Reddie Short Stories

Sick

Eddie was sat in his bed in his apartment, Richie was layed next to Eddie, his arms wrapped gently around Eddie's small waist.

Eddie was sick. Yes, the germafobic boy was sick. So Richie took it upon himself to look after his boyfriend.
"You ok Spaghetti Man?"
Eddie didn't give a verbal answer, but he buried his face onto his boyfriends shoulder and mumbling something along the lines of "Why am I the one to get ill and not you"

The boys continued to cuddle for awhile, but Richie became hungry. He decided to make pancakes for himself and Eddie.

Richie walked back into the room, pancakes balancing in his hands. Eddie didn't eat much of his food, but Richie didn't mind. Richie ate his and finished off Eddie's.

"I'm tired."
"We could sleep?"
"Thanks Richie."
The two boys cuddled on the couch, as they slowly fell asleep.