(I got this prompt off Instagram. I have no idea how this will turn out bc I'm half asleep)
(Y/n's Pov)
Me and Logan have been married for 2 years now, 'In sickness and in health'.
Sickness indeed, Whenever Logan gets sick it's very hard to help him get better.
"Logan. I can't believe you're working today, Why aren't you in bed?" I ask, already knowing his excuse.
"I feel fine Y/n." He says, his voice clearly gone.
I sigh and pull him away from his laptop.
"That's what I'll put on your gravestone. 'He felt fine.'"
He just looks at me with a 'really?' look.
"I have to finish editing this proj-"
"Logan, I'm calling your boss, telling him you are sick and will not be doing any work until you are better. That's that." I interrupt him. "I want you to get better Lo, every time you get sick you make it worse by overexerting your body. I love you and am begging you to rest."
He sighs, saves his work and turns off him laptop.
"I love you too and I know you're right, I'm sorry." He flops onto the bed, bringing me down with him.
I sit up against the headboard and Logan lays his head on my lap. I run my fingers through his hair and start humming a random tune.
A few minutes later I can hear him softly snoring.
I smile and decide to read a book after gently pulling a blanket over his sleeping figure.
"I love you Y/n." He mumbles in his sleep.
"I love you too." I whisper, smiling like a child.
I wouldn't trade this for the world.
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(Hai Berries. This is short because I didn't know what to write and I'm really tired. But! The short fluff may become a series thingy because I like it. Anyways I hope you all got what you wanted for Christmas yesterday! Laterz!)
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