It was snowing all day. Lauren and Camila had just arrived home from a very cold date and Lauren went straight to the TV in their bedroom to put the weather network on, curious to see just how bad things were going to get.
"This storm better not cause a power outage" Lauren mumbled as she sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes glued to the television.
"It's that bad?" Camila questioned as she came to stand in between Lauren's legs, her fingers carefully undoing the braid in Lauren's hair.
Lauren looked up at her, reaching up to rest her hands on her hips, "They think it's going to get worse."
"Good thing we're home now." Camila said, leaning down to press a kiss to Lauren's lips, "You can keep me warm in bed." She whispered against her lips.
"I can do that." Lauren smiled, repositioning herself so Camila was straddling her thigh, only she had to quickly pull back when a tickle found her nose and she let out a sneeze.
"Bless you."
Lauren cleared her throat, "Thank you." she replied, leaning back in for more kisses, but before their lips touched she pulled away to sneeze again, this time her throat burning a little as an after effect.
"Bless you." Camila said again, running the back of her hand over Lauren's forehead.
"I'm not sick." Lauren insisted, wrapping her fingers around Camila's wrist and pulling her hand from her forehead. But she could feel it. The human body was weird and when a sickness crept in, it came on quick and at the worse times.
"Lo?"
"We were making out." Lauren said, grabbing Camila's ass and pulling her closer.
Camila lightly laughed, but she put a hand to Lauren's chest to stop her from getting closer, "Maybe you should take something and go to sleep. Just in case. I'm not kissing you if you're getting a cold."
"I'm not getting sick, Babe." Lauren argued, "Let me prove it to you."
Camila looked down at her, chewing on her bottom lip with thought as she studied Lauren's face. Her lips were pouty and ready to be kissed and she was just about to lean down to taste them, when a shiver took over Lauren's body and another sneeze presented itself.
"I'll go get the Nyquil." Camila smirked, pulling away and watching as Lauren threw herself back on the bed mumbling something about being cockblocked by a stupid sneeze.
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Despite taking the nasty liquid medicine only a few hours ago, the one that promised to give her the best sleep even with a cold medicine, Lauren still woke up in the middle of the night, her throat on fire. She untangled herself from Camila, rolling out of bed, taking a moment to hold her head, which began to pound the moment she stood up.
