les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

110. Cuddling

Imagine: Taking care of your boyfriend, Eric, while he sick, but all he wants to do it cuddle with you.

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You hear another loud cough coming from the bedroom of yours and Eric's apartment. Your boyfriend was sick, and for once, he was sick enough to actually take a day off of work. It took a lot of convincing to make him stay home, overworking was the reason he had gotten sick in the first place after all, luckily, today was also your day off.

You had given him some painkillers earlier in the day and they had finally put him to asleep for a while, but he was awake once again. You pick up the plate of food you've made for him and make your way to the bedroom. Eric is sitting up, taking another pill, he smiles when he sees you, "Hi Y/N!"

"Hey babe," You smile, slightly perplexed. You sit down on the bed next to him, "Eric...how many of those have you taken?"

"Three," He says casually.

You let out a laugh, taking the bottle from him, "Eric! You're only supposed to take one every 24 hours!"

"Oh...I didn't know that," He whispers. You smile at your boyfriend's -very rare- cuteness.

"It's okay, just don't take anymore. Here, have something to eat," He takes the plate from you and begins eating.

He eventually puts the plate down and you pick it up to wash it, "Y/N..."

"Yes?"

"Stay with me," He whines.

You laugh, "Okay, just let me go put this away."

"Nooo! You can put it away later, I want to cuddle!" You stare at him wide-eyed. In all the time that you've been with him, he has never asked to be cuddled before. You know this is a once in a lifetime opportunity so you put the plate down and crawl into bed with Eric.

He wraps his strong arms around you, pulling you close to his chest and peppering kisses against your hair and neck. You giggle, "Eric stop!"

He chuckles into your hair and relaxes. Eventually the two of you fall asleep, his arms around you, your legs intertwined, and listening to the sound of each other's breathing.

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