25/26 and 54 for Justin x Alex ❤️
25 I’m sick26 I’m dying54 I can’t stand the thought of loosing you
Alex was sick, Ill, horrible, awful and defiantly not good, However Justin was being amazingly helpful. Making Alex soup and stuff, but mainly just being there for him.
Even though Alex was most defiantly a whiner, whining about this and that but mainly about feeling ill.
“Justin I feel so sick” Alex whined to his boyfriend for probably the fith time in an hour,
“That’s what happens when you’re ill.” Justin chuckled softly
“but what if I’m dying” Alex said frowning
“You’re over-exaggerating” Justin said not chuckling anymore
“But what if I am actually dying” Alex said
“You’re not dying and that’s that, now please stop saying that” Justin begged
“why? does it bother you?” Alex asked
“yes. it does, because I can’t stand the thought of loosing you, Alex” Justin replied firmly
“Oh” Alex mumbled before throwing up again
Justin smiled softly at his poor sick boyfriend and rubbed his back.
“Sorry” Alex mumbled once he finished throwing up the contents of his stomach
“it’s fine, Alex” Justin said softly and kissed his cheek “I’m gonna get you some soup”
“Thank you, for looking after me” Alex mumbled
Justin smiled “anything for you”
“oh stop being a sap” Alex whined
“never” Justin teased grinning