Sick snuggles (Trillie)

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Set in Rev Rad era.

Billie awoke, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He was shocked and concerned when he couldn't find his husband's warm, muscular body next to him. Where the fuck was Trè Cool? A loud sneeze snapped him out of his thoughts. "Babe?" Billie called out.
"In heeerrre.." Trè groaned, obviously in misery. The singer gasped in concern. What he saw was nothing short of horrifying by his means. Trè was ill. The drummer sneezed loudly, shivering.

Billie rushed to his side like a worried mother. "Did you take your temperature?" The latter nods. He handed him the thermometer. 100.3 degrees. "I also threw up," Trè adds, "and now I'm curled up. I look like a baby." He growled softly in annoyance. Billie sat next to him. "Well, for a baby, you're pretty cute." He mumbled. Trè looked away. "Shut up..." He said, blushing softly. Billie looked at him. "Need to eat?" He nods.

Billie made him some Campbell's chicken noodle soup, getting out a pack of Ritz and some Schweppes. He served Trè his food with absolute mastery, as if he'd been a waiter for years. "Careful. I just got done with it!" He warned.

"Yeah yeah, Mom.." He then looked down at it. "Thanks." He mumbled. "Manners," Billie snorted, "You used manners!" Trè went red. "And?" He growled. "That's a surprise, babe."

Trè eventually finished his soup and kissed Billie's cheek, to which the latter kissed his forehead. "Get well soon, babe. Let me know if you need anything! I'll be in the store-" When he got up, his wrist was grabbed by a hand. He swiveled to see who it belonged to, and it was his husband. "Mm?"
"Please stay and cuddle me." He said softly. Billie smiled warmly, laying down on the couch beside his hubby.

"I love you, Billie Joe." Trè whispered.
"I love you too, Frank,"
"I'll murder you if you say that again!"
"I know." The two laugh, and he sneezed. "Bless you." He said. "Thanks." The two eventually fell asleep, and the drummer instantly felt better.

The next morning

Billie Joe awoke and let out a sneeze. A quite loud one at that. Trè grinned. "It seems someone's sick." He snickered. "My turn to take care of you."
Billie groaned. "This should be fun.."

Spazz here with a fluffy one-shot for once. I got a sore throat but eh. It's not the bad juju disease! I got my braces off today and now I got assloads of candy. I got Starbursts, Haribo gummy bears, starburst gum, Bubble Yum, Cow Tales, and Laffy Taffy. To name a few. Ehehehehe, I also got The Black Parade album, and I plan on exposing my dad to MCR. Wish me luck on that. Anyway, I'm gonna start posting my art on here. Expect only traditional. Digital and I aren't best buds. I'm gonna have a solo Billie shot later on, whenever I update.

-Spazz

Wc: 493 words

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