Ralph rolls onto me groaning.
"Morning! How are you today?" I greet kissing his head, he's extremely hot.
I look at him and realize he doesn't look too well.
I hop out of bed and grab the thermometer before placing into his mouth his carefully.
When I eventually pull it out, I gasp.
"Oh baby, you've got a temperature," I say sympathetically.
Ralph winces as he takes the blanket off him.
I call into my work and book the day off, I next do the same for Ralph.
"Y/n, I-I'm hungry" Ralph whines, his eyes are half shut.
"I know just what you need" I smile.
I go downstairs and make him a hot pumpkin soup, my grandmother's recipe.
I place it on a tray and even give him a fancy little straw so he doesn't have to struggle with a spoon, I bring it up for him straight after.
Ralph is sprawled out on the bed fast asleep, he's wearing just his boxers.
"Babe wake up," I say softly.
He opens one eye and looks at me before sitting up slowly.
"Thank you, princess, you're the best" he grins at me.
I sit in bed reading a book beside him as he devours the soup, I know it's one of his favourite meals.
"Babyyy I want some cuddles" he pouts after, giving me serious puppy eyes.
"Anything for my bubba" I say putting my book down.
Ralph intertwines our legs and snuggles his head into my neck as he moves himself to lay on me.
I wrap my arms around his body, stroking his soft skin.
He's still hotter than usual but I can feel he's progressing.
"Thank you for taking care of me baby" he mumbles against my neck sleepily.
"There's nothing I wouldn't do" I smile.
"I love you Y/n," he says.
"I love you too Ralph" I reply.
YOU ARE READING
Ralph Macchio imagines ♡
FanfictionI hope Ralph never reads this book or I'll have to change my identity and go into hiding