𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕪-𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕣

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I slowly travel up to my room and immediately climb into bed. I know I should probably be sick of just laying in bed all day, but there isn't much else for me to do.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rings, almost making me jump ten feet in the air. I can't hear the conversation going on downstairs, but it's followed by footsteps getting louder and louder. The door gets slammed open, and my boyfriends are standing in the doorway. A weak smile spreads across my face as I sit up. They walk over to my bed.

"How are ya feelin?" Spot asks. I hum in response, leaning on him as he sits next to me.

Albert carefully climbs over to the other side of me. "I see you like my hoodie." I nod, quietly chuckling.

"We we're thinking of watching a movie." Spot pulls out his laptop, opening Netflix. "Any suggestions?" I shake my head, laying back down. Albert does the same while Spot scrolls through the selections. "Perks Of Being A Wallflower?"

"That movie makes me sob like a baby." I state. Spot lifts an eyebrow. "Yeah, put it on." He shrugs and turns on the movie before turning off the lights and laying down. The two of them maneuvered so that we're cuddling, but still were cautious about my stomach. It's calming.

~time skip brought to you by me, praying that 2021 won't be a fucking fiasco~

Like I said, I was sobbing by the end of the movie. Albert leans over and hands me a tissue, which I take gratefully.

"Huh. You weren't lying when you said you cried like a baby." He jokes. I playfully slap him on the arm.

"Shut it ginger." We all start laughing, ignoring the credits rolling on the screen.

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