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little nurse

ship: will x alex

will has never loved waking this much. there in top of him was the most beautiful boy in the world, waiting for him to wake up.

will's head hurt a little and he also felt a bit cold, which usually never happened. but it was still better than every christmas morning he had ever had as a child.

his lovely thoughts were interrupted by an even lovelier alex letting out the softest gasp. "will you're hot." he whispered, biting his lower lip as he blushed awfully looking terribly upset and concerned. "i-i mean you're forehead! you're b-burning. not that you aren't h-hot or anything i just.." he whispered softly, stumbling over his words anxiously. "w-will i think you might have a fever.."

there was a tiny pause in between alex's nervous and very adorable words before he started rambling again. "i-i mean i'm not an expert, i'm not a nurse a-after all, won't ever be. oh gosh, i'm so s-sorry, if you're sick it's all my fault! stupid me, spreading my germs every-" the small boy stuttered out, but will interrupted him gently.

"i'm fine." he promised, but it didn't seem to calm the small boy down the slightest. "n-no! will 'm gonna take care of y-you." he practically whined our. "no, alex. i'm okay. i don't even feel anything."

alex ran his small, soft hand through will's hair, frowning. "poor will." he whispered, gently moving off of will's body.

will's heart melted. he really did love having his hair played with. "oh alex." will sighed, looking at the small boy in awe. alex blushed awfully under his loving gaze, but still didn't forget about poor will being sick. "i'll get a washcloth for your head.. oh and i'll cook some s-soup. do you need anything else? o-oh poor will.."

and that's when will decided that it probably wouldn't be so bad having alex take care of him for a bit. not bad at all.

will sat up in bed and watched some tv show about building stuff while his boyfriend checked in on him every few minutes. alex came back in again, putting a steaming bowl of soup on the nightstand.

"s-still hot, will. be c-careful." he whispered softly, shyly standing next to the bed now, sweater paws in front of his mouth.

"thank you, nurse alex." will cooed, and the small boy beamed, blushing awfully as he shyly but his lip.

alex crawled on top of will, cuddling him need-ily. "wanna be a n-nurse, will." he smiled.

"you'll be the best nurse." will answered.

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