Angus's POV
I woke up in a cold sweat. My heart was beating fast, and I was gasping for air. I noticed I was gripping my bed sheets extremely tight. Breathe in... and breathe out... I let out a long sigh. After I calmed myself, I decided to see if Gregg was awake. But when I tried to stand, I felt weak. It was like I couldn't stand up at all... "Hey, Gregg? Are you up?" After I called out, I hear shuffling. Gregg enters the room and climbs up onto my bed. He lays himself next to me, and asks "What's going on?" I sighed. "I can't get up." Gregg looks at me with sad, tired eyes. "Are you feeling okay?", he asked, with a concerned look on his face. "I'm just feeling a bit sick..." Gregg smiles, but only a little. As if he wants to let me know it's going to be okay... but it looks as if he's the one who needs a hug. I wrap my arms around his skinny, fluffy body, to reassure him. I don't know how or why, but for some reason, I think we both need comforting.
Gregg's POV
Angus's embrace felt good. I just wanted to stay in that moment, forever. Hugging in bed. Our worries and doubts no where near us, just him and I. I think I can work through this. I can do this. I know I can. With Angus with me, I can do anything. "Hey Angus?" His gaze shifts over to me, and he smiles. "Yeah, bug?" I blush. He looks more precious without his glasses... and with messy fur! I feel my cheeks become a deeper crimson. "I'm gonna work harder, okay?" I felt his arms gently squeezing me. "Okay. I believe in you, alright?" "Alright." I raise my paws into the air, and yawn as I stretch. "I'm going to get to work. I'll see you tonight, 'Kay?" I jump down from Angus's bed and grabbed a white T-shirt that was strewn across the floor. As I began to get dressed, I thought, I can do this. Because now I know I can. I can work harder and I will.
Angus's POVI don't think I feel any better. In fact, I feel shittier. I might actually be sick... "Gregg? Can you tell one of my co-workers at the Video Outpost "Too" that I'm sick? Please?" I hear Gregg stepping into the bedroom. "Of course, Cap'n!"
I listen to him walking towards the door, but his footsteps stop. "Wait, one more thing!", Gregg yells. "Yeah?", I ask. "Love you." I felt my cheeks reddening. "Love you too."*A couple of hours later*
I am going to assume that I am better, because I took some Advil. That really helped with the standing up situation, at least. I still feel sick though. Why now? I mean, I know winter is coming soon, but a fever/flu when it's still autumn? That's ridiculous. And I need to be working right now. The sooner I get paid the sooner we get out of here. I should have probably told Gregg that we almost have enough to move out. Wait, doesn't he get paid today? I think I feel even better. We'll be able to afford everything we need over at Bright Harbor. We could even buy more furniture, if we'd like! The thought of living in a nice apartment/loft with Gregg in Bright Harbor practically cured me. I bet we can move next, next week, after my second paycheck (With a larger amount of money). That would be amazing! You know what? Daydreaming in bed is a good way to take a break.
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Gregg X Angus NITW
FanfictionAfter a long week, everything goes back to normal. No more ghost people. Nothing strange. But, things will get stressful between the cute couple as they journey toward their goal to move to Bright Harbor.