Connor hated being sick, ever since he was a little kid. He hated everything about it, the feeling of being completely helpless in bed, the constant feeling of having to blow his nose, the headaches. He laid in bed duvet on the floor because he was burning up and his hair in a messy bun. His body ached and he felt bored. He had been laying in his bed for three days only getting up to use the restroom or eat. He groaned and decided he needed to eat since he hadn't eaten in almost 36 hours. He sat up and stayed still trying not to think about the throbbing pain he had in his head. After a minute or two, he stood up and grabbed onto the wall almost falling over. The lack of food mixed with dehydration and the fever made him dizzy and like he was about to faint. With one hand on the wall to support him, he started to walk. He made it to the door before passing out and falling on his bedroom floor.
He woke up two hours later still on his floor. He moaned in pain and stood up slowly. He was still extremely dizzy so he cautiously walked back over to his bed and flopped down onto it. He picked his phone up from his and turned it on to see he had one new message from his boyfriend, Evan. He unlocked his phone and opened the text.
From Tree Boy: Wanna hang out today? Maybe?
Connor smiled at his boyfriend's cuteness as he read the text.
To Tree Boy: I can't today. I've been sick :/ sorry babe
Connor locked his phone and closed his eyes. He laid his head down and sighed, he hated letting Evan down but if he couldn't even walk to his door without fainting he definitely couldn't do anything else. Just as he began to drift off to sleep his phone buzzed. He opened his eyes and checked his phone. 1 New Message From Tree Boy. He unlocked his phone and checked the message.
From Tree Boy: I'm on my way over with movies.
Connor grinned. He loved this boy so much.
To Tree Boy: Okay I'll be upstairs when you get here.
Connor sat up with his back against the headboard and fixed his messy bun. He blew his nose and threw the tissue away in the trash bin next to his bed. He took an ibuprofen and drank a bit of water. He waited a few more minutes before he heard footsteps approach is door followed by a soft knock. "Come in!" he said as loud as he could with a sore throat and hoped Evan could hear. Thankfully he heard and walked in.
"Oh my god," He said when he saw Connor "You look terrible."
"Thanks," Connor said sarcastically.
"Do you need help downstairs?" Evan asked.
"Nah, I got it," Connor said standing up and almost immediately falling over. Evan quickly moved and caught Connor. "I'm fine," Connor whined, "I can take care of myself."
"Sure you can," Evan giggled and led Connor to the door. He half led half carried Connor down the stairs and set him down on the couch in the living room. "When was the last time you ate?" Evan asked.
"Sometime 2 days ago," Connor said squirming on the couch until he was comfortable.
"2 days ago!" Evan exclaimed. "I'm making you food. What do you want to eat?"
"I'm fine," Connor said.
"No, you're not," Evan said "Do you want soup? I'm making you soup."
"I'm really okay," Connor said quietly but it was too late, Evan was already making his way to the kitchen. Connor closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep for abt until Evan woke him up and handed him a bowl of ramen. "I told you, I'm not hungry," Connor stated.
"Humor me," Evan said sounding slightly sarcastic. Connor rolled his eyes but took a bite of the ramen nevertheless. Evan smiled and looked down at his boyfriend. "I'm going to take care of you, okay?" Evan asked.
"Sure," Connor said with a smile. Evan stood up straight and walked over to the DVD player.
"I brought Mean Girls, Clueless, and Grease. What do you want to watch?" Evan asks pulling out the DVDs from a bag on the couch.
"Grease," Connor replied taking another bite of his food. Evan puts the DVD in and rushes upstairs. Connor sits on the couch in a state of utter confusion before Evan comes back with a pile of pillows and blankets. He dropped them on the couch then one by one started to lay blankets on Connor. After a minute Connor was covered in 4 blankets and was sweating like crazy. "I think this may be too many blankets," Connor said. Evan smiled and removed 2 of the blankets and pressing play on the movie. He plopped down on the couch next to Connor and watched the movie contently. He didn't realize Connor fell asleep on his shoulder until he heard soft snores coming from the taller boy. He looks over and smiles kissing his boyfriend's forehead.
"I love you so much... " he whispered and closed his eyes, falling asleep with his boyfriend.
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Musical Oneshots
FanficA book of musical one-shots. requests are CLOSED (cover art by @torifalls on tumblr!)