Sick Day [Grayson]

Grayson was a dedicated student, he always had been, he kept up with his homework and never really put up any fuss to go in the morning, he liked school and loved learning, and he had a healthy share of friends. So when he'd started to get snuffly and lethargic, he tried to keep it to himself, because being sick meant missing school, getting behind, and he hated the idea. But his sniffle had turned into a cough, and then into a fever, and today he'd woken up feeling absolutely awful, with a fever on top of that. He'd insisted he was okay to go, but with a little gentle urging, decided to stay home, and he would have been lying if he said he wasn't just a little bit glad for the time to relax.

On top of getting time to rest, he also would take any time to spend with his mom, being fawned over and cuddled, having her take time away from work just for him made him feel special, and he also would be lying if he said he didn't eat up the attention. He was a boy who loved to hug and cuddle, it always surprised his friends when he would wrap them into big bear hugs, but his parents didn't do it nearly as much as they had when he was little. He understood, but he still enjoyed it when he got it.

He'd curled up on the comfortable couch in the living room of their lovely home, it had the best view of outside where he could watch the rain and lightning. Harriett had stepped away momentarily to take care of a few work related things, and he was content to wait bundled in a blanket for her to return. When she did, he smiled at her and shook his head, snuffling snot, "Uhm...W-well something warm sounds kind of nice?" He looked a little sheepish, "my throat hurts...Like...Hot chocolate?" He smiled up at her, "thanks Ma."

She smiled affectionately down at him. "Blow your nose, don't just snuffle it." She chided a little, brushing his hair back from his face.

"You know what would actually be much better for your throat if it's sore? Something with some honey and lemon in it, that'll help it hurt less. I'll make sure it's nice and sweet for you though." She promised.

Her steps took her into the well appointed kitchen, where she spent a little time looking around in there. She entertained quite a bit, but generally did not cook or prepare a great many things in here. Things like the honey and lemons though and various sorts of tea were all easily enough found, as well as a kettle she put on to boil.

While she waited she came back into the living room. "You know what else I'm going to do? I'm going to start up a fire" She smiled at the thought. "It seems like it's a good day for it!"

Honestly, she too was glad for the unexpected day off, a day without any plans, nowhere either of them had to be, time only seemed to go faster as he got older, he spent more time with his schoolwork and hobbies and friends, and soon enough he'd be grown and out on his own, having his own life. Sometimes she wished she could keep him little forever, but at the same time she was proud of who he was growing up to be and it would be a wonderful yet bittersweet thing to see who he grew up to be...she saw a lot of both herself and Sam in him. But for today...it would be just them, doing this.

She knelt in front of the fireplace, setting up the wood and half standing up. "Have you seen the lighter? I know we have one around here someplace..."

Grayson looked up at her with a sheepish little smile and nodded, mumbling a 'yes ma'am' before grabbing a tissue from the box near to him and blowing his nose, tossing the tissue in the little trash can that had been pulled up to where he was laying for that purpose. He gave her a weary smile and nodded when she suggested something with honey and lemon, shifting and wiggling to sit up as he watched her disappear into the kitchen for a bit to put the kettle on, "do we have mint tea? I really like the mint..." he also figured maybe it would feel good for his stomach which was also a little bit in knots from being sick.

His face brightened when she mentioned starting up a fire, and he nodded eagerly, "Oooh yes! It's so cold outside, today would be a good day!" After a moment more of staying bundled up under the covers, Grayson wiggled out and off the couch to come and take a spot beside her, looked over when she asked about a lighter, "Hang on I think I remember seeing it!" He hopped up to dash into the kitchen, rummaging through one of the junk drawer until he pulled out the lighter she was looking for, "found it!" He held it out to her when he came back to plop down beside her, leaning against her side a little bit, "I miss being able to just...Spend time with you, Ma...Feels like we're always so busy..."