"Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Will. Will. Wiiiiiiill."
"Hi."
"Will, love me."
"You're drunk. Go home."
"My home is you." Jordan winked. "Wimmy, love me."
"Jor, find your chill."
"But I love youuuu. And I need you, Wimmy, to love me."
"Jor."
"Love me, Wimmyyyy. Love me!"
"Chill, Jor."
"Love me~!"
"Chill, man."
"Wim, love me!"
"Chill."
"I lost my chill when I got lost in your eyes."
"You fucking dork."
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Jordan hummed softly with wooden spoon in hand. He gently stirred the chicken noodle soup he was preparing for his boyfriend.
"He always gets sick when he sets a foot outside of this apartment. It's amazing." Jordan shook his head in playful exasperation.
He spooned some of the warm chicken noodle soup into a bowl and set it in front of the lump sitting at the kitchen table.
"Urghhh."
"I told you to wear a jacket."
"Murghdkladkj."
"Just eat your damn soup."
A rattling cough echoed. Will wheezed. "Thanks."
Jordan tried not to laugh at how silly Will's cold made him sound.
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