(apologies in advance for the tortured punctuation - I was trying for just 5 sentences before admitting defeat!)
They're the other side of the con and both Sophie and Nate are now out of action with nasty colds, undoubtedly caught through a combination of the people they'd been dealing with all being ill and the truly awful weather, when suddenly Hardison realises that he doesn't feel sick - not at all which he thinks is really unusual or would have been not all that long ago.
It occurs to him that things have changed since Eliot and he got together and he looks across at the other man, who's in the kitchen prepping dinner and before he can stop himself, blurts out, "Eliot!" Eliot turns sharply, knife in hand bracing himself for a threat. "I'm not sick," Hardison continues, surprise still evident in his voice; the confusion on Eliot's face prompts him to carry on, "Nate and Sophie are both ill, everyone on the con had some kind of cold or infection, and Parker isn't feeling great and the weather is lousy and I was always catching stuff before but now..." He trails off not sure where exactly he's going with this. Eliot huffs in exasperation, turns back to his preparation where he pointedly picks up another red pepper and begins to dice it and suddenly Hardison realises that this is what Eliot does to protect him. He can't actually fight germs or whatever, but he feeds Hardison all this food that boosts his own immunity, he doesn't let him stay up all night gaming but makes sure he gets a proper amount of sleep and this is the result - Hardison is healthy. "You did it!" he said with a certain amount of awe in his voice, it gets a typical Eliot huff and shrug, but Hardison can see the small lift of a smile almost hidden by his hair and the angle of his head.
He stands up and walks across to stand behind Eliot, waits for the other man to turn, then says, "You did it. Thank you," finishing with a kiss before letting Eliot get back to his preparation.
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They're the other side of the con and both Sophie and Nate are now out of action with nasty colds, undoubtedly caught through a combination of the people they'd been dealing with all being ill and the truly awful weather, when suddenly Hardison realises that he doesn't feel sick - not at all which he thinks is really unusual or would have been not all that long ago.
It occurs to him that things have changed since Eliot and he got together and he looks across at the other man, who's in the kitchen prepping dinner and before he can stop himself, blurts out, "Eliot!" Eliot turns sharply, knife in hand bracing himself for a threat. "I'm not sick," Hardison continues, surprise still evident in his voice; the confusion on Eliot's face prompts him to carry on, "Nate and Sophie are both ill, everyone on the con had some kind of cold or infection, and Parker isn't feeling great and the weather is lousy and I was always catching stuff before but now..." He trails off not sure where exactly he's going with this. Eliot huffs in exasperation, turns back to his preparation where he pointedly picks up another red pepper and begins to dice it and suddenly Hardison realises that this is what Eliot does to protect him. He can't actually fight germs or whatever, but he feeds Hardison all this food that boosts his own immunity, he doesn't let him stay up all night gaming but makes sure he gets a proper amount of sleep and this is the result - Hardison is healthy. "You did it!" he said with a certain amount of awe in his voice, it gets a typical Eliot huff and shrug, but Hardison can see the small lift of a smile almost hidden by his hair and the angle of his head.
He stands up and walks across to stand behind Eliot, waits for the other man to turn, then says, "You did it. Thank you," finishing with a kiss before letting Eliot get back to his preparation.