I shifted in my sleep, slowly being awoken by the sounds of soft sniffling.The skin of my stomach was warm where a blonde tuft of hair lay, breathing in and out raggedly. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion as my hand curled into his hair.
"Caspar, baby, are you okay?" I whispered, my voice thick from sleep. His hair tickled my stomach as he shook his head. His body was curled around mine like a small child in need of comforting.
"My tummy hurts." he whined, his lips pulling into a pout as he looked up at me. I couldn't help the smile that crept its way onto my face as he looked so vulnerable.
"Do you want me to get you anything?" I asked, stroking his hair. Placing the back of my free hand onto his forehead, his temperature shocked me. "You're burning up, let me get you some medicine."
"Nooo. I wanna cuddle." His grip tightened as I attempted to leave the bed. The warmth of the covers and the desperate need of affection from my boyfriend held me where I lay.
"Caspar, seriously. You need some medicine....and a tissue." I giggled, leaning away slightly as his nose leaked slightly. He groaned, releasing his grip on my body, but stealing my pillow along with him. Sitting up and placing my feet on the soft carpet of the floor, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
When I returned to the room, a bowl, a box of tissues and a glass of water in hand, Caspar had curled himself into an impossibly tight ball, clutching my pillow to his chest. His soft ragged snores could be heard as my bare feet padded across the floor of the bedroom to his side of the bed. I placed the glass down as lightly as I could on the nightstand alongside the tissues and the bowl was placed on the floor within reach. Staying in a crouch, I leant forward, pressing a soft kiss to the side of his face. His body was visibly shaking so I covered him with the duvet cover, allowing him to sleep in peace.
A couple of hours later, I was sat in the lounge with the TV playing a re-run of Friends. I giggled at the sight of Joey with Monica's turkey on his head, my attention soon being drawn by the sound of the staircase creaking.
"Hey." I smiled as Caspar began making his way down, a blanket wrapped tightly around his body. He gave me a small exhausted wave as he reached the bottom step.
"Come 'ere." I opened my arms, pushing away the bowl of crisps on my lap. Making his way over, he collapsed of top of he, his head resting on my chest.
"You feeling any better?" I asked, my hand resuming it's usual position in his hair.
"Not really." he croaked, wiping his nose with a tissue. He opened his arms, embracing us both in the blanket.
"Will you stay with me?" he asked, his voice vulnerable as his eyes drifted shut.
"Of course." I whispered back, pressing another kiss to the top of his head.
"I love you Pandora." He mumbled, nuzzling his head further into my body.
"I love you too Casp."
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