i thought about "he gets sick" imagine. i loved that imagine and wanted to write this for a while. btw that photo above is so cute!!!
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i woke up unexpectedly feeling a burning sensation on my throat. i couldn't swallow well and my head was pounding. it feels like a hangover which sucks. i get off the bed and my legs wobbled when i got up. i felt weak and disgusting. i must be sick today.i walk into the bathroom feeling light headed yet heavy. i open the cabinet and pull out a thermometer.
i didn't drink last night nor am i pregnant (because i felt nauseous too), so i must be feeling under the weather today. i check my temp and look to see i was in the triple digits. i am sick.
i manage to walk my tired body back to bed and tuck myself in tight due to the chills i'm getting. i'm frozen cold, my head is throbbing, and my throats burns, not the best feeling to have all at once.
i keeps moving my legs in a circle under the cover to create heat before a strong arm went over me. oh yeah, i still haven't told ethan. ethan's bare arm wrapped tightly around my waist and his head moved till his lips touch the side of my shoulder.
his hot breath made me feel good but i'm also sweating. it's like you're so cold but you sweat at the same time when under layers of sheets.
i look at him breathing soundlessly against my skin. i don't want to wake him up because i'm sick but i don't want him to catch it too. i try to close my eyes and drift off to sleep, but my overall feeling was not helping me. this sucks, a lot.
ethan's eyes fluttered open, and his lips curved to a smile. he always does this in the morning, but i'm never bored of it. he's so beautiful even when he isn't trying. he leans in to the crook of my neck and places a gentle kiss on it, also a thing he does in the morning that i'm never bored of. "is it morning?" his raspy voice spoke.
"i-i don't know," i say coughing in the middle of it. my voice was cold and rough, very disgusting. ethan noticed my change of voice and gets a concerning look. "are you alright?" he says moving his hand to pull a strand of hair behind my ear. i stay silent as he moves the hand to my cheek. he feels the hot cheek and immediately could tell i wasn't feeling well. "babe you're burning," he says worriedly.
he moves his hand off my cheek and pulls me to sit up on the bed. "i'm gonna go get you some water," he says. ethan doesn't like it when i don't feel well, he always wants his girl to feel great everyday. he will work to make sure she's happy, and that's what he's doing.
i hear him coming upstairs with water and i was so happy. my throats needed it. ethan comes in our room also holding a pill. "take this," he hands me a pain reliever pill and a large glass of water. i put the pill in my mouth and swallow it down with water.
ethan sits next to me not even bothered that i'm sick. "you know it's 4am?" he asks showing the time on his phone. i curse under my breath, "i'm sorry you had to get up," i apologize.
"it's okay bup," he says with his adorable small smile. "i want to make sure you're ok."
i smile back at him but cough trying to. he chuckles and plays with my hair. "thank you eth," i say trying to fall asleep. i close my eyes and feel myself slowly fall into a deep one.
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11:00am
i only slept for an few hour. pretty good for a sick person. i sit up and stretch my arms. i take a drink of my now warm water and sip it. i try to swallow but my sore throats made me wince. after managing to drink some water i rest my back on the headboard of the bed.i realize ethan wasn't next to me. maybe i was snoring because of my inability to breathe through my nostrils. i feel bad for waking him up but now i have no clue where he is. i sigh because of the loneliness and pull out my phone.
i realize i got a few texts from him:
ethan: want me to pick up anything for you? it's noon so i believe you are starving?
you: would it be ok if you you got some soup:) would love that tysm
ethan: knew you wanted that! already picked that up foryou;)
you: i love you so much!!!ethan: love you too. you better not get your ass off of bed! you tell me when you need something hehe...unless you vomit
you: okay i promise you tht
ethan: alright. get some more rest beautiful
you: i love you so much
ethan: i love you more
i shut my phone and smile. thank god i had ethan. without him... i don't know what i'll be. i'm too lucky to have him. i lay back down and feel my body relax easily.
after a few minutes of sleep i actually hear the door open. i open my eyes and smile knowing ethan is home. i stay in my laying position until the door opens. ethan comes in with a bag in his hand, large bag.
he places the bag on the bed on plops on the bed. he sits next to me and rubs my bare shoulder since i was side-sleeping. "got your soup," he whispers. i sit up and he notices my pale skin. "how are you feeling," he asks nervously.
"crap, but you make me feel better," i say with my smile. he smiles back and leans forward to the bag in front of us. he puts his hand in the bag and pulls out a large container that must be containing my soup. he also pulls out a whole sandwich for himself. he brought up water bottles from downstairs as bands one to me.
i hold the container and open it. the soup was so warm and just imagine the taste of it made me dig in quick.
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after eating and talking ethan got up and threw the garbage away. he comes back in and takes off his shirt in front of me. i smirk and lay back down. i turn to my side and he plops on the bed. we face eachother. we kept staring at eachother, "even when you're sick you're still so beautiful," he says. my pale skin slowly turns into a red shade.
"thanks ethan i love you so much," i whisper. he leans in to me and and kisses me. i laugh because we both know we are going to get sick now together.
"lets just watch tv, eat, and sleep for the rest of the day," he says lazily. i giggle and lift my head. i place my weak head on his warm bare chest as he turns on the tv in front of us. ethan began rubbing my back all around and that was how the rest of the day went.
how was this? it's ok i guess. i liked it a little. i wrote another long one i'm sorry.
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