George's P.O.V
I was glad to get that disgusting shirt off of me. I quickly took a shower and make some Chicken Noodle Soup for Samuel. He returned soon after. He looked sicker and tired. I regret sending him out to do laundry... I walked over to him.
"You look awful", I tried to say in the nicest way possible.
"That's not nice...and I feel awful too"
"You can get a shower and get some rest if you'd like. I'll take care of everything else. "
He nodded, got some closes, and went to the bathroom. I put the now clean sheets and blankets back on my bed, making it. I made Sam's as well. I fluffed up his pillows and sat on the edge of the bed. He came out of the bathroom and walked over. He wore a black tank top that said 'sweetie' in pink writing with pink fluffy matching pants. He walked over and hugged me, which I gladly hugged back.
"I don't feel good.."
"I know, I know, but you have to lay down and rest."
"Do I have to let go of you?"
"No"