Nateiplier Shorts

Sick Day

Mark woke up to the sound of groaning and then a loud thud. He sat up quickly and moved to the side of the hed to look down at his love. "Nate...sweetie pie...are you okay?"

Nate grumbled and let out a quiet sob, curling up slightly.

This had Mark alarmed. Nate never did this before. Ever. At all. He swears. Believe him.

He crawled down to the floor and picked Nate up, craddling him and moving to the bathroom. Nate was cold, he had a fever. That's when he remembered that his love had been outside almost all of last night playing in the snow while it was below zero and refused to come inside.

Mark sat Nate down on the floor beside the tub and filled Nate up a hit bath as he went and got him some medicine.

"Nate...take these please." Mark handed the male some pills and a glass of water, making sure the male took them. He slowly stripped Nate and put him in the tube, washing Nate and giving him a small relaxing head massage.

"Hey Mark...?" Nate looked at the male, coughing slightly.

"Yes Nate?" Mark asked, using a cup to poor some water on the singers head.

Mark helped Nate out of the tub and wrapped a towel around him, Nate leaning on him just a bit. "Can we stay in today...? Do nothing?"

"Yes, we can."

"Yay..."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

(Short and sweet)