Kurt Cobain And I Love Her

Tummy pain

Year: 1987
Kurts age: 20
Your age: 18

I sat down on the side of the bed as Kurt peacefully slept

I gently played with his hair twisting it through my fingers

All morning Kurt has been feeling sick because of his stomach issues so I gave him something to get him to sleep and sleep throughout the pain

I felt his hand grab my wrist and pull it away and put it on his tummy

"Hey angel how's your tummy feeling"
I softly spoke

"No good"
He sighed not opening his eyes

"Is there anything I can do"
I sighed kissing his forehead

"No"
He blandly said

"Baby do you want something to eat or drink"
I mumbled putting my hand on his forehead to feel his temperature

"Holy shit your hot"
I said pulling my hand back

"Oh I know I am"
He laughed weakly

"No not like that baby like your burning up"
I kissed his hot forehead

"Oh, no shit"
He sighed

I walked to the other side of the bed and moved the bucket onto the floor next to him just in case he needed to throw up

He was laying on his back just looking up at the ceiling thinking about god knows what

I snuggled into his side wrapping my arms around his torso kissing his tummy tracing little circles onto his side

"If there is anything I can do tell me"
I said in between kisses

"I kn-"
He was cut off by himself vomiting into the bucket beside him

"Oh Kurt"
I said sitting up rubbing his back

He just kept throwing up

He rolled back and wiped his mouth and looked up at me with glossy eyes

"Poor darling"
I said sympathetically rubbing his temples

"I hate this"
He sighed

"I know Kurt I know"
I whispered

"Just close your eyes and try to fall asleep"
I whispered again bending down to kiss his forehead

I softly pulled his head into my lap playing with his golden hair

"Shhh baby shh"
I whispered to him

He had already fallen asleep
in my lap

I bent down and kissed his chest

"Goodnight darling"
I said just bellow a whisper

. . .

"Goodmorning baby"
I smiled rolling over looking at him

"Hi"

"Do you feel any better"
I asked

He nodded his head rapidly

"Oh that's good"
I smiled

"I feel good enough to fool about with a pretty girl"
He smiled sitting up

"Well that's unfortunate for the pretty boy because said 'pretty girl' needs to take a shower"
I laughed getting up and going into the bathroom

"COME BACKKKKAAAAA"
He whined like child

I laughed walking into the bathroom thinking how can someone be so sick then the next day ready to have sex

God what a mystery

"WAIT UP"
He yelled

I heard loud ass footsteps approaching the bathroom

Kurt came around the corner and slid on the bath mat

"Oh fuck you alright hun"
I laughed

"Yeah yeah whatever okay SHOWA!"

I looked at him and shook my head starting the shower for us