Cypress They/Them
Cypress looked over their shoulder at Shuichi, “We need to talk, you haven’t been feeling good at all for quite a while. It’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s that I don’t know how, and I don’t know if this is serious or what. I just think you should consult a doctor. I’m getting worried, you only get worse by the minute. This isn’t going to be something that’s going to be brushed off. I want to know what’s going on, I need to know so I can help you appropriately, and I’m clueless as of now.” Cypress sighed heavily, they didn’t like this feeling, the weight, wondering if they made any wrong move Shuichi might fall to the ground again, this wasn’t something to keep inside the home, to themselves,Cypress had no idea what was going on, they were just going with it. All they wanted to do was put their head in their hands, but they knew they would just make Shuichi feel even worse about himself, and that was the last thing Cypress needed to hear right now. He wasn’t putting too much pressure on them, they could handle throwing up and whatever else fine, they just needed to know what they were trying to tend to. They wish he would accept help, Shuichi reminded him of a younger version of them. Never wanting to accept help, or feeling bad about it. When Cypress was younger, they would never accept help with anything, because it made them feel stupid, and they hated that feeling, they were raised to be the smart one, the one who understood things. Even at a young age they felt the need to keep that up, around anyone about anything. If they asked for help, they thought it made them weak and stupid. They hated feeling stupid. But Cypress had grown up and out of that feeling, they knew how to accept help now when offered, to not feel bad about it, they just wished Shuichi would too.