151. New Years

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Imagine: Being sick on New Years and Eric spending it with you.

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      You sat in the infirmary, watching the clock slowly move to 12:00 am, your eyes were closing and you decided that you weren't going to wait for midnight, you were too tired and there was no point, "Happy New Years to me." You deadpanned.

It was New Years and you had fallen sick, missing the biggest party of the year and you felt miserable.

Just as you started drifting off, you heard the door open.

"Y/N? Are you awake?"

You open your eyes and sit up to see Eric in the room, "Eric? What are you doing here?"

He shrugs before dropping down on the chair next to you.

"Shouldn't you be at the party?"

He chuckles, "The only person I like wasn't there. Besides, it's New Years, you shouldn't be alone."

"Wow, is the Eric going soft?"

"Please," He scoffs before shrugging again, "I just know how it feels."

"Thank you."

You sit in a comfortable silence for a little while until he finally announces, "One minute until midnight."

Just as the clock struck midnight, he leaned in and kissed you, leaving you shocked for a moment.

"Oh my god Eric, you could get sick!"

"I'll be fine," He says nonchalantly, "I just couldn't wait any longer to do that. Happy New Years."

"Happy New Years," You repeated with a grin.

"Can I lie next to you?"

"Are you sure?"

"If I'm going to get sick, it'll probably happen after that kiss anyways, so might as well."

You shift over and he lies down next to you, wrapping his arms around you.

You smile, despite being in the hospital, this was one of the best New Years you had ever had.

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