Campus Corner (Open)

[CarnivalBarker]

"I will," I say. "Love you. Can you drive?" I tell you I don't feel like it.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Of course, sweetie," I say. We go out to the car. "Where are we eating at?" I ask you.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Um, Thai Tavern," I say wincing.

 

[celestialdragon]

I drive us to Thai Tavern. "Nothing too spicy for you," I tell you as we get out of the car. "Alright? That won't do you any favors. I won't eat anything spicy as well." I wave hello to Don and Stacy and I walk over to them, holding your hand.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Hey every..." I get interrupted by a painful coughing fit.

"Is he okay?" Don asks.

"I got it from her," I nod at you. "She was an incubating petry dish last night."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Very funny," I tell you. "I was cold, so I turned the heat up, but then felt better. I was NOT an incubating petri dish. . ." I shake my head. "He'll be fine. . . as long as he listens to me," I give you a fussy look. "Don't worry, I have plenty of cough drops and water." I tossle your hair playfully.

Don and Stacy smile with amusement and we sit down. "Also," I say under my breath. "No alcohol for you, either." I wasn't drinking, myself, since I was driving.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I fix my hair as we sit down. "But I want some bourbon," I pout.

 

[celestialdragon]

"You can have all the bourbon you want when you're better," I tell you gently. "Alcohol won't make you feel better any faster. I'll buy you the really good stuff when you're better and you're not ready to hack up a lung, okay?" I kiss your cheek.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I just grumble and start looking through the menu.

 

[celestialdragon]

I give you a sympathetic look and look through the menu as well, making quiet small talk with Stacy about girly things.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

The waiter comes by and before he says anything, I say, "I would like the Phuket's Hot Dinner." I pout more like a petulant little boy, saying very little and coughing more.

 

[celestialdragon]

I roll my eyes and let you order. "I'll take your beef lo mein combo platter," I say softly. I hit your back gently, urging the coughing out.

When the waitress leaves after Don and Stacy order, I give you a look. "Do you want to be even more congested?" I ask you archly. "Don't think I won't drag you home."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I'll be okay," I say. "We aren't going home."

 

[celestialdragon]

I smile sweetly at you. "If I deem it so, yes, we will," I say in my sugary sweet voice, the one that says I'm clearly irritated and worried, but won't voice it as such in public. "Don't come crying to Mommy if you don't feel well, then."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I grumble and cough a bit more. "I said I'm okay."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Mmmhhhmmm," I hum before turning back to Stacy. I was concerned about you, and I was going to fuss over you until you were better.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Me and Don sit and talk guy stuff, talking about the bar, repairing the broken items from the recent fight, upcoming promotions, whether to fire Scott, and even talking about the waitress and hostesses' asses and whose is best. The entire time, I am coughing and looking pained when I do. Don orders he and I a shot of bourbon.

 

[celestialdragon]

I continue to talk with Stacy about girl stuff, mainly about the baby. I told her that I was willing to paint the bedroom and help her decorate and find stuff. We go over color swatches and I promised to make her an afghan for the baby. I'm looking over at you with concern whenever you cough and roll my eyes when Don orders you a bourbon.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I see your expression. "What?" I ask. "Can I have it? It might help."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Did I not tell you, no it won't?" I reply softly. "Your immune system is already taking a hit, you don't need to fuck it up with alcohol." My voice is gentle and patient.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I pout and just look at Don who agrees to take both as he mocks me for being a pussy. I hack a few more times. "Can I have a cough drop then?" I ask with a bit of an edge.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Of course," I purr, passing you a cough drop. "And Don, he's not a pussy, alcohol doesn't solve everything," I tell him. "I would've drank it myself, but I'm driving." I kiss your forehead. "I'm sorry, baby, I just want you to get better," I whisper in your ear.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I know, mom," I tease before pouting some more.

 

[celestialdragon]

I offer you a soft Gibb slap for the mom comment. "I may tease you in the theatre IF you're good," I whisper softly, so not even Don could hear. "But ONLY if you're very good tonight, okay?"

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"What do you mean by good?" I ask between sharp, ugly coughs.