Your woke up to an empty bed, you frowned and got up. Sleepily you walked through the house looking for your husband, you found him sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of tea. "Morning.", you said, you plopped down next to him, "Morning." , Ryan said, his voice raspy, you frowned slightly, "You okay?" , you ask, you look at him closely, "Yeah yeah, I'm good, just didn't sleep well last night." He said, shrugging off your concern. You let it drop and make your self a cup of coffee.
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A couple hours later you came back from walking sturgill and you found Ryan on the couch, snuggled under a blanket. "Are you sick?" You ask, concerned as you sit down next to him, he shakes his head, "No just tired." He says, you frown as you look at his pale face, you place your hand on his forehead and are slightly shocked at how warm he is, "Baloney! Your sick, don't try to hide it." You said, Ryan sighed and snuggled deeper into the blanket.
You went and grabbed two glasses of water and put return of the Jedi on, you sat next to Ryan and he snuggled into your side. Half way through the movie Ryan reached over and grabbed the remote, you watched curiously as he turned the volume down. "Who are you and what have you down with my husband?" You asked, Ryan had always had this thing about star wars where if it's not super loud you don't get the whole experience of a Star Wars movie.
"Headache." Ryan said before refocusing on the movie, "Oh, do you want Advil or something?" You asked, "Sure." Ryan replied, you get up and quickly grab some Advil, Ryan happily takes it. You sit down next to him, "Do you want anything else?" You ask, Ryan rolls his eyes at you, "No I'm good, now shush this is the best part of the movie." He says, you chuckle and start playing with Ryan's hair, your not really that interested in the movie, you had seen it so many times.
After the movie, you and Ryan cuddle and within minutes ryan had fallen asleep on top of you. You pull out your phone and snap of picture of Ryan and post it.
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You smile and shit your phone off, you frown as you notice the heat radiating off of Ryan. He shifts around a bit in his sleep, you watch him as he slowly wakes up. "Your kinda creepy." He mutters while burying his face in your neck, "Sorry, but your eye candy I can't help it." You say, he groans, "Dude I look like trash." He says, "But your my trash." You say dramatically, Ryan lifts his head and raises and eyebrow at you, "That was cheesy." He says.
You reach up and feel his forehead, it's concerningly hot. "Your burning up," You say, "I should get you a cold cloth." You added, ryan shakes his head and hugs you tighter, "No I'm to comfy." He says, you roll your eyes, "I always forget how clingy you get when your sick." You say, you gently push Ryan off you and stand up ignoring his complaining. You walk to the bathroom and grab a cloth and run it under cold water, you turn to head back to the living room only to find Ryan standing in the door way watching you.
"Woah!" You yell as you jump back, "now that's creepy, what are you doing?" You ask, you notice a slightly green tint to his face, "I'm gonna puke." He says calmly, so calmly it takes a second to register in your mind, "Then why the heck are you watching me?" You ask shocked, he shrugs, "Your hot." He says, you roll your eyes and lead him to the toilet, you place the cold cloth on the back of his neck and sit down on the ground beside him. "So I was thinking we should repaint the bathroom." Ryan says out of the blue, you look at him confused, "That's so random, why?" You ask, he shrugs, "Never really noticed the bathroom walls before, it's a ugly white." He says, "Your weird." You say, Ryan shrugs, he leans against you, he groans slightly, "I hate throwing up." He says, you give him a sympathetic look, "I know, what colour would you want to paint it?" You ask trying to distract him a little, "Grey or blue maybe." He says, he turns even greener and his breathing deepens, you gently move him closer to the toilet. Within a minute he's bringing up his breakfast, you grimace and rub his back. When he's down you flush the toilet and wipe his mouth before leading, your very tired husband to bed and crawling in with him and snuggling him till he falls asleep.
Ryan was sick for two more days before he got better, and you took care of him the entire time, but after Ryan was better the roles were reversed as you got whatever he had.
