He's staring at me so I stare at the plates being very careful so as not to drop them, his gawking doesn't help then he slumps over. I almost drop the plates as I run over.
"Snow. Simon. Simon!"
He blinks and I'm so relieved that I say the first thing that comes to mind "Crowley Snow! I only brought you some scones. No need to be dramatic" I mean to sound annoyed but I'm laughing in panicked relief. He looks dazed and unfocused, feverish. I want to hug him, I want to put my arms around him and never let go, but I don't. However I'm close enough to feel the heat coming off him. What have I gotten myself into?
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❄️You Feel A Little Warm Love | Snowbaz
FanfictionSimon Snow gets a cold and a horrifying fever hallucination helps him realise that he doesn't hate Baz as much as he thought he did. Baz just wants his crush to feel better. Fluff, but first some angst then fluff so much fluff. Alternating P.O.Vs Ba...
