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Cincinnati, OH
12:34 PM
Audriana's POV
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Tee never gets sick.
At least, that's what he claims.
But today? Your 6'4 Tennessee baby is wrapped in a blanket, hair messy, voice raspy, pacing around the house like the world has personally wronged him.
And you?
You're just trying to work from the kitchen table.
"Audri..." he whines from the couch.
You don't even look up. "Tee, baby, I told you—if it's serious, call me. I got two meetings today."
"It is serious," he croaks dramatically.
"What's serious?"
"That I feel terrible... an' you sittin' ten whole feet away from me."
You sigh. "Tee—"
"Nah, don't Tee me," he sniffles, pulling the blanket up to his chin. "You supposed to be takin' care of me. I'm dyin' over here."
"You have a cold."
"A bad ass one."
You try not to laugh. "You big and dramatic."
He flops back on the couch, arm over his eyes. "Can't even breathe right... throat hurt... head poundin'... only thing that make it better is you sittin' right here next to me rubbin' on me."
"Tamaurice..."
He peeks out from under his arm. "What? I'm sick, Audriana. This when I need you the most."
You shake your head, clicking through emails while he watches you with big, pitiful eyes.
"Come sit with me," he pleads "Please? I'm lonely."
"You said that five minutes ago."
"And I meant it five minutes ago too!"
You turn around. "Tee. If you need water, medicine, soup, just call me."
He sniffles again, louder this time, like he wants an award for suffering.
Then, under his breath:
"I don't need none of that... I just need you."
You freeze. "baby..."
He smirks weakly. That boyish, slow Tennessee grin that always gets you. "What? I can't miss my pretty girl when I'm sick?"
You shake your head and try to keep working.
Try.
But Tee Higgins sick is Tee Higgins needy.
And he does not let up.
"Auudriiiii."
"Hmm?"
"My head hurt."
"Take your medicine."
"Already did."
"Then rest."
"How I'mma rest when you lookin' that good over there?"
You slap your face with your hands. "Tee, please—"
"And this blanket cold," he adds. "Come warm me up."
"Tee—"
"I'm shiverin'."
"You are not shivering."
"You gon' deny me comfort in my darkest hour?" he whines.
You stare at him. He stares back, pitiful.
Then he goes in for the kill.
His voice, low and raspy:
"Baby... come here. I ain't never needed you like I need you today."
You're done.
You close your laptop, stand up, and walk over to him.
"You're taking the day off?" he asks, instantly brighter.
"Yes," you sigh. "Because you are annoying when you're sick."
He beams like a child. "Come lay wit' me."
You crawl under the blanket, and he immediately pulls you onto his chest, burying his face in your hair.
"Mmm," he hums, voice rough. "That's what I needed. My girl right here."
You stroke his forehead. "You better now?"
"Feelin' real good," he mumbles. "Matter fact... might be gettin' better already."
You look up at him. "You liar."
He grins lazily. "Maybe a lil'."
Then he nuzzles into your neck, all warm and clingy.
"Tee?" you whisper, brushing his curls back.
"Yeah, baby?"
"You really just wanted attention, didn't you?"
He nods without shame. "Mhm. From you. Only you."
You laugh softly and kiss his cheek.
"Fine. I'll stay with you."
He tightens his arms around you instantly, like he's afraid you'll evaporate.
"Good," he mutters. "Ain't lettin' you go nowhere today... sick or not."
And with his head on your chest, breathing finally steady, he falls asleep—still clinging to you like you're the cure.
Spoiled. Utterly spoiled.
And absolutely yours.
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