~ summer camp - full of secrets ~
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Arthur giggled quietly, resting his head back down on the edge of the cot. “Thanks, honey. Your face looks nice today. As always~”
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“Pfft- Thank you~” Finn said with a quiet laugh, giggling softly. He laid there for a moment as he zoned out, lost in thought. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him and quickly squeezed Aurthur’s hand, panicking a little as he sat up.
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Arthur quickly got up and grabbed the trash bin, moving it and holding it under Finn’s mouth.
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Finn grabbed onto the trash can and hurled into it, tears pricking his eyes as he squeezed them shut. He exhaled shakily as he wiped his mouth, staring forward. “God, I hate the feeling of throwing up,” he muttered, scooting back to sit against the wall.
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“I know, it does suck,” Arthur said softly, resting a hand against Finn’s arm and gently rubbing it. “Have some more gatorade, okay?”
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Finn nodded and grabbed the gatorade, drinking a few sips. He sat the trash can back down on the ground, exhaling softly.
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Arthur sighed, pressing his hand against Finn’s forehead, feeling how hot it was and gently pushing his hair back.
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Finn leaned into Aurthur’s touch, a small smile on his face. “I love youuu~” He spoke with a quiet giggle, admiring his boyfriend.
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Arthur smiled, very nervous about how he should respond. “Are you really tired?”
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“A bit,” Finn murmured, yawning softly. He stretched then winced in pain a little, cramping up. He leaned his head back against the wall, taking another sip of his gatorade.
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Arthur frowned a little, running a hand through Finn’s hair. “You okay?”
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“Yeah, I’m alright,” Finn spoke softly, leaning into Aurthur’s touch. He exhaled softly as he took another sip, staring at the wall ahead of him as he tried to ignore another wave of nausea wash over him.
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“Hey, breathe,” Arthur said softly, grabbing the trash bin again.
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Finn took a few deep breaths, closing his eyes. “I hate this so much…”
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“I know, I know,” Arthur said softly. “Do you want me to turn the heat up on the heating pad? Maybe that could help?”
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