Finding Her Joy

Locked Out

*A/N- Have you guys figured out what I'm planning yet? Happy reading! Enjoy!

(MIA POV)
Two words: Virginia Cruise.

My favorite holiday with Reecey, but not for the reasons one would think. That was by far the funniest holiday we ever had. Trapped on a massive ship together, no land in sight, for a full 2 weeks. It was supposed to be romantic and relaxing, but Reecey was sick for the first week.

He had some bad crab or something, and so he was glued to the toilet and the bed for days. The constant rocking of the boat didn't help with the nausea either.

He'd just finished a toilet run... more of a toilet sprint, and was climbing back into the bed with me. "It's been 3 days, and you're still not feeling better? How much of that stuff did you eat?" I asked him.

"I don't know, but I'm never eating again." He replied, choking as he did. He was lying, though, because as soon as he was better, he went right back to it. He just didn't get sick the second time around.

"Ugh," I groaned, "I can't spend the whole trip trapped in this room. I need sun and other human contact!"

I sat up in the bed, and he was lying down. He tried to ease my frustration by wrapping his arms around me and putting his head on my legs. "You should go out and enjoy it. I'm feeling a little better, so maybe later I'll come find you." I put one hand in his hair and the other on his back. "But just 10 more minutes like this."

"Fine, but then I'm going. If you leave me by myself for too long, then I'm going on the hunt without you." He was playfully frustrated at that and tightened his grip around me. "Reecey!" I laughed, "Too tight."

"That wasn't nice. I'm ill. You're mine." He mumbled, tucking his head into my stomach.

I was happy he wasn't looking at me. It meant he didn't see the sad look on my face. I was his... but only because his father was keeping me with him. "Yup. All yours." Well, I had to say something.

"Can you lay down? I want to see your face." I rolled my eyes and shifted down next to him.

"I'm starting the timer now. 10 minutes." We both had our heads resting on the pillow, and we just stared at each other for a minute. He kept his arms around me, so I couldn't get up any earlier than the timer. I took his face in my hands and brushed his cheek with my thumb. He closed his eyes and relaxed into my touch. "You're lucky you're handsome."

He half smiled, "Does that mean you'll stay longer?" He peaked on eye back open. I hardened my eyes at him. "Yeah, that's what I thought. I do want you to have fun, so I won't be upset when you leave."

"Good boy." I patted his cheek, and he pulled me closer to him. We stayed like that until my phone went off, and surprisingly, he didn't fight to keep me there longer.

He watched me change and get ready. "You know, I think I feel better." He sat up quickly and immediately grabbed his stomach and fell back down. "Nope. Nope. Don't move."

I tried not to laugh, but seeing a grown man acting like a baby was just so funny. "Just stay here. I'll come back in a couple of hours and check on you." He went to sit up as I came over to grab my phone, and I just pushed him back down. "No. I'll be back. You stay."

He gave me puppy dog eyes, but I wouldn't cave. I swear he was just like a dog sometimes. I moved his hair from his eyes and gave him a quick kiss before leaving the room.

I lounged around for a while and flirted with some of the other women, but none of them really grabbed my attention enough to bring back to the room. I also felt bad going on a hunt while Reecey was feeling ill. Poor boy.