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sick day (fluff)

You stirred to life as you felt the bed dip beside you and heard your loving boyfriend's voice. You slowly came to, an awful sensation spreading throughout your body. 

You were undeniably sick. Your body ached, your throat was sore, your nose was stuffed, and above all, a sense of tiredness permeated your life. 

You squinted and turned to face Dream, who was crouched next to you on your guys' shared bed. He looked down at you with concern, one of his eyebrows slightly raised. 

You shifted closer to him, pulling the comforter tighter around your body as you did so. He looked at you adoringly despite how awful you assumed you looked, given your current condition. 

Dream brushed a hand across your cheek, trailing it upwards to push a few stray strands of hair out of your face. He turned his hand over, his knuckles grazing your forehead as he carefully felt your temperature. 

He tsked in disapproval. "Darling, you're still quite warm. I think you'll have this bug for a few more days." 

You sighed, partly out of tiredness and partly out of frustration. He looked at you with empathy. "I know this must suck, I'm sorry." 

He pivoted, reaching behind him to the nightstand. "I brought you chicken soup, though. It should help your throat." 

You smiled widely out of gratitude and reached out to take the bowl of soup from his hands, sitting up in bed as you did so. Dream transferred the bowl to you, careful to tell you that it was hot. 

He got into bed next you, taking extra time to fluff the pillows you were using. He moved close to you so that your shoulders were touching, and you leaned into his touch, resting your head in the crook of his neck. 

He smiled at this, carefully stroking your head and playing with your hair. 

You eventually finished your soup, passing it to Dream to take back to the kitchen. He left it on the nightstand, insisting that it was a "tomorrow problem". You chuckled at this, sinking lower in the bed so that you could go back to sleep. 

Just as you were drifting off to sleep for perhaps the third time today, you felt Dream's arms wrap around you and pull your back flush to his chest. 

His warm breath fanned against your neck as he whispered, "G'night love."

And despite being sick, sore, and tired, you couldn't imagine a better way to fall asleep.