“Apples.”, Markus replied, nuzzling into the warmth Oliver had left behind. He knew he should lay still, but he didn’t want to either.
He did finally shift to lay on his back again though, feeling for the cloth that should’ve been on his forehead.
Oliver handed an apple to him before dampening the cloth he managed to find, placing it back on Markus’s forehead. It concerned him that his health wouldn’t improve. Then they would be slower.
“Is there anything I can do for you?”, he offered.
Markus smiled lightly as Oliver helped him, taking the apple.
“I don’t think so.”, he replied softly, biting into the apple. He hummed, it was a good one. He was very glad about that.
“They said it’ll take a few days probably before I get healthy again.”, he told Oliver then, so he would know how long they had to wait.
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