toby: "uh, can i do anything for you?" he asked, awkwardly, standing three feet away from the couch. "do you need a blanket? or some tea?"
"i'm fine," you said. "thank you, toby."
"are you sure?"
"just come snuggle with me." he seemed hesitant, rocking back and forth on his heels. "what?"
"i won't...like...catch it or anything?"
you burst out laughing, making toby blush. "you can't catch a period, toby. you're a guy. didn't you ever take health class?"
"i didn't really pay attention," he mumbled, making you laugh harder.
"it's fine. please, toby?"
"alright," he said, coming to your side, sitting down and putting his arm around you. "so...do i do anything?"
"just snuggle. easy," you said, burying your face in his shoulder.
"and nothing's going to happen to me?" he clarified, making you laugh again.
"you'll be fine."
"you're sure?"
"shut up, toby."
"shutting up."
riley: "alright, we've got hot chocolate," he said, handing you a mug. "grease," he said, holding up your guilty pleasure movie. "and your favorite blanket," he finished, draping it over your body and inserting the dvd into the player.
"you're the best," you said as he came back, wrapping an arm around you. snuggling into his chest, you lightly kissed his lips. "thank you."
"anything for my girl," he replied, planting a soft kiss on your nose. as you watched the movie, he rubbed circles on your lower back, where he knew you were hurting, and kissed your temple every now and then.
thomas: all you wanted to do was lay in bed today. you were so unmotivated to go anywhere or do anything.
"babe?" you looked up to see thomas at the door. "you okay?"
you shook your head, and he came to sit down next to you. you two had been dating long enough for him to know exactly what this mean, and exactly how sore your back and shoulders got.
"want me to rub your back?"
"yes, please."
he sat behind you on your bed and began to massage. you instantly felt relief.
"have i ever told you that you're the best?" you asked as he worked out a knot in your right shoulder.
"yes, but you're always welcome to repeat it," he replied, making you giggle softly.
"you're the best," you said again, your eyelids feeling heavy.
"no, you are," you heard him whisper just as you fell back onto his chest in a heavy slumber.
connor: "my head hurts," you complained, as you rested it on connor's shoulder.
"well we can't have that, can we?" he asked, turning to face you and lifting your head off his shoulder.
"connor, what are you doing?" you whined, only wanting to snuggle with him.
"trust me, this will help," he said, bringing his fingertips to your temples. "relax."
"how will this help?"
"just trust me." he began to gently rub his fingertips into your temples, which, much to your surprise, alleviated the pain very quickly. you closed your eyes and sighed with contentment. "told you," he said.
"connor, just shut up."
he chuckled, meeting his soft lips to your forehead. "your wish is my command, (y/n)."
braiden: "are you comfortable?" he asked you, as you rested your head on his shoulder. he pulled the blanket that was draped over you up around your shoulders.
"very," you replied.
"do you need any more tea?"
"no, thank you."
"painkillers?"
"i'm fine, braiden."
"are you sure?"
"i'm alright, braiden!" you replied, laughing slightly at his overprotective caring.
"is there anything you need, at all?"
"i just need you to snuggle with me," you replied.
"now that, i can do," he smiled, pecking your lips and pulling you closer, running his hand up and down your arm.
