"Mannnnyyyyy!" My lover and best friend Twiggy, called from our bedroom. My poor baby is sick, and I always baby him when he's sick...He hates it, but I don't care. I love him.
I was in the kitchen, heating up some chicken noodle soup for him. "Hold on babe, I'll be right there!" I called, waiting for this fucking soup to finish cooking. When it finished, I opened the microwave, set it down on the counter to cool down, and ran upstairs to our bedroom.
When I got there, I saw my poor Twiggy curled up in a ball on his side, groaning. I sat next to him on the bed, and asked "What's wrong, my love?" He turned and looked at me and said "My tummy hurts..." I wrapped my arm around his tiny frame and kissed the top of his head.
"Jesus Jeordie, you're burning up." I said, feeling his warm forehead. He shrugged and said "I'll be fine...I just hate how you have to baby my sick ass...I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."
I said "Jeordie, you're not taking advantage of me. You're sick, and I wanna help you get better...I love you."
He smiled and said "I love you too."
I got off the bed and said "I made you some chicken noodle soup so you could eat....You're so fucking tiny."
He chuckled and said "That's probably why everyone calls me Twiggy."
I shook my head and smiled at his cuteness. "I'll be right back." He nodded and I walked out of the room. I went back downstairs to get his soup and when I touched the bowl, it was still warm. Not too hot, but just right.
I grabbed a spoon and a couple napkins, and headed back upstairs. When I got back to the room, Twiggy sat up and said "Awww babe...You didn't have to do this for me..."
I shook my head and said "Nope, I wanted to. Here you go, sweetie." I handed him the bowl and the napkins and laid back down on the bed with him. I saw he was watching Disney's Cinderella on TV and pointed at the TV, while Cinderella was taking care of her bitchy step sisters and her step mothers needs.
"You see? This is how I feel when you have to baby me...I feel like those spoiled cunts and their cunt mother." I sighed and said "Jeordie, what do you remember what I told you when I asked you to be my boyfriend?"
He nodded and said "You told me you'd always be faithful to me, and that you'll love me no matter what..." I nodded and said "And what else?" He chewed on his bottom lip and said "And that no matter what happens, you'll always take care of me...Because you love me."
I nodded and said "There you go. Jeordie, you are not a burden on me...Not at all. I love you. And I always will." He smiled a little and said "I love you too." When he finished his soup, I put the bowl on the nightstand next to my side of the bed, and he cuddled into my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, kissed his forehead and he yawned.
"Are you tired, my love?"
He nodded and said "Yeah...That sucks, cause I wanted to watch Cinderelly with you." I chuckled and said "Don't worry baby, I'll buy it for you." He smiled and yawned again.
"Go to sleep darling, I'll be here when you wake up." He nodded and said "Okay Manny...I love you." I hugged him tighter and said "I love you too, Moya Lyubov" which meant "My Love" in Russian.
With that, my precious little flower closed his eyes, and fell asleep in my arms.
