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Simon
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Josh fell back asleep when I left to go to the washroom. I chuckled at the sight when I walked back in, Josh was snuggling a pillow and murmuring softly in his sleep, one leg under and one leg out of the small, thin blanket.

Just as I was about to walk over I noticed the door handle turn and be pushed open. I nearly laughed at Freya, whom was carrying three fluffy blankets, a couple pillows and Nandos. After I cackled slightly at her I walked over and helped, Taking the pillows and blankets from her hands.

I walked over to Josh and placed a fluffy blue blanket over him, propping a pillow under his head too. I then placed a pillow on the two chairs by Josh's bed, a blanket folded on the arms.

"Thanks for helping, I see he's still asleep" Freya chuckled, sitting down with the bags of food on her lap. I nodded and sat down beside her, placing the blanket on my lap.

4 hours later

Freya
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I smiled at Simon as he yawned, "go home, Simon. I can watch Josh." He shook his head, wrapping the blanket I brought around his body, one arm out with his hand holding Josh's.

I loved Josh, I truly did, but I
Know I lost him months ago, when he and Simon met. They had something me and Josh just wouldn't ever have and I honestly was okay with it. They seem so in love.

I chuckled slightly as Simon leaned over and placed his head on my shoulder, closing his eyes and seconds later his breathing evened out.

A groan filled my ears as I looked up to see Josh moving slightly, eyes fluttering open. "Simon?" He called out.

"He just fell asleep" I spoke, voice hushed slightly. Josh turned his head to look at me, "Freya? So I wasn't dreaming before" I chuckled as he sat up slightly, freezing when he moved his and Simons hands, causing the boy to stir. Josh kept his hand still this time as he moved into a sitting position.

"You need to try and get Simon home. I love having him here a fuck ton but it's getting unhealthy. The most I've heard him sleep this week is about an hour, the previous weeks not being much better. He's getting incredibly skinny, he eats like one muffin a day and the rest of his day he spends worrying over me. So please, Frey, Get the boy home for at least 2 days." I nodded, looking down at Simon noticing how he was incredibly skinny and pale, large bags formed under his eyes and his hair was greasy and tangled.