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The Cold Sucks (Remington Leith)

Requested by @kimkaixtori. Hope you enjoy it!

Winter is your favourite season. You love being able to wear all the cute jumpers and sweatshirts you've collected over the year, going to your local coffee shop and ordering a hot chocolate to keep you warm while you're out shopping or seeing friends, and towards the end of the year, going to your local Christmas market and being in awe of all the beautiful stalls. However, there is a downside to winter, and that is you always catch a cold.

This year is no different. You went out the other day with some friends to do a bit of Christmas shopping. Thinking you were just going to the mall, you didn't bother to wear your beanie, scarf or gloves, instead opting for a coat to keep you warm. You're friends had other ideas, and you ended up going to the high street as well. And now you're regretting your decision to wear just a coat.

Waking up from your deep slumber, your eyes refuse to open as you feel your head pounding, the winter sun seeping through the curtains only adding to your pain.

Groaning, you put a hand over your eyes to block out the sun and slowly sit up, the aching in your limbs making it very difficult. You lean back against the headboard and rub your temples, trying to alleviate some tension from your head. A arm wrapping around your middle startles you as you almost forget about your sleeping boyfriend.

"Morning beautiful." Remington mumbles into your skin, still waking up.

Instead of replying, you just groan, already fed up with the discomfort you're felling. This prompts Remington to quickly sit up, worried by your response. "Y/N? What's wrong?" He asks, concern evident in his voice when he notices the pained expression you're wearing.

"Head hurts, limbs aching, sore throat..." You grumble before erupting into a coughing fit.

Remington brings the back of his hand to your forehead and sighs. "I think you're coming down with a cold babe. You'r burning up."

"I feel like crap Remmy." You pout at your boyfriend.

Remington chuckles at you as he gets out of bed, walking over to your side. "I know, but don't worry, I'll take care of you." He smiles at you as he helps you out of bed and leads you to the bathroom, sitting you down on the edge of the bathtub. He turns on the hot water, filling the tun up, making sure the temperature is just how you like it before adding your favourite bubble bath.

"Hopefully this will help with the aching." He explains as he helps you out of your night clothes and into the bath. A content sigh escapes your lips as the hot water soothes your aching body.

"That good huh?" Remington laughs as you lean back your head and close your eyes, humming in response. "Good." He whispers, kissing the top of your head. "I'll be right back."

Your eyebrows knot together as you listen to the ruckus coming from the kitchen. Minutes later you hear him slowly climb the stairs and go back to your bedroom before entering the bathroom, some comfy pajamas and a fluffy dressing gown in his hands. Remington put the pajamas and dressing gown down, replacing them with a towel and walking over to you. He helps you to your feet, wraps the towel around you and helps you out of the bath before pulling the plug to drain the water. He gently helps dry you off, knowing it won't be long until your body starts aching again, and helps you get dressed, leading you back to your bed when you're ready.

A huge smile breaks out on your face when you spot a tray on the bed, on it is your favourite breakfast and a lovely hot cup of honey and lemon tea.

Turning around, you engulf Remington in a loving and grateful embrace. "Thank you, Remmy."

"No need to thank me love." He chuckles, stroking your hair. "Now lets get you back to bed so you can enjoy the breakfast I made." Remington winks at you as he leads you to the bed.

The cold may suck, but you're glad you have such a wonderful boyfriend to take care of you.