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It was a sunny day outside after a few days of rain. It was one of those days everyone enjoyed and used to spend at the open, fresh air after days and days of watching movies during the stormy weather.
And what were you doing?
You were stuck inside a boring room, taking care of your sick boyfriend, who thought it was okay to film outside while it was raining cats and dogs. You had warned him and told him he would get a cold or even a fever but of course he didn't listen.
"I'm a man! I'll be fine" he said.
Well guess who's not fine!!
So here you were now, stirring the soup, you had been working on for the last hour, in a big pot. Instead of maybe going out with friends or even Ivan and soak up the sun, you were working like a house maid, but who were you to complain? You loved your boyfriend and would always cancel your plans so you could take care of him.
In sickness and in health.
...
As you were making the soup, you heard a distant sneezing which seemed to get louder every time.
Seconds later you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist.
"How are you feeling?" You asked Ivan as he nuzzled his face into your neck. He just hummed in response tugging you closer into his chest.
Okay, besides the fact that you had just complained about him being ill, you actually loved it. Yeah, complicated but still. Whenever Ivan was ill, he would get all cuddly and would use any oportunity he got to hug you or just hold you in general. He was so clingy, you loved it.
"Still a headache?" You asked again, since he had been complaining all morning.
"Yeah" he mumbled into your neck pulling you even closer than you already were, making you gasp.
"Ivan-" you choked out "-can't breathe"
"Sorry" he mumbled, loosening his grip a little "I love you" he pecked your neck several times.
"I love you too" you said and turned your head to give him a kiss on his head.
"Come cuddle me?" He asked suddenly.
"Ivan, I'm cooking"
"Please?"
"I'm nearly done"
"Pwease?" He said in a baby voice and looked at you with puppy eyes and a pouted lip.
"I- I can't just stop cooking" you huffed. Cuddling your boyfriend sure sounded better than cooking.
"I'm not even hungry" he tried convincing you, but, even though you wanted to, you couldn't just stop.
You decided to give your full attention to Ivan for a second and turned around in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he secured his around your waist tightly.
"I'm almost done, okay? Give me ten minutes" you tried to compromise.
"Ten minutes?!" He gasped "that's an awfully long time."
"Oh c'mon, you can survive ten minutes"
"Okay" he frowned "but can I watch?"
"Of course baby" you nuzzled your nose whith his, giving him an esquimo kiss.
He kissed the spot where your neck met your shoulder and and then pulled away hopping up onto the counter.
You resumed cooking and soon finished, putting some of the hot, fresh soup into a boul and giving it to your boyfriend.
"Eat up!" You said as you handed him a spoon. He looked at you, then down at the bowl that sat in his hands and then up at you again.
"But I am not hungry" he pouted.
"You will feel better in no time if you do though"
"But I'm not hungry" he whined.
"C'mon Ivan, don't be a baby" you now pouted too. Was all the whining really necessary?
He huffed and began eating the soup. When he ate half of it he put the spoon down and drank the rest. Your eyes widened when he nearly threw the bowl into the sink and turned toward you. With two big steps he stood in front of you and wrapped his arms around you, throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you into the bedroom.
On his way to your shared bedroom he spanked your bum once, making you squeal and try to wriggle out of his grasp but to no avail.
Once he arrived in front of the bed he dropped you down on it, making sure you didn't get hurt and crawled on top of you. He tugged on your shirt and you helped him take it off, knowing he loved to feel your soft, warm skin against his. When your t-shirt layed somewhere on the floor he sat back on his knees to take off his own shirt and then leaned back down. Putting his whole waight onto you slowly as he layed on top of you, he rested his head on your boobs and exhaled contently. All you could do at this point was smile cheekily like a kid on Christmas Eve.
Ivan was honestly your whole world.
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