After Chris' mission he started showing symptoms of a cold. So today I had to play nurse! Don't get me wrong I love him to death. But taking care of people when I already had plans that day. It doesn't make me happy! Sighing when I woke up to my alarm I turned towards Chris. He was wrapped up in three blankets trying to cuddle up to me. Pushing him away slightly I got up and headed towards the kitchen. Halfway through making breakfast I heard shuffling behind me. When arms (and blankets) wrapped around my waist I knew it was Chris.
"Hey baby... Are you hungry?" I asked.
A grunt was all I got as a response. Chuckling I finished up my breakfast and went to watch TV.
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After three episodes of my favorite show I looked towards Chris. He's been lying in my lap for the past two episodes. I heard him mumble something, but I could make it out. Turning his face towards mine he repeated what he said.
"I'm dying."
Rolling my eyes I looked back towards the TV until my phone rang. Picking it up I saw it was my best friend. Probably asking about our plans. Answering I waited for her to say something.
"Hey! Are we still hanging out today?" she asked.
"Sorry, I can't. I have a clingy and feverish assassin on my lap. I'll call you back when I've convinced him that a cold doesn't mean he's dying."
She chuckled but agreed. Hearing another grunt I turned back towards Chris.
"What is it now?" I asked.
"Stop making fun of me..." he whispered.
"Okay you big baby."
"Why you so mean?"
"I think you need to sleep."
"But-"
"No buts! Sleep!"
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Resident Evil 7 One Shots
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