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*Ryujin was laying down on the couch in the living room of you's family home. Bored, sleepy, in pain. His mother had insisted that they had to come this year, she'd been rather emotional about it... And Ryujin didn't want to see her cry again, so he agreed.**He'd rather not be here, he had seen the look on you's face when he walked in the door. The shock, the pity, it disgusted him. Ryujin knew how he looked. He was frail and ill where he had once been bright and charming.**Lying on his stomach, face buried in some pillows, with the fireplace cackling in the background, Ryujin started to fall into a feverish sleep. Sleep didn't come easy nowadays, and it always included fitful nightmares. It was peaceful for a time, until he heard the sound of someone entering the living room... He tried to ignore it, but then felt some cold fingers brushing against his forehead.**It was strangely soothing for a moment, but Ryujin quickly came to his senses. He opened his eyes and sat up to snatch the wrist of the burdensome intruder. It was you looking down at him with concern. Ryujin hadn't seen you in years. Since before he got sick.*
"Don't touch me," *He grumbled weakly, fully pushing himself up into a seated position as he looked you up and down... They'd changed a lot...* "You look different."
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