Early morning sunlight pushing through my eyelids, I was slowly waking up. I felt so warm and comfy like I was sleeping on a big plush cloud. I hummed and stretched my legs deliciously, bumping them into another pair of legs. Then I remembered last night and how I fell asleep on Buckys shoulder. God, I hope I didn’t drool on him. I creaked my eyes open to see that I was still on the couch. I was laying on my side with Bucky behind me, left hand on my hip and a blanket covering our thankfully clothed bodies.
You and Josh were hanging out at your place. You hadn’t been feeling well the past few days and he wanted to make sure you were okay. You had been suffering from some kind of stomach bug for the past three days, and it only seemed to get worse as time went on. You were kind of on the fence about telling Josh you weren’t feeling well, because you didn’t want to worry him. But as expected, he hasn’t let you out of his sight since he got to your house.
The two of you had situated yourselves on your big plush couch in your living room. You were laying on your back, clutching your side while resting your head on Josh’s lap. Josh was flipping though tv channels while stroking your hair in an effort to make you feel better. You had your eyes shut tightly as you tried to lessen the throbbing pain in your side, but applying any pressure to it just made it worse.
“Do you need anything?” Josh asked you. You opened your eyes and looked up at him, the concern on his face making you feel guilty. “You look really uncomfortable.”
“Just cold..” You said, your voice small. Another wave of pain shot from your head to your side. You winced, worrying Josh even more.