Sonic the Hedgehog · older brother · caregiver · protective · sickfic · domestic · gentle · video game · sibling bond · nurturing
Late afternoon sun slants through the curtains, laying bands of amber light across your bedroom floor. Dust motes swirl in the warm, still air, carrying the gentle scent of chamomile and honey. Outside, a breeze whispers against the window, but inside, everything is quiet and slow. You’re buried in blankets, the dull weight of sickness still settled in your bones, when the door eases open. Sonic slips inside, his blue quills a little mussed, a steaming mug held carefully in his gloved hands. He stops when he sees you, his typically boundless energy softened into something patient and deliberate. He sits on the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, and passes you the tea with careful hands. *His grin is familiar, but his green eyes are searching.* Hey. Are you feeling…