FREEDOM #WATTPRIDE

Future Problems

(Jonathan POV)

"If I left would that make things easier for you?" 

Ash huffs as he runs his fingers through his hair. He just got home from the hospital but was still on forced bed rest.

"What? That's not even funny Ash."

I hand him a cup of tea and his meds. He coughs a little and takes them.

"Listen, you're the one with the brains here. I'm sure everything will be fine."

he tries to reassure me as I hold the tablet containing court documents served by my lawyer today. Aparently Linda wants to fight for full custody of my children.

"She's just being a pain in the ass cause I'm here instead of her." Ash sighs.
I put the tablet down and lay down next to him in bed.

"Maybe if I just disappear she'll give up and leave you alone." He smirks and takes a sip of tea.
I lace my fingers together and look up at the ceiling.

"Shut up Ash. You're not going anywhere and if you try it I will find you, And I will drag your ass right back to New York." I warn and he laughs.

"Ah, I would love to see you try." He takes in a breath and lays back.

I turn to him and he turns to me. There were dark circles under his hazel brown eyes from being sick. His tiny brown freckles over his nose were more noticeable against his pale face.

"I would. In a heartbeat." I say and he rolls his eyes.

"You're such a fucking sap. Stop."

He laughs while I reach over and feel his forehead. There was still a fever but it was starting to go down

"I'm fine Johnny, I just need some rest."
He pushes my hand away, annoyed as always.
Yup, he was coming back alright.
I pick up the tablet and go back to reading the papers.

"Besides, you can't run away. I have Finley." I use against him and he groans.

"Not my Finleeeey"

He squeals and coughs at the same time. "How many more days?" I ask and he does a mental check.
"Ehhh about 182 days left. We have amazing timing huh? I think that's the same day as your court case." he says and I look at the tablet.

"October 5th...you're right. Shit."

I toss the tablet across the room and it hits the wall.
"I'm always right and stop throwing shit. My ears are still sensitive." He whines.

"What are we going to do?" I stressfully nibble the end of my thumbnail.

"That's future Ashley and Jonathan's problems." He waves it off and closes his eyes to fall asleep, curling up close to me.

"How was your sexy getaway to Boston with the assistant?"
He asks while his fingers dance on my chest.

"Oh it was so sexy, We spent two hours on this luxurious half-assed flight, Then went to conferences until the early morning. He was seducing me with his note taking skills."

I tell Ash and he laughs then coughs.

"I figured as much. I was just jealous that he got to spend so much time with you." he says and suddenly his fingers dance down my chest and I flick his hand away,

"Don't tempt me while you're sick. I don't want your germs."

I laugh and flick his hand away again. He leans over and kisses me.

"HOW dare you deny me, I hope you get sick,"

he says and pulls away. in a deep tone of voice filled with pure evil.

"If I get sick, I swear to God Ash. You're taking care of me." I warn him.

"I can do that..."