another one requested by Seamstress4TheBand
you lay in bed, thermometer hanging out of your mouth, with a blanket pulled up to the brim of your nose. you were waiting for your roommate george to come check up on you. he was grabbing you some warm soup and hot tea.
"hey there sleepy head. how you hanging in?" he gently beamed as you spat the thermometer out, eyeing up at him,
"not-." you cut yourself off to cough horribly, "good." you groaned rolling your eyes.
"awh (y/n) poor baby. have no fear, georgies here!" he toothily grinned.
you smiled a bit while he propped you up feeding you the soup and tea, "here you are." he smiled as you grinned a bit,
"what a great roommate. thank you." you laughed.
"hey, we're practically family now! your pain is my pain." he winked while he tucked you back into bed.
"thanks again." you smiled while he winked,
"don't mention it (y/n)."
YOU ARE READING
the beatles imagines
Randomjust a great big book of imagines of our four favorite mop top boys!! there will be sad ones smutty ones fluffy ones horrific ones anything basically
