Kurt's POV;
~Few Weeks Later~
"Dave, I'm sick." I whined and then coughed.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Maybe it's a cold."
"Maybe." He sighed and ran his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and smiled as he massaged my scalp.
"You're making me sleepy." I whispered. He took his hand away and gently kissed my cheek.
"When was the last time you had a shower?" He asked. I giggled and then coughed.
"A few days."
"A few days? Kurt, go take a shower."
"No. I don't feel like it." I whined.
"Go."
I shook my head. "Nope."
"Come on. How about a bubble bath?"
I grinned. "A bubble bath?"
He nodded. "Come on." And then he took my hand and led me into the bathroom. I stood and watched as he started the water and poured bubbles into it.
"Take your clothes off." He ordered.
I shook my head. "I don't want to be naked in front of you."
He sighed. "Kurt, don't be difficult. Just take your clothes off."
"You do it." I whined. He grabbed my shirt and slid it off me, tossing it on the floor. He took my jeans off and that's when I stopped him.
"Cover your eyes. And no peeking." I said. He put his hands over his eyes and turned away. I giggled at him and took my boxers off before jumping into the bathtub.
"You can open them." I said. He turned around after he took his hands away from his eyes.
I coughed and then cleared my throat. The water was so warm and it felt so good.
"Bath me." I whined.
He chuckled at me before getting my head wet and pouring shampoo into it. I closed my eyes and gently smiled as he shampooed my hair and massaged my scalp.
"That feels good." I mumbled. I pouted at him when he stopped and started to get the shampoo out of my hair.
"Do you need me to soap you up?" He asked.
I shook my head. "No. I'll use the bubbles."
He nodded and watched as I started to play with the bubbled and rubbed them on me. I cupped my hands and got bubbles into my hands. Then I rubbed it on my chest.
"Look at my boobs, Dave."
He giggled at me. "Stop."
I giggled and slapped the soap away. I sat there for a while, just admiring the warm water.
"Time to get out." Dave said.
"What? No."
"You've been in here for forty-five minutes." Dave said.
"No. I don't wanna get out."
"Come on." He said and then he took my hands.
I pulled them away. "No."
"Fine then." He said and picked me up from the bathtub.
"No." I whined.
I stood and shivered as he dried me with a soft towel. After he got finished he wrapped a towel around my waist and walked me into the bedroom. He pulled out some pajamas and then he dressed me.
"There. All clean." He said with a smile and kissed my cheek. I coughed and sniffed my nose.
"I don't feel so good." I whined.
"Let's sleep." He said and laid me down. He laid beside me and wrapped his arm around me. I smiled and closed my eyes.
