Sick

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I got home from my college classes. I didn't see Shawn anywhere so I figured he was feeling sick. I went into the room and he was throwing up into the trashcan. I hurried to his side and helped him clean up.

"I'm sorry baby. I've been feeling sick all day," said Shawn

"I'm gonna get you food and medicine."

I head to the kitchen and grab muffins and cold medicine.

I hand him the things and pour the syrup into a little cup, "Here, drink up."

Shawn faked gagged, "Ugh, I don't want to (y/n)."

I took the muffins away, "You can have them back if you drink your medicine."

Shawn groans and grabbed the little cup, "Fine."

I slip next to him and lay my head on his chest.

Soon enough we were both fast asleep, he started screaming and I calmed him down.

"Hey baby, I'm here. It was just a nightmare."

Shawn laid his head on my lap and I ran my fingers through his curls, "Don't apologize, I'm here for you."

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