I was laying in bed when my boyfriend texted me "how you feeling babe?" He asks and I smile through my little sniffles, "still sick, headache, sniffles, you know the usual" "that's it I'm coming over." I shake my head to myself at his persistence, he's been saying that all day. "Actually I'm already here," he says as I groan and look at my bedroom door where my boyfriend stands. I try to sit up as he comes to my side and presses me down to the bed to prevent me from moving, "no save your energy it's ok." He brings the tissues closer to my night table, and turns on Netflix. "Movie?" I nod my head as he smiles and lays down beside me, I shift my body so that I'm leaning into him and he wraps his arm around me to pull me closer. Throughout the movie he rubs his hand up and down my back and the other stroking my hair, he kisses my forehead then goes to kiss me but I stop him. "You'll get sick," I croak. He just smirks, "kissing you is worth any sickness." He says as he presses his lips to mine.
