Evangeline Moreau (donewithnights) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-07-09 10:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | claire temple (mcu), peter b parker (sv) |
Who: Peter Parker and Claire Temple
What: You're sick, go to bed.
Where: Peter's house
When: Monday night
People were sick and that sickness was effecting them all in different ways. There were malfunctioning powers, there was people reverting back to former selves and trying to die, there was panic and Claire was still trying to come to terms with the whole powers part. But she was just doing what she could, checking on people who wanted help, taking temperatures and reminding people how to prevent spreading it around. She was washing her hands a lot, but she had a feeling whatever they had she wasn't going to get.
She wasn't the only one running around, Peter seemed intent on running himself into the ground looking after everyone else and she understood, maybe better than anyone. But through the day he was looking worse and worse, so while he was off white knighting it for someone else Claire stripped his bed and remade it with fresh sheets that she'd found in the closet. There was nothing better than clean sheets when you didn't feel well.
"Alright, that's enough," Claire told him the moment he walked through the door. "You look like shit, you're sick," she said as she grasped him gently by the elbow. "Come on, it's bed time," she added a little softer.