I woke up from the couch I had been asleep on. A fuzzy, black blanket had been draped around my body while I was unconscious. My head was pounding, and my stomach was flipping. I stood up, and wrapped the blanket around my shoulders. Thunder boomed outside, and lightning flashed. I jumped, and peaked around to see if I could see him. He wasn't in here like he was before I'd dozed off.
"Sean?" I whimpered, I could feel tears stabbing the back of my eyes, and running down my face.
I looked in the bedroom to see nobody, he wasn't in the kitchen either, his office was empty as well. The bathroom door was left wide open, so I know he isn't in there. The only place left would be his recording room, and the rain outside was too hard to see if he'd been driving, and he'd catch cold if he were walking out there.
"I hope he's not out there is that." I whispered.
I walked up the stairs to his little recording room, and thunder boomed through the house again, I jumped, and fell on my hands and knees with a small thud. The blanket fell it the floor and the cold air attacked my legs. I got back up, and wrapped the blanket back around me.
I turned the knob on the door, and pushed it open. "Welcome back to 'The Last Ga-"
"Sean?" I asked, interrupting his talking.
"(Y/N)? Are you okay?" He asked, hanging his head phones up, and turning towards me.
"It's raining." I walked towards him.
"Oh, it's okay, sweetie, it's okay." He stood up, and pushed my (H/L) (H/C) hair behind my ear. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it."
"It's okay, I will be fine." I rested my head onto his shoulder.
"You fell warm." He sighed, putting his arms around my waist.
"I'm fine. Just tired." I yawned.
"Are you going to hang out in here?" He asked.
"Can I?" I looked up, into his deep, blue eyes.
"Of course!" He chuckled.
"I'm going under your desk then." I rubbed my eye.
"Don't hit your head." He rubbed my back, and walked me back to his desk.
"I won't." I crawled under, and he scooted his chair in.
I put my head on his lap, and sat on my legs. He rested his hands underneath the table, on the back of my neck. I listened to him playing along to the game. He sounded nice, like he was at peace, but it didn't last long, he started to button bash, and yell about some guy holding him, but it all went to blur when I fell asleep.
I didn't have a dream, but I was unconscious for it all, Sean stopped yelling, and just talking about how he couldn't find a way out, but he ended up getting it. After a little he let the episode end. I could tell he started to edit because I could hear the video replay where I walked in.
I lifted my head, but Sean just pushed it back down onto his lap. I just stayed there without talking, and not moving, and drifting back to sleep. I know I could move If I wanted to, but I'm comfortable. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he moved his leg to give me a little more room. My stomach was still uneasy, and my knees were starting to hurt.
"Sean?" I asked.
"Yea?" He replied.
"My tummy hurts." I said.
"Have you eaten today?" He asked.
"Yea, I had toast, apple juice, a piece of cake, and a chicken salad with a side of fries." I said.
"Did you drink any water?" He ran his hand down my back, and then brought it back up, rubbing me.
"Always." I yawned.
"Do yo-you have to go to the bathroom?" He stuttered.
"No." I picked the bottom of his hoodie up, and slid my head under it, and pressed my forehead to his stomach.
"Do you want to take a bath?" He asked.
"Can it be a cold one?" I hummed agents his pale skin.
"Yea, of course, to get that fever down." He said.
"Then yes." I closed my eyes.
"Let's go then." He said.
"What about your video?" I asked.
"You can cuddle with me after the bath and I'll edit it then." He said.
"Deal, let's go." I pushed his chair out, and left the blanket behind.
He touched my head, and I pulled out of his shirt. He chuckled before getting up, and helping me. He led the way to the bedroom, and I grabbed my pajamas. They were simple, (F/C) pants with a matching top. Sean grabbed his as well. I followed the tall man as he went into the bathroom and turned on the cold water.
"Can we take a moderately warm bath?" I asked, fearing the cold.
"Yea." He said, turning the warm water on, as he was doing that I looked through my bath bombs.
"Sean, I don't know which one to use." I complained.
"Use this one." He said, picking up the Lush bomb called SEX bomb.
"Uh, no, not that one." I took it from his hand, and sat it aside.
"Why not that one?" He asked.
"That's called 'Sex Bomb' so, that's to be used another time." I sighed.
"Oh, well what about something with bubbles?" He asked. "Or tea! Do you have white or elder flower?"
''White tea, why?" I looked through the basket of random brands and colours.
"I was playing a game and I remember seeing that they help with colds." He said.
"Oh, yeah, let's go that route. Nice thinking!" I giggled.
"Yea, I'm smart like that." He said.
"I don't have one, I could have sworn--" Sean interrupted me.
"What if we used one of the black raspberry bath bombs I got you for Christmas and white tea bubble bath?" He stood up and went to the sink.
"Yea, that should work." I grabbed a light purple and white, black raspberry scented ball.
I unwrapped the ball and sat it in the tub to dissolve, and Sean added a little bit of bubble bath. He turned around while I undressed and stepped into the warm, lite purple water, and bubbles surround me.
"Okay you're good." I said, turning off the water, I brought my legs to my chest, and heard him unzip his pants, my eyes were shut tightly, and arm around wrapped around my legs.
"You know, we have a weird relationship." Sean sighed sitting behind me.
"I know, usually when people date for six months they've already seen each other naked." I leaded back, and pressed my back to his chest and stomach.
"Like I said, it's weird." He chuckled, putting his arms around my waist, right under my breast.
"We-well, if y-you do-don't like it w-we cou-" He cut me off.
"I'd never make you change, and I don't like our relationship." He admitted.
"Oh, I see." I tried to lean forward, but he'd pulled me back.
"You didn't let me finish. I don't like our relationship, I love it." He kissed my head.
"You're so cheesy." I chuckled, and turned around, onto my stomach.
"Ya? Well, you make me cheesy." He chuckled and kissed me.
"Hmm!" I jumped, we haven't kissed in a while. We took taking it slow to a new level.
"Sorry." He pulled away. "That wasn't ver-" I put my arms around his neck, and pulled his face down halfway to meet my own, and his lips grazed mine.
