Hanaa's POV
The next morning I got to Riker's early, before he was awake.
I gently lifted his head and set it on my lap, playing with his hair. The stocking cap had fallen off partway through the night, along with about three of the blankets.
Soon Riker awoke. He looked up at me and sniffled.
"You're an angel, you know that Hanaa?"
I blushed deeply.
He sniffled again. "You really are. You've taken care of me no matter what."
I laughed. "I'd kiss you right now, but I don't want to risk getting sick. We've got a wedding to plan!"
I leaned over Riker and grabbed his glasses, slipping them on his face.
"I'm suddenly really hot," Riker panted.
Sweat covered his upper lip and plastered some hair to his temples. I took off the blankets and he peeled off two of the pairs of sweatpants. He pulled off one sweatshirt, thought a little bit, then pulled off the next one.
His shirt came off with it.
"Riker, put your shirt back on!"
He put his hands on either side of me. "Why?"
"Riker," I said warningly.
He tried to sigh, but ended up coughing. He pulled the shirt from inside the sweatshirt and slipped it over his head, knocking off his glasses in the process.
He picked them up and put them back on his face, adjusting the postion. He curled up into my side on the couch. I wrapped my arm around him then pulled back in shock.
"Riker, you are HOT!"
Riker looked up at me and smiled. "I know."
I smiled down at him. "Dork."
Riker started to pout. "I'm not a dork."
"Yes you are. Now let's watch some TV."
I picked up the remote and clicked it on.
"Let's watch NCIS," Riker said.
I changed the channel to NCIS and Riker cuddled contentedly into my side.
We watched an NCIS episode and I turned to speak to Riker, but realized he was asleep. I smiled down at him, pulling him closer to me.
Riker shivered in his sleep, so I packed pillows under his head and got up to get him a blanket.
I pulled out my phone and took a photo of his sleeping form, posting it on instagram with the comment "You're even adorable when you're sick @rikerr5 <3"
I looked at the time and had to bite my fist to keep from screaming.
As I raced out of the house in time to get to the cake place I ran right into Rocky and Ross.
"Guys, be quiet, Riker is asleep," I said, then hurried off.
"Where are you going?" Ross called after me.
"Cake!" I cried over my shoulder.
I rushed to the cake place, put in our order, and went back to the Lynch house.
The living room was chaos. Everyone was talking and gathered around the couch. I pushed my way to the front of the circle and in the middle I saw Ryland crying into his mom's shoulder.
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A Different Kind of Devotion (R5 Fanfiction)
FanfictionHanaa has had her heart broken before, but when they boy who did it wants her back, how will she cope? What will happen when the boy's brother asks for a date?
