- TROYE -
I wake up, feeling a trembling body wrapped in my arms. My eyes flicker open and I see Tyler shivering, his body pressed against me. I pull him tighter into me, and bury my nose in the back of his neck. His body was burning up, but he was still shivering. I lift my head and lean over his face to see he was still sleeping. I lay one of my hands on his forehead, sighing when I realize he had a fever. Slipping out from underneath him, I start to search for a thermometer.
I stop my searching when Tyler stirs in his sleep.
"T-troye?" he shivers, burrowing further into the blankets before making a face.
"What's wrong, Tilly?" I ask, sitting down next to his body.
He squints up at me, curling around my body so he was hugging my legs.
"E-everything is we-wet" he stutters, snuggling his face into my thigh.
I stroke his sweaty hair, wincing as he starts shivering again.
"I know, babe, I think you have a fever" I say.
"Fev-fever?"
"Yeah, I'm going to go get a thermometer, okay?"
He nods back to me, but doesn't allow me to move, his grip on my legs holding me down.
"Ty?" I smile at his clinginess.
I can see him blush despite his fever.
"Sor-sorry" he mumbles, hiding his red face in the pillow.
I giggle and kiss his cheek, to which he just blushes harder. I resume my search for the thermometer, finally finding it in a drawer in the bathroom. After that, I grab a soft cloth and soak it in cold water, bringing the bowl of water with me. When I return to the bedroom, Tyler is lying on his back, his head propped up by pillows, the duvet pulled up to the tip of his nose.
He looks adorable.
I snap a quick picture of him before walking to him, sitting next to him. His eyes seemed to have multiplied in size as his wide eyes follow me around as I walk. When I sit down, he looks up at me, his large eyes gazing into me. I smile under his stare, focusing on folding up the towel properly. Then, I placed the cold towel on his forehead. I smile again because I can now only see his eyes, as his forehead is covered with a towel and the duvet is still pulled up to his nose.
Pulling the duvet under Tyler's chin, I grab the thermometer and place it on his lips, urging him to allow me to place the thermometer in his mouth.
He tightens his lips, not allowing me to put the thermometer in his mouth.
"Tillyyy, come on. Let me take your temperature" I whine, poking his lips with the thermometer.
He giggles a bit, shaking his head no.
I opt to take drastic measures, putting down the thermometer and raising my fingers to his lips. I start trying to part his soft lips, and he lets out a soft giggle, trying to keep his lips closed.
"Come on, Tilly" I say continuing to skim my fingers over his lips.
"S-stop it tick-tickles" he giggles, cutely.
The minute he opens his mouth I stick the thermometer in his mouth, and he pouts when he feels the thermometer in his mouth. I raise my hand to his cheekbones, softly rubbing his skin with the tips of my fingers. My eyes are on his cheeks, but I can feel his eyes on my face.
"I w-will go ho-home soon" he says, shivering in between his sentence.
"You are not going anywhere. You are staying with me for the next couple days" I say, stroking his cheek with my thumb.
