Thomas: "I'm sorry baby, I really have to run today" Thomas apologizes while you lie in bed looking like death. "Its fine" You moan out and the piercing headache consumes your thoughts. "I'll make it up to you, now go to sleep and when you wake I'll be with you" "Ok Tom" You reply and close your eyes. You slept but every time you moved you woke up again.
You throw your hands up in frustration and decide to just stare at the roof. A slight knock echoes throughout the silence. "Come in" You say and Thomas comes and kneels beside you. He takes your hand and kisses it. "Now my number 1 priority is getting you better, I love you" "Love you too"
Newt: You sneeze and wipe your nose in disgust. "Bloody hell!" You yell outraged and Newt enters your room. "Are you alright?" He asks. "No, I'm surprised you haven't run from the sight of me" "I would never do that, I love you to much. Want some company?" "I'm fine" You lie and he smirks before lying down next to you. "Newt! You could get sick!"
"I don't care, I'd rather spend a million sicks days with you then a day without you" He then kisses my nose, I scrunch it up and he laughs loudly before pressing his forehead to yours.
Gally: You didn't want to tell Gally how sick you feel, you hated worrying him. You move so sluggish as you get your work done. "Hey Y/N you alright?" Gally asks and you are about to reply when all your strength vanishes and you are left on your knees. He runs over to you quickly and you groan as he lifts you into his arms.
"I'm fine!" You say but Gally is to deep in his own concern to reply. "You should of told me" He starts softly. "I didn't want to worry you" "Your to tough for your own good" He mutters before he kisses you softly.
Minho: "Babe I'm fine!" You say to Minho but he only smirks at you. "I'll chain you to that bed Y/N just stay in bed your sick" "Just a cough" "Sure" He then lies down beside you and you move away from him. "You can't be sick as well" "Why not?" He asks before latching his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. You pull away and he has a look of mock hurt on his face.
You roll your eyes and kisa him properly "Better?" You ask sarcastically "Better" He says before kissing
