Dreams & Nightmares

Dream Eight - The Cozy Bedroom

I moved in with a friend of mine, well, a lover, after all. Despite the contraversy in my head, I felt like it would be a good decison to not be sleeping alone so much. I didn't want to change the warm atmosphere much, so I kept the majority of my usual home behaviors hidden. I was talking to him about what I usually behave like at home sometimes, the less extreme derails to hint on if maybe, a small portion of me could at least relax around him. To my surprise he said, "That's all fine kiddo." So I hugged him and said "Thank you." We continue to lay in bed in warmth until we both fall asleep despute the usual sleeping problems we both endure. A few weeks after moving in, he gets sick. I check his tempature and its 102.3, a bad fever. I give him a bucket telling him that if he has to vomit to roll to the side, to not stay on his back as he can choke if he falls asleep and vomits. I told him I'd run to the store to get him medicine and to get ingredients to make chicken soup. I come home and make is as fast as the broth lets me, and give him a bowl, putting it near the window to cool quicker. He falls asleep soon after taking his medicine. The next morning, he recovered quickly to my surprise. I tell him he should shower, after all he probably still felt a little icky from the illness. He agrees, to which I begin to go set up a bubble bath for him with warm running water, getting a cold rag for his forhead to assure he doesnt get to hot, as he had just recovered. I help him out of bed and I start leaving the bathroom but he starts coughing. I quickly turn back and ask if he is ok or needs anything. He replies with "No everything's okay. I'm just going to shower now. Thanks." I reply with "No problem." and I go take a nap on his bed while he takes a bath. I here him splashing in the bathroom as I change the covers of the bed and lay down after I'm done. I glance out the window where mountains were a few miles away from our cabin, a beautiful lake in between, spanning into a meadow and then into our yard. It was a cozy home, a cozy bedroom, a cozy life.