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Sooo this is the inspo for this xIK IT'S BEEN AGES IM SO SORRY HUNNYS XXX
Your POV
"Shawn wear a warmer jacket! You've just washed you hair." I scold. Shawn was going out with the boys and since its winter in Toronto, its freezing cold.
"I'll be fine Y/N. Its not too bad. Plus I'm used to it." He responds, keeping his white fluffy jacket on instead of his winter coat.
"Okay. But don't blame me when you get sick." I roll my eyes, before kissing his cheek goodbye. I was staying in as I really couldn't be bothered going out.
"Bye princess." He says before leaving, locking the door as he left.
I decide to watch a film on Netflix (you choose lol) whilst eating my leftover pizza from yesterday.
A few hours later I decide to go to bed, as there was no point waiting up for Shawn.
I feel a dip in the bed as Shawn arrives but I'm far too tired to move. He'd have to wait till morning for his goodnight kiss.
I was awoken at around 4am by a cough. It wasn't just a cough, the entire bed moved with it.
"Shawn" I whisper, just in case he was asleep.
"Y/N" He croaks, voice clearly sore. I turn to face him - he looked completely different to how he did when he left just a few hours ago.
I so wanted to say 'told you so' but Shawn was clearly quite ill.
"Lemme get you some water and medicine." I coo, getting out of bed and getting him some cough medicine and a bottle of water. I always kept cough syrup in the kitchen as being a singer, Shawn's throat was sore often.
"Y/N my head hurts." Shawn complains as I turn the bedside lamp on.
Shawn's cheeks were feverishly red and his face was all sweaty. He hadn't even changed out of his skinny jeans.
"Shawn, darling lets get you changed." I get him some sweatpants and a tank top from his drawer.
"I don't feel good Y/N." He complains, leaning his head back.
"Its okay, I'll do it." Shawn was the only person I would help get dressed at 4 in the morning. Gently, I take his fluffy jacket off. No wonder he was so sweaty.
"Can you get me some painkillers? Everything hurts." He groans, curling up into a ball.
"The cough syrup has painkillers in it sweetie." I lay beside him and pull him into my arms and hold him, feeling his muscles relax.
I begin running my fingers through his hair, knowing it helped him sleep.
"That's it, get to sleep." I whisper, kissing the top of his head. Even in his sleep, he wanted to be as close to me as possible, without even realising, his head moved further into my chest.
I must've fallen asleep too as I wake at 1pm, probably because I was up at night.
Shawn felt warm and I needed to get his fever down, but he was practically on top of me by this point. Slowly, I begin moving out of his hold. As soon as I get one leg onto the ground, Shawn stirrs in his sleep.
"Hey, its okay. Just relax." I coo, running my hand through his hair. When I was certain he was deep asleep again, I manage to get out of bed and go into the bathroom and get a cold washcloth.
When I get back, Shawn had moved so that he was laying in the centre of the bed all curled up into a ball.
I knew he was in more pain than he was making out.
I gently place the washcloth on his forehead, I also pull the duvet down a little to make sure he stays cool. He instantly pulls it back up and I sigh, knowing that the washcloth was making him cold.
Shawn was asleep for the rest of the day and I was able to get some college work done in that time.
Around 9pm, I decide to go to bed. I was already in my pyjamas so I go back into our bedroom and notice that Shawn is fast asleep. His face looked feverish so I put another washcloth on his forehead to reduce his fever.
It was as if he noticed my presence - as I lay in bed, Shawn moved into my arms, his head stuffed in my neck. Gently, I kiss the top of his head before falling asleep myself, holding the boy I love in my arms.
