Vic;
"Ugh... I hate when you're sick." I said with a pout. "Now I can't kiss you."
"I'll be better soon." He assured me.
"Mikey, how long has it been since you've showered?" I asked. He shrugged.
"Like... four days."
I gasped. "Mikey! Ew! Go take a shower."
"I don't feel like it." He whined.
"How about a bath?"
He shook his head. "No."
"How about if I bath you?" I asked.
"You can't."
"Why can't I?"
"Because you're pregnant. There's a baby inside you."
"I'm starting you a bath. Get up and come in here when I yell, okay?"
He groaned and pulled the comforter over his head. "No."
"Yes." I said before I left the room, going into bathroom. I started the water, making sure it was nice and warm before I yelled at him. He finally came, whining and stomping his feet.
"I feel bad." He groaned.
"I know you do, baby. Now take your clothes off."
"Cover your eyes." He whispered. I playfully rolled my eyes before covering them with my hands. I uncovered them once he got until the bath.
"Shh." He whispered, even though I wasn't talking. He shut his eyes. "This feels good."
"Uh huh." I whispered before I kneeled down beside him and got his hair wet. I opened the shampoo, pouring it into my hand before closing the bottle again and washing Mike's hair.
"I love you." He whispered.
"You know I love you, too, Mikey." I said as I spiked his hair up. It stayed up for a moment before falling back down. I gently scratched and massaged his scalp.
"That feels so so so nice." He said slowly. I smiled and began to get the shampoo out.
"I want some bubbles." Mike whispered. I finished getting the shampoo out before I poured some bubbles into the water. He picked up some of the bubbles with his hands before putting it on his chest.
"How would I look with boobs?" He asked. I chuckled.
"You'd look very weird."
"Really? I thought I'd look pretty hot."
"Never get a boob job, Mike. Never."
"I want one now though."
"No you don't."
"You should get some boobs, Vic."
I chuckled and shook my head. "Never gonna happen, Mikey."
He giggled and reached up, poking my nose and getting bubbles on it.
"Cutie." He said with a smile. I chuckled and wiped the bubbles away.
"You're adorable, Mike." I whispered. He shook his head.
"Nope."
"Yep. Now, time to get out." I said. He whined, but got out of the bath. I wrapped a towel around him and leaned up, kissing his nose. He shivered.
"I'm cold." He whined. I dried him off and took him into the bedroom, where I put him on some warm pajamas.
He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes. I sat behind him, brushing his hair. After I was finished, I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled my nose against his back.
"You're the best." Mike whispered. I smiled.
"And you're amazing. Now, want some soup?"
He shrugged. "Sure."
