Sick.... Again
For the @mystradepromptchallenge
Your dialogue: "Show me." The circumstances... in bed just before dawn
"Show me"
"Gregory..." He whines, wriggling about in a strop.
"Show me" I say firmly, glaring at him in annoyance.
"Rnnn"
"Come on love..." I wheedle, trying to get him to cooperate.
"Huff, FIIIIIINNNE" He opens his mouth for me at last so I can check his throat.
"Hmmm.... As I thought love. Tonsillitis" I say at last.
"Nooooooo" He grimaces and tries to swallow, "Greg I can't be sick"
God, but he can be a whiny baby when ill. Luckily we have Lemsip in so he won't be ill for too long, but it will feel like a life time with the way he takes it.
"I know baby, you hate being ill, but there is not much we can do about it but wait it out." I pout sympathetically, "Let's get you bundled up again and some hot liquids down you, you'll feel better then love."
"Nooooooo. Want icecream!" he grumbles like a toddler. "I'm sick, I get icecream!" He nods decisively, crossing his arms, mind made up.
God, but I love this grown up child.
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