KISS ME YOU ANIMAL-Frerard one shots

So sick and tired

A/N soooo this ones fluffy. 

Gerard's pov

I woke up, feeling strange. My body felt numb and my throat was sore. Oh no. Not again! 

I tried to stand up, but quickly stopped as the room started spinning around me. I groaned and laid back, before trying again, slower this time. It was really cold, so i took the blanket with me. I made myself some tea. I really didn't have the energy to prepare myself a proper breakfast and instead, i just took a jar of honey and started eating it by spoon.

Oh, i almost forgot! I was suppose to meet with Frank. I'll have to call that off. 

I picked my phone and sent him a text.

He replied instantly, asking what's wrong. I wasn't sure if he was sad or disappointed. Either way, being sick sucks.

I have to eat somehow, so i ordered pizza. I felt completely useless now and i just collapsed on the couch, turning on the tv.

Soon a doorbell rang and i wrapped a blanket tightly around me, before walking or rather dragging myself to the door. 

I couldn't belive how fast they got here. I opened the door and my eyes went wide in a surprise. 

There stood my little boyfriend, with hands full of bags.

He smiled innocently and walked inside, past me. "What are you doing here?" I managed to ask. "Well i can't leave my boyfriend all sick alone." He rolled his eyes like that was a natural thing.

He placed the bags on the kitchen counter, before wrapping his arms around me. That felt really good and suddenly i was glad he's come. He brushed hair off my face and smiled sweetly, "you look so cute rolled up in a blanket." I blushed and turned away. I couldn't possibly look cute with my red nose and pale skin.

He pushed me on a couch gently, before climbing under the extra covers he placed over me. He pulled me tightly against him and i snuggled into his chest.

He placed kisses on top of my head and i felt really calm in the moment. I slowly drifted off to sleep.

-

I woke up really sweaty. My hair was sticking on the forehead in several places. It was really hot under all those blankets. I kicked them off. "Frank!" I yelled. I was afraid when he wasn't here.

He rushed to me, "what's wrong baby?" I tilted my hear questioningly. Baby?

He smiled and brushed my hair away. "Good boy, you've slept for 2 hours, and you're not that hot anymore." He realised what he's just said and blushed. "I mean your skin is not...you're obviously very hot, being sweaty and all..." We both blushed and i turned away, embarrassed, but still flattered. 

"I made you soup, you hungry?" He changed the subject. Wow, i looked at him in disbelief. We've only dated for a week. "Su-sure," i stuttered. "Oh, pizza! I forgot.." "I already took care of that, it's on the table. I was astonished. "Let me give you the money..." "Gee, for god's sake, please just sit here and don't move. I'll eat it too, happy?" I nodded.

He returned with a bowl. "Can you eat?" I rolled my eyes, "i'm not a baby!" Frank smirked, "yeah you are, mine." I blushed hard and quickly started eating. Of fucking course i burnt my tongue, which resulted in Frank laughing. I gave him a death glare, that did not help my already too red cheeks.

When i finished i fell back on the couch, exhausted from eating. He left and returned with a cup of tea, placing it on the coffee table. "Please, come here," i pouted and he obliged happily. 

I placed my head on his chest and sighed in satisfaction. He rubbed my back with one hand, the other was wrapped around my waist. It was perfect. "I love you," i mumbled. He stopped his movements and i felt him stiffened. Fuck, i just had to ruin everything. I quickly pulled away, glancing at his face. His expression was nothing like i had expected, on the contrary, it was burning with joy and passion. 

He hugged me back, before whispering in my ear, "i love you too." I melted against him completely. He pulled my chin up and leaned lower. "No," i stopped him. He was confused. "You'll be sick too," i warned him. He relaxed again and kissed me softly. We just stayed in a moment like that, with our lips pressed together. Before he pulled up, "totally worth it." 

I blushed again and hid my face in the crook of his neck. "You should get some proper rest." He lifted me and carried me in my bedroom, placing me under the covers. He closed the window blinds and undressed himself before he joined me. He was only in his boxers and if i wouldn't be sick, i'd probably be very turned on right now. 

He stroked my hair and i slowly drifted off to sleep, listening to his heart beat.                                   
  Who would've thought, that being sick was not so bad?