Requested by Starrblade1221, thanks for commenting! It only contains mushy, touchy-feely crap *sulks*. ^_^
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I wake up feeling like absolute shit. It doesn't make it any better that Ashleys coming over later. I decide to let him know I'm not up to seeing him, I don't want to give him whatever it is that I've got. After two rings, Ash picks up.
"Hey, man! What's up?" He sounds like an angel, his voice fills my ear and I just want him to talk forever.
"I don't think hanging out today is a good idea, I feel like shit." My voice is a complete contrast of his; deep, croaky and you can clearly tell I've got a blocked nose.
"You sound like it too. I'll come over, look after you. I'll make you some soup or something and we can watch movies." I sniffle, trying to relieve myself of the heavy mucus build up (gross, sorry, its kind of how I feel now though).
"You don't ha-"
"CC, you're not well. As your best friend its my job to look after you. I'll be there in ten." With that, Ash hung up and I lay back on my bed, my arm aching from holding up my phone.
As he said, ten minutes later Ash enters my room, immediately walking over and putting his soft, warm hands to my head.
"CC, you're burning up! I'll get you a cold cloth and a glass of water." He leaves again, I reach out for the TV remote but I can't find it so I huff and pout like a little kid. "What's up?"
"I can't reach the remote. Get it for me?" I give him my best puppy eyes and he chuckles, turns on the TV and hands me the remote. Ash puts the cloth on my head and the glass on my dresser, within reach. "Can we watch Harry Potter?"
"All of them?" I nod as enthusiastically as I can in my ill state. "Sure, I'll get some soup too." Ash dissapears downstairs and reappears a few minutes later with the box set and a bowl on a tray.
"Thanks, Ashes." I smile as he places the tray in my lap, I can't help but stare at his ass when he reaches over to put in the Philosophers Stone.
"No problem, Chuppy. Stop looking at my ass." He laughs. I turn the brightest red imaginable. How did he know? Ash lays down beside me and I sip on the soup while the movie plays. I put my head on his shoulder and curl up into his side.
Five Harry Potter movies later, I'm getting tired and I start drifting in and out of reality, still curled up in Purdy boys arms.
*Ashleys POV*
He looks so innocent when he's asleep. He lets out tiny snores, its adorable! I don't know how one person can make me feel this much, especially my best friend. I thought I was straight. I guess I was until Christian Coma decided to come along and steal my heart.
"Ash?" He mumbles, still half asleep.
"Yeah, buddy? Want more soup?" I whisper softly into his hair.
"I love you." My heart begins pounding a mile a minute; he loves me?!
"I love you too," My face is covered by a 'Cheshire Cat' grin. I pull his face up and plant my lips on his. He instantly pulls away. Did I do something wrong? Does he only love me as a friend or brother?
"Don't kiss me," I can almost hear my heart shatter as those three words leave his delicate lips. "I don't want you to get sick too."
"I don't mind, more time I can spend with you." I kiss him again, our lips moving in sync. It isn't rough or hungry, its gentle and loving. Its filled with emotion, passion. I love this man. I love Christian Coma.
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That wasn't the hardest thing I've ever had to do! It turned out pretty good, if you ask me.
Vote and shit, bye XD
