Adrian had to laugh at Richie, because he was just so freaking adorable. There was no doubt about the fact he was smitten with the young doctor, on many levels. He had arranged this because he got the feeling Richie and his mom were a team, but also because he wanted to cheer Richie up a little. That wasn't to say he was a miserable bitch. He really hadn't been, despite not feeling well. They still talked, Richie seemed to like having him close. He was a touchy-feely guy, which suited Adrian, because he always enjoyed the more tender side of physical affection in relationships. But even in between the bouts of sickness, Richie kept in good spirits. Not to mention the fact he was cute tucked up in bed. Adrian knew he was bummed that he fell ill on their trip, but they still got to spend time together and the more Adrian got to know Richie, the more he knew he was falling hard for him.

"Hi, Mom," he joked with a smile and gave Richie's leg a soft pat through the blankets. There was a little bowl sitting beside Richie on the bed because he had still been feeling sick, but he hadn't actually been sick in a good few hours now, which was promising. It wasn't easy seeing all the blood. In fact, Adrian had flipped the fuck out in a panic. First he was throwing up blood, then his nose started to literally gush blood. It scared the living shit out of him. But Richie had just forgotten to tell him. Even once he knew, it didn't make it any easy for Adrian to see Richie in such a state. "It's nice to finally meet you. It's okay, I promise he's been in good hands. He's still looking quite pale, but even then, a lot better than he was."