Blanket Hog!

Chapter 2

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He took them from me again! I sat there, thinking about what I should do. I was freezing, and a bit mad at this point.
    "Jon!" I shouted, trying to scare him as revenge.
    "Wha-?! ...What is it, Arin?" He gave me an unamused stare, "Oh, again with this."
    "Mhm," I whined, nodding, trying to win over his sympathy, "I'm sowwy."
    "Arin," he couldn't resist giving me a warm hug, which felt nice on my cold skin, "You're always so cold," he commented. I sneezed.
    "Blanket?" I requested with a smile.
    "Yes," he grinned back, and again wrapped the blanket around me.
    "I'm still cold," I whined, "It's not even that cold outside," I thought aloud.
    "Yeah," Jon pondered, "Maybe you're coming down with something."
    "Nooo," I said, upset. I despised getting sick; Jon wouldn't let me do anything.
    He felt my forehead with his hand, "It's gonna be rough tomorrow."
    "I'll sleep on the couch so you don't get sick," I offered.
    "No," Jon denied, "We always reset together," he laughed as he referenced an old joke of ours.
    "Hahah," I laughed mildly, but the truth was that I hated remembering these old times. Things were so much easier back then, when we weren't in a relationship.
    "Oh," Jon remembered I had told him that I hated to remember, "Oops, sorry," he kissed my forehead, and pulled me into bed, and we fell asleep while hugging.