Eunoia | Sirius Black

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I don't think I have a pollen allergy. 

Nothing can explain how I caught the fever which has me on a bed rest right now. I was supposed to play with Harry today but I've had to call in sick at my new babysitting job. 

"No skipping meals, no smoking, no drinking, no exertion -"

"It's siriusly not that sirius." 

"You think you're funny, do you?" Sirius gives me a blank expression. "I'm not joking around, Elena. A 103 degrees is a lot. You need to be resting as much as you possibly can. And I have an off from the Ministry today, I'm here if you need anything."

"I need cuddles."

He looks at me blankly again, as though I'm still joking. I'm not sure if I am or not. After a moment of dead staring, he removes his coat, loosens his black tie with his silver ring-clad left hand and lifts the edge of my lightweight blanket before sliding in. 

"Are you cold?" He asks gently, tucking a lock of hair behind.

"A little," I tell him. My eyes are a bit watery and my forehead has cold sweat. 

"Lily asked me not to bundle you up in blankets or it will increase your temperature." He frowned, sliding in a bit lower as he put an arm around me and I rested my head on his bicep. 

"She's right." I cough. 

He clicks his tongue before unbuttoning his shirt. My eyes don't waver from the hard chest of his, no matter whether I have a 103-degree fever or not. In around 20 seconds, that I counted, he's thrown his white shirt to the side and has slid inside the blanket completely, both of his arms holding me tightly against him. 

I don't know what made me do it but I started crying. 

The moment his scent hit me, my whole soul shattered. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I make stupid decisions. I make so many of them. And he is not one, no one will love me like him, but I don't know how to tell him this. I don't know how to tell him that I love him more than any fucking thing, that I can't live without him and that I'm addicted to his touch, his smell, his taste, his voice, him, him, him.

"I love you more, Elena."

I fall asleep cocooned by his warmth. 

When I wake up, he's not here. I had a delirious sleep, fever dreams making my heart beat erratically. 

I see stars every time I try to get up, there are black and red spots in my vision and I'm pale as a ghost with a hint of dark circles under my eyes. 

There is a note on the pillow beside mine and I have a heavier blanket on top of me. I'm sweating so bad I might cry. I have a headache so bad I can feel my pulse in my temples. 

I blindly move my hand towards the little pink note. There is a beautiful handwriting on it, intricate cursive. I smile, my Sirius. 

I am going out, there's an Order mission. One of the member's wife and children have been abducted. The mission is led by Bones. I will be fine, he is one of the most powerful wizards known. I love you, don't move around too much. 
There are potions on the bedside table. 
Your Sirius. 

My heart thumps loudly. Something doesn't feel right, I should've been there with him. Is James there? I hope not, Lily needs him. 

Suddenly, I feel worse than I did earlier. My stomach is in knots. I feel like I might throw up. He didn't tell me where he was going, or when the mission was expected to be over. If he'll be back tonight or not.