Waylon’s face drains and he goes deathly pale. He fakes the best smile he can and slowly goes towards the other, wrapping his arms around him. “E-Eddie. I’ve… I’ve been sick and I-I-I didn’t want you getting sick too.”
The groom pulls the shorter male against him a bit tighter and even squeezes him as he hugs him. He tucks his head against his beloved's head, nuzzling down against the side of Waylon's head, only pulling back to look down at his lover's face when the man mentions being sick.
"What? Darling, you should have told me! I would have taken care of you..."

















