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SHIIIVv-" a loud coughing sounds from deep within the house, grabbing said octoling's attention.
Sigh, Shiver stands up from her comfortable seat on the couch making her way towards the noisy squid. For someone with a sore throat, she sure is loud...
Glancing to a nearby photo of the trio, Her, Frye and Big Man, who was out getting the required groceries to help nurture the lil squid back to health. Shiver walks up to the slightly open door, only to slam it open. The sudden harsh sound of wood hitting wood causes Frye to jump, immediately falling off her bed.
"OWWIE!"
"You rang~" With the biggest grin, Shiver stares at the inkling currently rubbing her temple.
"What was that for?!" Pushing herself up, Frye sways a little. The octo makes quick work, stepping hastily to her partner's side. Guiding her back to her bed, where she plopped down. Shiver follows, gently sitting beside her best friend.
"Oh dear," Shiver looks on, seemingly worried. "We wouldn't wont you to get folded! You have to be careful curly fry". Frye stares back with a slight pout. Shiver only giggles at this adorable display.
"You said you'd stop the paper puns- cough hacks" Frye's complaints get cut short with a coughing fit. "Uhg! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SAYING, FRESH SQUIDS DONT CATCH COLDS" Frye wheezes.
"Frye... The saying was 'slow squids don't catch colds' and that is not a compliment." Shiver shakes her head, all the while rubbing circles on the other's back. Frye hums in delight.
"Eh potato tomato."
"Wha-"
"Maybe you can beat the cold out of me!" Frye exclaims, laughing loudly.
Too dumbfounded by the previous statement to realize Frye had taken the other hand not on her back and placed it on her head. She then removed it, then put it back on. This repeated until Shiver laughed, smiling at the inkling.
"You just wanted me to pat your head, didn't you?"
"Less talkin, more petting!"
Shiver goes from soft pats to gentle strokes, Frye coos in response, leaning towards the other girl in an attempt to get more contact. Shivers takes this as an invitation to pull the girl in with her free hand, a loving sigh escapes curved lips.
Frye wraps both of her arms around her partner's hips and squeezes tightly, nuzzling into the former's neck. Shiver just giggles, leaving a quick peck on her forehead. They sit there, locked in each other's sweet embrace. Nothing could possibly ruin this mome-
"ACHOO!!!"
aaand ruined, the mood is ruined. Shiver thinks to herself as she separates from her Frye, standing with a grimace. She glances at the nightstand, eyes widen as she noticed an something that shouldn't be there. Turning her focus back to the squid, resting her hands at her hips. This didn't go unnoticed by the inkling.
"Fryyye..." The girl in question flinches.
"B-but... It's... ITS SO BITTER!!"
"It's also medicine, you know, the thing that will help you get over you cold way quicker then you could say 'booyah'".
"Pfft meds are for the WEAK-"
"If you down the medicine now we can cuddle till Big Man gets here with the groceries."
"..."
Frye immediately scoops up the cup of cold medicine and chugs it down, gagging once finished. She then grabs both of the octopus' hands and yanks her into the bed. They both lay haphazardly on wrinkled sheets. Frye's hands make their way back around The other's hips, hugging just as tight as before. Shiver giggles, wrapping their arms around the inkling, hands return to rubbing slow circles on the girl's back.
"Don't you want to be under the sheets?" Shiver huffs. Frye only mumbles a reply.
"Mmm, no time. Cuddle now."
"Heh, okay smol Frye".