sick

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i groaned, curling my legs up to my body. "steve it HURTS" i screamed, my migraine crippling me. "stop being dramatic y/n" he laughed at me, massaging my thigh. "i'm in PAIN and you choose NOW to laugh at me" i huffed, pulling away from him. "hey, hey! i'm sorry darling, i didn't mean it. here" he murmured, wrapping his arms around my waist. we lay like that for a second until his eyes went wide. "i'll be back in a second sweetheart" he winked, running out of the room. i massaged my head, trying to sooth my migraine. 20 minutes later, steve walked through the door, a bowl in his hand. i looked at him with a confused expression. "my grandmas special recipe, i think i remembered it correctly... either way! this should help with your migraine" he laughed, taking a spoon and delving it into the soup. he blew on the soup before feeding it to me. i smiled. "thank you steve, it tastes amazing" i grinned. "anything for my darling"

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