med school roommates

chapter 118

I watch derek as he reads in bed. "I can feel you watching me.. stop it" he chuckles. I bite my lip, looking away. He keeps reading his book.

I look at him. I kiss his cheek. I put my hand on his thigh. He's just wearing his boxers and I'm wearing his shirt. I start kissing his neck.

I run my hand up his thigh. He keeps reading his book as I suck on his skin. "I know what you're doing" he chuckles. I grin against his skin.

"Its not gonna work" he pushes me away gently. I whine, my head falling back into the pillows. "I'm not doing it" he says. "I hate you" I say. He chuckles.

"I'm not having sex with an ill person" he says. "I'm not-" I put my hand over my mouth as I start coughing. "Ugh" he moves away from me. I hit him.

"Pleeeaassseee" I sob dramatically, pushing my face into his shoulder. "Noooo" he grins. He pushes me away.

"Fine.. if you get a deadly disease and are on your deathbed I'm not having sex with you before you die" I turn around, wrapping my arms over my chest as I lay down.

"Yeah you will.. and you're not dying" he chuckles. "You find me gross!" I sob into the pillow. "I don't.. I just don't want to catch your cold or ill be gross too" he strokes my hair gently.

I sob harder into the pillow. "I'm teasing you.. I'm just joking" he puts his hand on my cheek, making me look at him. He leans down to me, kissing my cheek.

"I don't like it when you make fun of me when I'm sick" I sniffle. "I know.. I'm sorry" he puts his hands on my cheeks, kissing my lips softly.

I roll over, wrapping my arms around his thigh. He strokes my hair gently as I cuddle next to him. He puts his book down and lays next to me, pulling me into his arms.

"You'll get sick" I mumble. He pulls away. "No.. no!" I move back into his arms. "You'll be fine" I say. He wraps his arms around me.

"Do you love me?" I ask. "No" he says. I whimper into his skin. "Yes! Yes I do" he says. I smile. "Really?" I ask. "No" he says. I groan, pulling away from him.

I get up and go into the living room. I sit on the couch and watch tv. I pull a blanket over me. "Mama?" Lucas walks out of his room. "You okay baby?" I look at him. He walks over to me.

"I feew sick" he holds his arms up to me. I sigh. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart" I pick him up. "What awe you watching?" He cuddles Into me, sitting on my lap.

"What do you want to watch?" I ask. He shrugs. "What about.. spongebob?" I ask. He smiles, nodding. I put it on.

"Here baby.. have something to drink" I gently move my bottle of water to his lips. He drinks some. I pull it away.

Some spills down his chin. I wipe it for him. "Thankyou mommy" he cuddles Into me, kissing my stomach. "You're welcome" I say.

"Hey baby" I whisper. "Yeah?" He asks. I pick him up so he's stood on my lap. I look into his eyes. He smiles. "I love you so much" I say.

"I wove you too mommy" he says. "I mean it.. I hope you're not an ass when you're older" I say. "Mommy" he says. "Sorry monkey.. no swearing, I know.. I'm sorry" I say.

"Its okay, mimi isn't here" he whispers. I smile. "You won't tell her?" I whisper. He shakes his head. "Thankyou monkey" I smile, kissing his nose. He giggles.

"I'm a bad influence.. aren't I?" I chuckle. "What's infwuence?" He asks. "Nothing" I giggle.

"You feel like you're gonna be sick still?" I rub his stomach gently. "I fink I'm okay" he says. "That's good" I kiss his head.

He yawns. "I'm gonna take you to bed.. okay baby?" I ask. "Okay" he cuddles Into me. I pick him up and carry him to his room. I put him in bed, kiss his head and tuck him in.

"Goodnight babies" I whisper. I kiss both of their heads before walking out after turning off the light, keeping on a little night light for them.

I walk into mine and Derek's room. "Hey.. sorry for upsetting you" he says as I climb into bed next to him. "Its okay.. I'm used to your insensitivity by now" I roll my eyes. He chuckles softly.

"I do love you.. a lot" he whispers. I smile. He kisses me softly. "Lucas is sick too" I say. He sighs. "But I'm feeling a little better so he might too by tomorrow" I say. "Hopefully" he says.

We cuddle into eachother. He pulls the covers over us both. I soon fall asleep in his arms.