You cough into a tissue. You have a wool blanket on you as you lay on your couch. You hear footsteps and a sigh. You look up and see Will with a fresh box of tissues and a cup of tea.
"Thought you might want this...sucks you're sick." He says and rubs your arm as you take the cup of tea. He gently sets the box of tissues on the edge of the couch.
"You might not.." You cough in the middle of your sentence. "wanna be near me...I'm sick." You sneeze and Will sighs in admiration.
"You're my girlfriend, babe, I can't be without you. I die." He smiles and you smile back even though your nose is red and you're tired.
"Here. Let's look up a nice movie and we can chill out for the day." He pulls the blanket over him as he lays on the couch next to you. He puts his arm around you as you sit up to lean on his shoulder. He sighs in admiration again and reaches for the remote. You feel sleepy by the time he turns on the movie.
Before you fall asleep you feel a gentle kiss on the head and somebody in a cute British accent-Will- whisper into your ear,
"Goodnight, beautiful. Hope you feel better soon."
You smile as you drift off to sleep.
