“ there's nothing left to say now.”

Corbin eventually fell asleep as well, keeping Cyrus close to himself.

Cyrus woke up in the middle of the night to puke at least once before his alarm went off.

Corbin stirred when Cyrus got up, yawning and sitting up to look around for him. "Mmnh… Cy…?"

Cyrus was still in the bathroom puking, groaning softly afterward “fuck me”

Corbin got up with a yawn, rubbing at his eyes as he headed to the bathroom and pushed open the door. "Cy…? You alright?"

“ yup I'm fine..” he mumbled and stood up, he wiped his mouth and held back onto corbin.

Corbin sighed and wrapped his arms around Cyrus. "Mm… sorry for getting you sick. It's not much fun."

“ id agree. It sucks..” he said softly, wrapping.his wings around them both.

"Yeah… I guess you know how I was feeling, though." Corbin laughed weakly, trying to lighten the mood.

Cyrus laughed weakly and held a bit tighter to corbin.

"Do you wanna go back to sleep? You need to get as much rest as you can, Cy…" Corbin murmured.

“ yeah ill try.” he said softly and started to head to bed instead of the couch

Corbin followed him to the bed and helped him lay down before huddling up next to him.

Cyrus laid a wing over corbin. nuzzling into the smaller

Corbin yawned and relaxed, seeming pretty comfortable. It didn't take him long to fall back asleep.

Cyrus held his stomach most of the night, some whimpers escaping him

Corbin occasionally stirred to soothe him drowsily, and he was fast asleep in the morning, tired from waking up so frequently.

Cyrus had almost slept through his alarm.

Corbin stirred with the alarm and whined softly, waking up and reluctantly starting to shake Cyrus to wake him too.

Cyrus woke up, shutting his alarm off and getting up to get dressed.

Corbin buried himself in his bed for a few minutes, but eventually got up and dressed as well so he could go to training with Cyrus.

Cyrus looked a bit paler today then his usual dark skin tone. He went outside and immediately started to shiver

Corbin held onto Cyrus' hand and looked up at him with a soft sigh. "And you're sure that you wouldn't be able to stay home today?"

“ yeah, “ he said and squeezed corbins hand.

"Alright… let's go get this over with, then."

Cyrus walked to training, meeting corbins dad halfway there.

"You look awful." Lorenzo said as he handed the potion to Cyrus. "This should last a few hours. Keep in mind that it protects you from pain and injury, but not physics. You can still get knocked back."

“ okay, noted” he said weakly and took the potion before stepping onto the field. The whistle blew, cyrus taking the first hit, getting shot backwards. He got up quickly, hoping he don’t lose what little he had in his stomach

Corbin was watching from the stands, looking very worried about Cyrus. Even if he couldn't really get hurt, he could still get tossed around, and he knew that he already felt awful.

Cyrus, already fed up with his body and not wanting to take shit from his dad, threw water harshly and froze it, three of the spikes Hitting his father and striking blood