Imagine being sick in bed for what felt like forever. You laid there staring up at the ceiling trying to fall asleep, but failing miserably. You let out a groan and rolled over on your side to stare at the clock. It was only 8pm, which meant you were in for a long night. You heard a soft knock on the bedroom door, which made you sit up a little bit more. Rick peeped his head in.
"May I come in?" He asked softly.
You nodded with a little sniffle as you simply said, "Mmhm."
He walked in and gave you a sweet smile as he sat on the bed next to you, "How are you feeling?"
"Better than ever," you said sarcastically before stifling a sneeze.
Rick laughed, "Oh, hush," he said as he reached up to feel your forehead, "love, your burning hot."
"I know," you winked.
"Good God," Rick said as he tried to keep from laughing, "you're ridiculous."
"Yeah, but I have a feeling you kinda like it," you said with a smirk.
He raised his eyebrows at you and leaned in a bit more, "Kinda?" He asked softly as he came closer to your lips, "I think that is a drastic understatement."
He pressed his lips to yours and you giggled against him before you attempted to push him off, "Rick, you idiot, you'll get sick," you laughed.
He began to kiss up your neck, making you giggle even more, "Then let me get sick," he said against your skin.
He got fully into the bed with you and wrapped his arms around you to pull you close to him.
"I guess kinda was an understatement," you said with a happy smile as you snuggled into his chest.
"You have no idea," he whispered as he placed a kiss on top of your head.
He stayed with you the whole night, petting your hair as you fell asleep wrapped up in his arms and you instantly felt much better.
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Pink Floyd Imagines
FanfictionJust like my Keith Moon book, there aren't enough imagines out there for Pink Floyd, so I'll be writing a lot here! So if you're looking for stories for Syd, Roger, David, Rick and Nick, you know where to find them! Requests are the best so don't b...
