-Your My Kinda Perfect- -Mithross One Shots-

-Sick Boy-

–Ross' POV–
I feel horrible today my head hurts and my stomach hurts.
I call for anyone I don't know who is even here.
I then hear someone come in I look up and see Max.
–Max's POV–
Ross looks horrible.
"You alright bud?"
"No my head hurts and so does my stomach."
Poor thing I told him to lie down. Tim was already gone to work. I text him.
M- hey Ross is sick I'm taking care of him.
T- ok try not to have to much fun.
M- HEY! Shut up.
T- fine see ya I gotta get to work.
M- bye.
Tim always knows how to punch my buttons.
I walk back into Ross room and see him asleep.
He looked adorable.
Yes I said that cause honestly I love him.
He doesn't know yet.
But he's a sick boy and I should let him rest...
But he's my
'Sick boy'
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It's short but cute I might write another one tonight idk if I have time I will. It's been awhile since I've made a chapter too. I'm so off...