Mac Harmon Imagines

He's sick

"Babe!" Mac whined seeing you walk in his bedroom.

"Aw, my poor baby's sick." You exclaimed, walking up to him and kissing his cheek.

"I miss you." He wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace.

"Miss you too Maccie!" You chuckled and laid next to him. He placed his hand on your cheek and slowly leaned in for kiss

"Mac! Don't get Y/N sick!" Karen yelled carrying Mac's clothes in a laundry basket.

"Sorry mom. She's too beautiful, I can't help it." You blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Wanna watch a movie?" You asked.

"Sure, can we watch The Breakfast Club?"

"Okay." You smiled.

You jumped off the bed and picked up his Mac Book. You logged into Netflix and played the movie.

Through out the movie, both you and Mac were stealing kisses from each other.

When the movie finished you developed a slight headache and a cough.

"Baby are you okay?" Mac questioned, concerned written on his face.

"I think I have the flu." You said followed by an eruption of coughs.

"I'm so sorry Y/N! I got you sick! I'm so sorry." Mac said, apologizing constantly. You laughed slightly.

"What's so funny?" His eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

"I'm not mad silly," you poked his nose, "I'm quite happy. We get to spend more time with each other since we're both sick." He nodded in agreement.

The rest of the day was you and Mac watching movies and contests of who could cough the longest.