phillip graves x gn!reader (usage of pet names)
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The dark room is illuminated by a faint string of light that floods through the door creaking open. Eyes wincing slightly, you shift up on one elbow to greet the figure walking in.
"Hey, doll," Phillip offers a tight-lipped smile as he quietly shuts the door behind him. "How are you feelin'? Any better?"
"Meh," it comes out in a huff as you flop back down into the pillows, blowing the comforter up to your chin.
"Just 'meh' huh?" he watches as you nod 'yes' drowsily. "I'm sorry honey, I wish there was more I could do," he continues as he flicks on the lamp in the corner of the room. The yellow-tinted light allows you to see the mug he's been holding the whole time. Phillip makes his way back over to your side of the bed, setting the mug down on the nightstand. He notices your eyes following the cup, trying to figure out the contents, "Tea," he whispers as he kisses your forehead, lowering himself down onto the bed to sit next to you.
"Wait," your half-lidded eyes shoot open, "Don't kiss me, I don't want you getting sick,"
Graves only laughs to himself as he cups your face, lightly stroking your cheek, "I don't mind,"
"Well, I do," you try to wiggle away but the blankets that cocooned around you hold you securely in Phillip's grasp. "You get so dramatic when you're sick," you whine, "A running nose has you on the couch, down and out for like a week,"
The obvious over-exaggeration goes over Phillip's head as his smile fades, "Just cause you're sick doesn't mean you get to bully me now darlin'." He chuckles to himself, standing up and making his way over to his side. Graves lightly tugs the covers out so he can slip under and join you in bed.
Leaning up against the headboard, he reaches out for you, "C'mere," his arm slips around your shoulders pulling you close. His fingertips lightly graze up and down your arm, your head resting on his chest. A few minutes of comfortable silence pass before Phillip speaks up again, "Feelin' any better?"
Your arms wrap around his torso, giving him a squeeze, "Much better, thank you, baby,"
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Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+
FanfictionHiii these are also all available on my tumblr @sarahs-secrets2 - x reader with no use of Y/N! - warnings, word count, and more info posted at beginning of each chapter i do not own any of the characters mentioned, all other works are my own
