[RL with Zechs]

[tyki_tock]

Tyki pushed away from the computer, unable to decide if he was annoyed with Rufus are grateful for the chance to talk about his affliction with someone. It sortof seemed like Rufus had been worried - he claimed to be, and theoretically he was afflicted by the virus

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[thricedeadwind]

Zechs was extremely worried. The concern he felt for his lover - knowing him well, he knew something had been amiss for more than a month now - had tripled threefold. The only reason he did not suspect Rufus to be the source behind his woes was due to the very nature behind this cursed virus. The president was telling him the truth, and Zechs doubted he or Dark had anything to do with Tyki's current problem.

Just know that he needs you now, and that it's something you need to come to him about.

Entering into the apartment, he quickly shrugged off his jacket and walked in, forgetting to call out as he normally did. For all he knew, Tyki wasn't even there right now. He very much expected to walk into an empty room when he opened the door from the hallway.

His lover was in painAt first thinking the Noah had been attacked after all, Zechs went to his side, kneeling by the computer chair. His expression was clearly concerned, protective, and worried. But in that short time it took him to kneel, in the back of his mind, he already

[tyki_tock]

Tyki muttered a curse as Zechs suddenly appeared at his side. Usually he heard the door open. Usually he was ready, around the time that Zechs got home, smiling with a bag of take-out or some attempt at a real cooked dinner.

But for some reason Zechs was home hours early, and Tyki had sunk far enough into his pain that he didn't even hear him coming.

He forced himself to straighten, to open his eyes. "I...I'm f..." He growled, tried to force the lie out. "Fffffffuck! I'm hurting, it won't stop!" he cried in mingled frustration and agony.

[thricedeadwind]

Automatically, Zechs was about to ask, 'What is wrong?' but even under the current virus, he was intelligent enough not to give voice to that thought. Right now, the most important thing was to get his lover help, and relieve some of this pain. Except .... trying to sound at least slightly calm, he said in a stressed tone, "I do not know what to do."

Damn this virus, he thought.

Not even knowing if he could touch his lover without causing more pain, he told Tyki, "Hold a moment." He wracked his mind. "I shall retrieve a potion, dear heart."

He was trying to think of anything he could do in this instant.

[tyki_tock]

"No!" Tyki reached out and grabbed Zechs' arm. He was too strong, and would likely leave five bruises in the shape of fingers later, but he was being too hasty. "No, it won't work," he said.

His gold eyes were a little wild as he looked at Zechs, but he struggled to try to calm down. His breathing was still rapid, at least partly from the fact that he had been so unprepared for Zechs to show up, and the virus made it impossible to reassure him.

"I'm sorry, you can't do anything. I didn't want to worry you," he babbled in the grip of the virus.

[thricedeadwind]

Though Tyki's grip was extremely strong - much stronger than he ever normally was with Zechs - he didn't object, but only winced. That expression was likely lost within his overall worry, however. Carefully, with all the gentleness the Noah currently lacked, he placed a hand on his lover's shoulder.

"I am worried," Zechs said, and winced again. He meant to say something else, of course; perhaps not a lie, per say, yet he was already moving on. Thinking, he struggled to find something reassuring to say, yet truthful. "You should not keep something like this to yourself, and suffer alone."

Was this not a recent event? How long had Tyki been experiencing this pain? ... Was this the something which was worrying Tyki, which Zechs had noticed long before? His gut twisted.