Cw EMH mentions of over all being sick and not feeling good.
You were laying in bed , eyes puffy nose flushed a shade of rosey pink at the tip.
Sinuses absolutely clogged, and hair in slight tangles. Dishleved from you sleeping all day atop of trying to get comfortable.
Your lips were cracking a tad chapped yes but not too horrible , still very uncomfortable twisted in with a small scale growing fever.
Youre bed side night stand was covered in a sizable yet tiny pile of tissue paper because your bin you placed by your bed was no longer enough almost overflown with used tissues.
But your body was sick and you really don't get a say in its bodily functioning healing process wether or not you liked it played no part in the matter.
You called your boyfriend Jeff who was out grocery shopping once he finished his shift at the hospital.
He was in the middle of grabbing a bag of chips tossing them into the cart , before the vibrations of his phone from his jean pocket lightly brought him into mildly startled awareness.
He stuffs his hand into his pocket, and fishes out his phone eyes narrowing at the screen reading over the caller ID .
Then he registered mentally that it's you calling ! So of course he hit the green button and put the phone up to his ear.
Jeff's voice picks up from the other end of the call.
You sniffle and begin to speak "Jeff - I caught a cold ...i don't think you wanna come over tonight ."
The second he heard that little sniffle he furrowed his brows in concerned shock and stubbornly shook his head no which you could practically feel through the phone without Even having to see him physically.
He scoffs and that's all you hear before he responds with a stern yet loving "uhm no. I'm coming over, you can stop me or atleast try but you probably won't be able to . And you lay down and rest, when I'm done shopping I'm making you soup. And taking care of you like a good boyfriend love you stay put. And get comfy because your not moving on my watch for a good while less completely necessary."
Before you could even get a single w o r d in he hung up.
Jeff was on a SPREE now searching up and down for the perfect ingredients for a healthy yet well rounded meal to make you feel better and some medicine he even went as far as to get a heating pad and you a new blanket with some tissue boxes and pajamas which were soft in texture having a blue and white plaid pattern.
He settled on some simple chicken stew , with some parsley thyme chives cream rosemary and celery a bit of onions mixed with some salt pepper and garlic and then those thick homemade noodles that everyone's Italian grandma has stored away in her kitchen.
Before you knew it he was home he dressed you in new pajamas got your hair all taken care and washed. cleaned off the side table and emptied out the tissue bin placing the new tissue box on the bedside table for you.
Made you that amazing soup and got you a bottle of water tucking you in with your new blanket which pleasantly to your surprise was your favorite color ! And very soft n fuzzy.
And you even had a brand new heating pad under your blanket helping you stay warm and to break the fever quicker speeding up the process of ending this horrible snot nosed nightmare of a cold.
He set your medicine on the table next to the tissue box and after you were properly fed he got into bed with you despite your protests of "Jeff your gonna get sick!!"
Jeff only replied with a smug yet proud look only he of all people can sport. Painted all along his face.
"no. I'm holding you and hugging you because I'm just gonna and what are you gonna do kick me out of the room? "
You fall silent mentally parsing a response yet the attempt fails and you sigh pulling the blankets up and over you both once he's snuggled in next to you properly and sleepily tuck your head into his shoulder eyes sleepily closing you hear a chuckle and mentally roll your eyes before you feel his slender hands fingers run through your (your hair color) locks you slowly feel all your resistance to this absolute loving yet asshole ish man fade like butter in a microwave on high. And you start to drift off to sleep you feel one of his lanky arms wrap around you and his hand continues to pet your head of now clean and brushed hair thanks to him that is. You hear Jeff start to hum a soft tune aiding you further into a dazed half awake half asleep state the song is "shankill butchers by he decembersists" Jeff loves that song and had always sung it to you when you were having difficulties and now it definitely served its purpose further soon you were asleep.
Jeff watches as you sleep and continues humming and softly singing to you a look of smitten adornment glistening in his tired eyes and soon enough his own exhaustion from working at a hospital all day and shopping makes itself known and he begins to drift off alongside you but before he does and before his heavy eyes shut he kisses your forehead and puts his chin atop your head tucking your head protectively beneathe his own the hand in your hair softly pushing your head closer to the betweenst of his shoulder and chest where it connects and soon you both were interlaced and out like a light. Comfy warm. And happy.
Sooo that's my first actual fic regarding this opinions are appreciated !
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