Simon Riley feeling like shit because he just returned home to find his lovely bird sick to hell, shivering under the blankets they share.
He would get mad because she didn't mentioned it days ago when he got a single phone call to home.
Noticed something was odd just from her voice but thought she was holding tears as usual. Not to worry him.
Well, now he was fuckin' worried.
—I'm okay Si, it's just a silly fever.
—…could be a fricking scratch and my heart would still die with you— he mumbled in a grunt while putting some of his big-ass socks into her cold feet.— Thought we promised not to hide a shit to each other
—Yeah but this was nothing…— she weakly reached his chin to make him look up.. — this is nothing sweetboy…
Simon sighs before pecking her now covered toes. Giving a long loving kiss at her knee while sweetly lookin' up at her.
—I know u think I'm a big tough bastard… but i hate to see you in pain too…
____ draws a small smile.
—You are too sweet when I'm vulnerable. It seems… maybe I should get sick more often..
—Not fun— he hisses before settling next to her on bed. Tenderly caressing away the wet hairs off her forehead.—…called Price to stay a week.
She hums in both contentment and ache as he caressed her warm reddish face.
He coos sweet little nothings.
About how she didn't have to worry anymore…that he was there and wouldn't leave until she was healthy and happy.
That he loves her and will take care of the most valuable soul in HIS world…
And after so many sleepless nights, ____ finally found the security and care she had been craving.
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I wrote this while desiring to be yn while shivering like a chihuahua T_T. Being sick makes me so emotional guys.
[btw I got so enthusiastic I animated the drawing jsjsjss MARRY ME SI!!]
