"Where the fuck is it?" You mumbled to yourself as you searched through the cabinet under the sink for the dish soap. You decided after looking for a good five minutes that it wasn't there. Standing back up a little to quickly you smacked your head off the counter."AH FUCK!" You yelled clutching your head.
"What! What is it babe!?" Phil asked hurriedly as he ran full speed into the kitchen.
"I'm fine I just fucking hit my head." You replied trying to downplay how much you had hurt yourself. Knowing Phil he would probably overreact and start fussing over you right and left.
"Oh my god let me see." Phil said worriedly.
"Really it's fine." You argued back as he took your head in his hands and looked for a bump.
"There's a bump forming. Let me get you an ice pack."
"Phil it's just a bump calm down." You rolled your eyes, but secretly you were incredibly touched that your boyfriend cared so much about you.
"Here darling." He said sweetly as he lead you to the couch. He snuggled with you while holding the ice pack against your head. "Is it to cold?" He asked stilled.
"It's good Phil calm down." You giggled looking up at him and giving him a little kiss.
"I just love you and I hate seeing you hurt even if it's not that bad." He whispered into your hair.
"Mmm I know babe I love you." You whispered back to him.
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