Read Me a Story- Mike x Moire

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Requested by: @Yuilesmollbeanuwu (obviously)

Moire's POV

I woke up and checked the clock next to my bed. My throat felt like a miniature desert. I needed water. Then I coughed like twenty times. Aw geez. Something is very wrong. 

I stumbled out of bed and tripped over a book. I was too tired to get up, so I lay there and prayed that someone heard me scream like a goat. My throat burned. 

I prayed for Mike, my roomate, to come find me on my bedroom floor, help me back into bed, and get me some godforsaken liquid of some sort. I was willing to drink pee at this point. No, wait, that's too gross. But yeah, I'm thirsty. 

Mike's POV

I woke up to a crash. I immeadiately climbed out of bed and entered Moire's room as fast as I could without waking up the other occupants of the apartment building (Moire and I were sharing an apartment until we both had enough money to fend for ourselves). I entered Moire's room, and she was lying on the floor. 

" Moire! What's wrong?" I gasped, kneeling down so she could look at me. 

" My throat hurts," she coughed. " Can you get me some water?" 

" First bed, then water," I responded. 

I picked her up and tucked her into her bed, then I went to get her a cold glass of water with ice, just how she liked it. I also made some tea for her throat, the cinnamon apple tea that she brought to school for a good winter due to outside classes (the author totally did not do this irl). I squeezed in a little bit of honey and brought it to her room. 

When I got back with the drinks, she chugged the water while I pulled up a chair so I could sit next to her. 

When she was done, I asked, " So, what do you want to do?" 

Moire thought for a moment. " Could you read me something?" -cough- " Or tell me a story?" 

I went to the living room and got a Percy Jackson book from the shelf. She loves those books, and I only tolerate them because she loves them. I got back, sat down, and turned to page one. 

After two hours of reading, I looked up to find Moire sound asleep. I smiled, marked our spot, closed the book, and kissed her forehead. Then I went to return the book to the shelf. 

two oneshots in a day, dang, my big spark of motivation is gone. 

xox, Val <3


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