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Just a Little Cold
by sashaquayum
“A-A-A-CHOOOOOOO!”
Bobby winced. “You ok there, baby?”
“No, I am not ok.” John sniffled miserably, looking around at the ocean of tissues he was surrounded by on the bed. “And it’s all your fauld!”
“My fauld, huh?” Bobby snickered behind his hand, knowing perfectly well that he really shouldn’t be bullying John at such a…precarious time.
“Shud up! My nose is blocked, ok? Not my fauld. All yours.” He sniffled again, before blowing his nose in one of the tissues. “You and your ‘Let’s go oud in the rain! It’d be soooo romandtic.”
“I know, I know. All my fault. I didn’t realize you’d get so sick though. I’m sorry. Tea?”
“You tupid.”
“Come on, love, I’m not stupid.” He ignored the glare coming from John. “Just romantic.”
“And tupid.” He sneezed again, eyes watering as he looked up at Bobby with a pout. “Tupid.”
“Well, if I’m stupid then you are adorable. Love you.” Bobby leaned over for a kiss, not noticing the small smile gracing on John’s lips.
“Whadever.”
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