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Title: Home Remedies
Fandom: Sailor Moon
Pairing (if applicable): Makoto/Nephrite (Nico)
Rating: PG
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] shitennou_ai Advent Drabblender 13. Nose as red as Rudolph's.

Nico knocked on the apartment door, juggling the grocery bags to keep from dropping the jug of orange juice. Lita opened the door after a moment, eyes slightly bleary and nose red. She blinked a moment in surprise, smoothing a hand over her messy ponytail self-consciously.

"What are you doing here?"

"Usagi said you were sick, so I brought you soup. And OJ," he replied. "I mean, you brought us cookies, so-" he trailed off.

Lita stared at him for a moment, blinking again. "Really?"

"I tried googling what they do in Japan when you have a cold, but there was this onion miso drink thing, and yeah, I don’t cook, so it’s chicken soup from the deli. Oh, and some tea that I always drink when I’m sick. It tastes like black licorice, grass and ass, but it its a miracle worker."

Lita laughed a bit at that. "Thank you. Really. You didn’t have to do all this," she replied, taking the orange juice that he handed her.

"You didn’t have to bring us cookies," Nico replied, stepping past her as she waved him in to the apartment. It was small, with the door leading straight into the kitchen. He set the bags down on the counter.

"Yes, I did," Lita said, seriously, putting the orange juice in the fridge. "You’re Mamoru’s friends. He’s not really had a lot of friends before, except us girls. You’re important to him, so that means you’re important to Usagi, and I love both of them, so that means you get cookies."

Nico smiled slightly at that. "No complaints here." He took the cartons of soup out of the grocery bag. "It means a lot. To all of us," he said after a moment. "I know it’s awkward but -" he shrugged. "We’re trying. It’s nice of you to meet us halfway." He took out a pen, scribbling down a few phone numbers on the back of the receipt. "Seriously, if you need anything, give one of us a call."

Lita smiled, although it didn’t quite reach her tired eyes. "I - thank you. Really."

Nico shrugged. "It’s the least we can do," he said, before letting himself out.
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