McHanzo...PART 2?!?

Chapter 13

Jesse's POV
I got up in the middle of the night, my head was throbbing and I didn't understand why. I also realized I had a funny nose and it hit me, I'm sick.

Son of a bitch.

I sighed as I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. I hate being sick. I looked over to the clock to check the time, 7:46. Eh, it's not the middle of the night, I'll just go out for a cigar. I crawled out of bed, grabbed a pack, and went to the patio door.
I just stood outside, struggling to smoke a cigar because of my lack of ability to breathe through my nose.

I went back inside because my head started to hurt more and I began to feel worse in general.
I got back to the room only to find Hanz still sleeping. I smiled weakly and I laid back down next to him, I coughed a few times as I tried to sleep again. I felt Hanz starting to stir, I looked over to see those glassy pupils that I love staring into. His eyes were laced with a tired expression as he gazed into my eyes.

"Darlin, I uh, I'm sick."

    His pupils widened in shock and he scooted away slightly. I understood that I was sick but, I couldn't help but feel a little hurt. I set the feeling aside as he got out of bed to dress. We had nothing to do and I wanted him to stay in bed with me.

"Darllliiinnnnnn.", I dragged out his name to notify him I was sad at him leaving.

"Jesse, I can't get sick."

"Why not??"

"I'm an annoying mess when I'm ill."

"That's a chance I'll take."

    He sighed and walked out of the room. I groaned loud and pouted because he left me in here to die.
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Hanzo's POV
    Jesse was sick and I had to leave him and I felt a little bad but, I hate being sick. I was in the living area and all I could hear was Jesse groaning and calling for me.

    He was calling for me for about an hour straight and I sighed in defeat. I walked back to the room to see Jesse, shirtless and sprawled out on the bed. God, he looks so attractive. But it was true, no matter the condition he's always able to retain his looks. I walked to the side of the bed to touch his forehead and without warning he pulled me into the bed with surprising strength.
    He pulled me into his arms, trapping me. I just laid there, contemplating if I was risking to get sick.
   
    For about the 6th time he fell asleep. My eyes got heavy as I laid there, thinking. I was willing to get sick for him. I smiled and just then, my eye closed and I fell asleep.
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I know I know. They sleep too much. But like, I love cuddling and if I had a soul mate, I would cuddle and sleep all the time.

Hope you enjoyed!

This is the last update for the night. I'm really tired and I barely cranked this chapter out.