Chocolate Kisses

"Please go... I can't." You pout at Phil who's wearing his robe, his reading glasses on the tip of his nose as he sits next to you in bed looking over a file.

"I have a lot of reading to do. I'll go in a little while," he replied without looking up.

"Phil, please... It's important." You roll over and pry the file from his hands. "I feel really sick I need you to go get stuff for me."

"What makes you so ill that you can't get your lazy ass out of bed and go to the store yourself?" he asked, looking down at you.

"I'm on my damn period you ass hole." You hit him with a pillow and get out of bed with a groan. He sighed and pulled you back into bed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know... That. I'll go. What do you uh," he cleared his throat. "What did you need?"

"No, no. I'll go. You can't be bothered to help me out."

"Babe... No. I'll go. Stay home and text me a list of what you need." He smiled and got out of bed.

You sighed and wrapped yourself up in the sheets again. "Okay... Just hurry back," you said softly, looking up at Phil as he changed out of his pajamas. "You know I'll do anything for you. Sorry I was being a hard ass," he said as he looked back down to you. You smiled at that and hid in the covers.

"Hurry, go. I'll be here waiting for you to feed me chocolate ice cream and tell me how pretty I am."

"That's a tall order sassafras." He smirked and tousled your hair.

"Oh my God Phil go," you whined and curled up with a pillow. It would keep his place until he got back, or at least you thought. He chuckled and left quickly. You waited for him to text you but instead he called.

"Hey. I'm here. So uh... What do you want me to get?"

"No shit Sherlock. Get what I normally get." You note the awkwardness and nervousness in his voice and it makes you smile. Maybe you're a little bit of a jerk for making him go but you don't care. Your cramps are horrid and you just need to be in bed. Plus, why go to the store when you have Phil? He said he'd do anything... That's on him.

"This is embarrassing you know..."

"Why? It's not like the cashier will think those tampons are for you," you giggled and bit your lip.

"Well... Yeah that's true. So what else did you want? Didn't you mention chocolate ice cream?" He was quick to move on to a new subject.

"Mhmm and I want candy. Lots of candy. Like taffy and skittles."

"Taffy and skittles? You're going to be sick. You need real food babe," he scolded.

"You know what? This only happens once a month so let me eat what I want. You can eat it too I don't care. Just don't go getting fat on me. I'd have to leave you," you teased but apparently it came out more serious.

"What? If I got fat you'd leave? That's harsh..." he said sadly.

"No, no, no... Baby, no. I was just teasing. Come home," you whined again, begging him to come back.

"Hmm. Maybe. I might be too fat. You won't want me," he said nonchalantly.

"Phil, oh my God stop. I need you. I want you to come back to me," you pouted, your expression evident in your voice.

"Okay. I know you're pouting all cute like right now. That alone makes me wanna come back," he said with a smile.

"Yay! And hurry because I really want you to come feed me ice cream."

"Alright. I love you," he told you and made kissy noises before hanging up. Within a few minutes you heard him enter the apartment, bags rustling as he walked into the bedroom. "Finally," you teased and smiled.

"Hey, there was a lot to get. Don't sass me," he said jokingly and set the bags on the floor, tackling you in bed.

"Phil! No!" You started laughing as his hands crept up to tickle your stomach. He tickled you relentlessly. You squirmed around beneath him, gasping for air between laughing fits but he didn't let up. "Pl-Please," you gasped and laughed harder. He let go, a confident and victorious smirk across Phil's face.

"I win," he whispered in your ear teasingly and kissed your cheek.

"Just this one. I know where you're ticklish too you know." You reached down, shimmying his shirt up to brush your fingers across his navel. "No!" he laughed and fell onto the bed beside you. You crawled over him, straddling his legs. You smirked up at him as you pushed up his shirt further. "Oh no," he said already starting to giggle and squirm around as you lowered your lips to his stomach, blowing a long, loud raspberry on his tummy. He immediately tried to stop you, pushing your head away as he laughed, trying to catch his breath. This was a glorious sight to you. Loose Phil. That was rare these days. His cheeks were pink from laughing and he had a smile that was mile wide on his face.

You took his hands and held them away as you blew another raspberry. "Paybacks a bitch," you teased, looking up at him again.

He chuckled after catching his breath. "I love you."

"I love you too," you said happily and moved up to kiss him. He closed the space between you two, gently pressing his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss and cupped his face in your hands. "You're so perfect," you whispered and kissed the tip of his nose. He wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed.

"Feed me?" you asked optimistically and ran your hands over his chest. Even through the shirt you could feel the raised skin of his scar but he didn't seem to flinch at it like he had the first time you'd felt it.

"Hmm... I'll think about it." He looked up with his hand on his chin like he was really thinking hard.

"Please? I'll beg. Don't make me beg."

"Go get spoons and I'll be here." You nodded and rolled off of him and ran into the kitchen, returning with two spoons and the carton of ice cream. "Here." You handed him one of the spoons and opened up the container. You scooped up a huge bite and held it to his lips. He opened and you shoved the spoon in his mouth causing you both to laugh. "You um, you seem to have something right there." You smirked and kissed the chocolate away from his chin. He smiled and stuck his finger in the ice cream then purposefully spread it over your lips. "Oh you seem to have something there," he said teasingly, mocking your earlier statement then pulled you close, kissing the chocolate away like you had done to his chin.

"Chocolatey." You giggled and sighed contently, laying your head on his chest. Listening to that reassuring heart beat. So glad, maybe too glad, he was here with you right here, right now.