I coughed rolling onto my side. I was sick and I couldn't feel worse right now. I turned over and grabbed the trash can to throw up in. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand while rolling onto my back. I was wrong, I could feel worse.

"Hey." I looked at him as he softly knocked before walking in. "How are you feeling?" I scooted over so he could sit on the edge.

"I could be better." I covered my cough so he wouldn't get sick.

He smiled, moving my hair away from my eyes "I brought you something." I smiled slowly sitting up and leaning against the headboard.

"What is it?" I watched him pull flowers from behind his back and hand them to me. My smile grew as I took them from him. I smelled them even though I could barely breathe through my nose.

"Lilly's, your favorite." He smiled, kissing my knuckles.

I smiled softly and felt the petals. They felt soft and easy to break. One wrong move and you could tear the fragile petal. "Thank you." I spoke softly since that's as high as my throat will let me right now.

He smiled gently pulling the flowers from my grasp. "What are you doing with them?" I looked at him confused.

"I'm only going to put them in a vase, sit tight." He flashed me one last smile before leaving the room, flowers in hand. I wanted to go with him but my body wouldn't let me. I felt so sore and breakable, I hated feeling like this.

He came back with the flowers in a glass vase. He set it on my nightstand and sat back down, staring at the flowers before looking at me. A smile slowly formed on his lips as he watched me, "Do you remember when we were kids and you got sick?" I went to answer but he had already continued. "I hadn't heard from you in a couple days so I ran to your house- even though you lived on the other side of town?" He chuckled leaning back on his hands, I nodded for him to keep going. "When I got to your house I was so tired and needed something to drink, but I was so stubborn-" He shook his head at his younger self. "-I didn't drink anything when your parents offered and instead ran to your room to make sure you were okay." He started massaging my hand appearing lost in the memory.

"Why are you telling me this?" I was confused on why he was telling me this when I rub it in his face whenever I can.

"I just want you to know that I care about you so much, and I will never stop." He spoke quietly, not making eye contact with me.

I looked at him strangely, "Why are you telling me this?" I watched him carefully.

"I just want you to know that, just in case something ever happens to me or you or us." He sighed finally looking into my eyes. "I want you to know I will never stop loving you."

I pulled my hand away from his, "Your scaring me." My eyes stung as unwanted tears clouded my sight.

"It's okay to be scared." He grabbed my hand again.

"I don't want to be scared." I pulled my hand away from his again. "I don't want you to leave." I wiped a stray tear away.

He rolled his eyes moving closer, "I will never leave you, I will always be right here." He grabbed my hand and put it on my chest right above my heart. "And you will always be right here." He put my hand on his chest, right above his heart. It was beating steadily and it was calming to feel his heartbeat.

"But I want you right here." I pointed to where we sat.

He tilted his head at me, "I am right here."

I shook my head, "No, I want you here." I pulled him closer and hugged him.

He laughed pulling me in closer, "Let's hope I'm up here too." He tapped my head, chuckling.

I pushed him away, "Meany." I crossed my arms and started pouting looking everywhere but him. He tried making eye contact with me but I looked away before he could. He stood and started walking towards the door.

"Wait!" He stopped and looked at me over his shoulder. "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving, you don't want me here anyways." He started whistling while walking out the door.

"Wait! NO! Stay!" I reached out for him.

He paused his walking and turned around with a smug smile, "I knew you wouldn't last long before calling for me." He walked back to me. "You know what, you can leave now." I muttered. He awed before jumping on the bed and wrapping himself around me. I grumbled but I was inwardly smiling at his cuteness.

Edited : 2/10/2021

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