gently wrapped his wings around Connor's small frame. He tucked him safely beneath his chin as he nodded slightly. He showly shifted until Nathaniel was hooked on around his waist. He walked to the kitchen and started a tea, figuring that would help reduce Nathaniel's sore throat. He lightly nudged Nathaniel's head and started to hum softly.
"I mean… it's been long enough that I should at least be starting to get better by now, right…?" Nathaniel asked weakly, his wingtips brushing the ground as V carried him into the kitchen. "I dunno how much longer I can deal with this… being sick is stupid and dumb and… and it sucks…"
V laughed softly at Nathaniel's whining but could understand his frustration. He had never been so sick, even when he had first come to Earth. He usually got over whatever illness befell him fairly quickly. "You'll be alright soon, sweetheart. Like you've said, it's been a while, so it's safe to assume the worst has passed, right? You'll be better in no time." He reassured, pressing a kiss to Connor's brow as he set him down on the counter, securing the blanket around his shoulders for warmth while he continued with making the tea.
Nathaniel huddled up in the blanket and closed his eyes with a soft sigh, still looking like he didn't feel well. His complexion was pale aside from the tint on his cheeks, flush with fever, and he had dark circles under his eyes. "Yeah, I guess so… I just wanna be able to feel good again. Feels like I've forgotten what it feels like." He laughed weakly. "I guess I'm being a bit dramatic about it, though…"
V shook his head, brows knit together in concern. "No sweetheart, you're not." He reassured, stirring the Rea a bit and watching as the liquid turned an Amber color. "You'll be good as new soon, don't worry. With the wedding coming up, you'll feel even better." He gave a small smile and gently tucked the blanket around nathaniel a bit tighter, plopping a kiss to his forehead.
Nathaniel buried his face in V's shoulder, trilling weakly as he closed his eyes. "Mmnh… I hope you're right, V…" He yawned a bit, looking exhausted as his stomach growled. "Do you think we'll be eating soon, love…? I've at least got some of my appetite back instead of being constantly nauseous…"
"so do I." He murmured, soothingly rubbing Nathaniel's back. He arched an eyebrow and nodded "of course, hon. What would you like to eat?" He asked, pressing his lips to Nathaniel's temple. "Maybe something light to ease your stomach?" He suggested, reaching over to take the tea off the stove top to cool for a bit.
Nathaniel relaxed into V's gentle touch, nuzzling into his shoulder. "Mmmmm… yeah, something light, I guess… soup? Sandwich? Bread…? I dunno… don't care…" He shifted his wings so they would be more comfortable, although they were still pretty ruffled.
"how about a bit of everything? A soup and sandwich and then for dessert, what about monkey bread?" He gently preened Nathaniel's wings, smoothing them downtown he best he could to make his angel a bit more comfortable. He gently combed throigh Nath's hair as he grabbed a mug from the cabinets.
"Mm… sounds good to me…" Nathaniel replied, trilling quietly as V preened him. "Do we have the stuff for that? It won't be too much trouble for you, will it? I-I don't want to be more of an inconvenience than I already am, V…" He whined softly.
"mhm, I think we have everything. And if not I'm sure we replace stuff with other things." He hummed, pouring the tea into the mug along with a cinnamon sticks and honey. "You're not an inconvenience to me darling. I love you sweetheart, so much. Taking care if you when you're sick is something I'll do willingly anytime you need me to." He promised, pressing one last kiss to Nathaniel's hair before handing him the cup
Nathaniel nodded a bit, looking down with a soft sigh. He couldn't help but feel guilty for being so troublesome, even though he couldn't control getting sick, and he wasn't sick very often. It was just hard for him to be willing to let V do so much for him. "Alright… if you say so, love. Thank you." He murmured softly as he accepted the tea and sipped at it idly.
V moved his hand to Nathaniel's cheek, gently brushing his thumb along his cheekbone. "Any time, angel." He replied, gently pulling away to pour out the rest of the tea into another mug as well as to find anything he needed for dinner and dessert.
Nathaniel leaned into V's gentle touch and relaxed, glad to sip at his tea while V fixed some dinner and dessert for the two of them. He soon finished his cup and lay down on the counter, resting his forehead against the cool stone so he would be more comfortable.
As V started preparing the dinner, getting some broth in a pot along with spices and chunks of chicken, he'd occasionally pet Nathaniel's hair or wings as he passed by. At one point, once he had everything going on the stove, he scooped Nathaniel up in his arms. "Is it okay if I move you to the living room with an ice pack to keep you cool? It's going to get warm in here with stove top on." He ask softly.
Nathaniel whined softly when V picked him up, pretty limp and tired by now. He buried his face in V's shoulder, breathing a bit heavier than normal and fluttering his wings as he attempted to cool himself down. "Mmnh… I-I guess that's fine…" He mumbled tiredly in reply. "It's too hot in here… too warm… I feel gross, V…"
"I know baby, I'm sorry. There's not much else we can do." He set Nathaniel down on the couch, draping the ice pack on the back of Nathaniel's neck. He turned a small fan they had in the living towards Nathaniel, hoping it'd help cool him down.
Nathaniel jumped and whined a bit when the ice pack touched his neck, clearly uncomfortable. He curled up on the couch, panting as he tried to cool off. He felt clammy and hot and cold all at the same time, and he just didn't want to deal with it anymore.
V looked helpless as Nath tried to make himself comfortable. He settled beside his angel and gently brushed aside Nath’s hair. “You’ll be better soon,” he murmured softly, moving to gently preen Nathanial’s wings again. “I’m going to finish up dinner and start dessert, is there anything you need from the kitchen?” He asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to nathaniel’s head before standing to continue his work.
"Mmnh… nooooo…" Nathaniel mumbled weakly in reply. He'd resigned himself to the fact that he was just going to be uncomfortable, and there wasn't really anything that V could bring him that would help. He yawned and curled in on himself, shivering on the couch. Hopefully he comes back soon… I don't wanna be all alone.
"alright," V replied, stirring the soup and tasting the broth to make it was properly seasoned. He shortly returned to the couch, settling beside Nathaniel and brushing aside the hair that had stuck to his brow and neck. "Soup should be soon. Do you want to help me with dessert? Maybe it'll distract you from how you feel for a bit."
Nathaniel looked up at V tiredly, leaning into his hand to try and relax. His cool hands felt nice against his feverish skin. "Mmmnh… yeah, sure. I guess so…" He yawned and winced as he slowly forced himself to his feet. "What are we making again…? What do you need me to do?"