“I don’t wanna go without you.”
(Also I wish I had this Shawn rn, I’m sick and feeling yucky and could use cuddles)
It was the night of his sisters birthday party and you were not able to go.
You woke up sick and really not in the mood to deal with ten 16 year olds.
“I don’t wanna go without you.” He whines, wrapping his arms around you.
“You have to, I’ll be okay.”
“I hate it when you don’t feel good.”
“I know, me too.”
“I wanna stay home.” He says burying his face into your neck. “Give you cuddles, you need cuddles.”
“And you can give me cuddles when you get back.”
“She’ll understand.” He says holding you tighter.
“No Shawn, you are gonna regret not going.”
“But I want you there too.”
“I know, but I don’t want to get anyone sick.”
“I’ll only stay for a little bit.”
“No, stay for a while. Spend this day with her. I’m just gonna sleep.”
“But I wanna give you cuddles.” He whines again.
He hasn’t been home for a while, and he gets super clingy when he misses you.
“I’ll be here when you get back, ready for all your cuddles.”
“I can cuddle with you for a few more minutes.”
He sighs and kisses your neck softly.
“I wanna stay and cuddle.” He groans.
“Stop.” You protest.
He lays with you for a few more minutes, running his fingers through your hair.
You are almost asleep when he starts to shuffle.
“I gotta go Baby.” He whispers, kissing your forehead.
His eyebrows come together and he kisses your forehead, lips lingering a bit.
“I think you’re running a fever.”
“No, I’m just wrapped up in blankets.”
“I want you to take something.”
“If I have to leave then you have to take something.”
You take something after he brings it to you, and he kisses your forehead again before he leaves.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” You rasp back.
“I’m coming back with heaps of cuddles.”
“I’ll be waiting.”