𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 || 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴.

𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘸𝘪𝘯 - 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬.

Second story here we go. It's some Bredwin for you guys. Just Brandon taking care of a sick Edwin. Feel free to comment, vote and remember; I do take requests

It was hot. That was the thing and Edwin could feel it. He cuddled more into Brandon's surprisingly cool body and took the covers of them both. 

Brandon woke up when Edwin wouldn't stop thrashing around in his sleep.

 "What's wrong honey?" Brandon asked and stroked Edwin's cheek. Edwin always slept so still so he knew he wasn't sleeping. "Don't feel so good Bee" Edwin mumbled into Brandon's uncovered shoulder. "Do you feel like you have a fever?" Brandon asked as sweetly as ever.

If Edwin felt better he would have cracked a smile, but he literally felt like shit. "A little" Edwin said and groaned when Brandon moved his body away.

 "Don't worry honey I'm not going anywhere, I just have to check your temperature" Brandon said and laid his hand on Edwin's forehead.

 Edwin chased after his hand, it was also really cool. "Oh baby, you're burning up. Let's lay you under the covers again and I'm gonna make you some tea" Brandon said and walked away from the bedroom into the kitchen.

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When Edwin woke up again he felt a little better. "Hey honey," Brandon said smiling from his seat at the window. "You feel a little better?" Brandon asked and came towards the bed. "A little" Damn, he was really hoarse and it hurt like hell when he talked. 

"Save your voice darling. You were out like a light for like, four hours so you're probably still tired" Brandon said and sat at the end of their shared bed. Edwin opened his mouth to say something but Brandon cut him off before he even said anything. 

"No sweetie, I said you should rest your voice. We have an interview tomorrow and I want you to be able to actually speak" Brandon said and looked into Edwin's tired eyes.

Edwin did a thumbs up and scooted over. Brandon understood the invitation and went over to lay beside him. When Brandon finally found a comfortable spot for himself he pulled Edwin close by his waist. He wasn't completely comfortable if Edwin wasn't in his arms. 

Edwin yawned and held his hand over his mouth. "You can go back to sleep if you want honey, I won't judge you," Brandon said and started stroking Edwin's, now blue, non-existent hair. That just made Edwin even more tired. Dammit, Brandon.

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When Edwin woke up from his second nap he felt a lot better. Edwin could hear singing from the kitchen so he went down. When he came closer to the kitchen he could hear Brandon singing to himself while making food.

 "I'm making food. For me and my boyfriend who's sick right now. Ohhhh! Pray to God he's gonna be alright" Brandon sang while stirring a little in the pot of soup he was making.

 "You've been praying enough," Edwin said and went to put his arms around Brandon's waist. Brandon jumped at the voice but calmed down when he saw it was just Edwin. "Eddie, what are you doing out of bed? You have to rest to get completely well" Brandon almost yelled.

"Shush baby, I'm completely fine. What are you making?" Edwin asked even though he already knew. "Well I was making you soup to bring to you in bed, buy now you're up so I guess that isn't happening," Brandon said and turned around in Edwin's grip. "We can still eat in the bed baby," Edwin said and kissed Brandon's cheek. 

Brandon cracked a little smile and Edwin saw it. "Then I guess I'll go deck up the bed," Edwin said and went for the bowls. "You're a dork!" Brandon yelled at Edwin as he was walking up the stairs. "I know, but I'm your dork," Edwin said and skipped happily upstairs.

Brandon giggled and turned around to face the soup. "Dammit, I burned it"