he obviously got a lot in his pants to handle

Different Worlds

Ricky horror x reader

 


You and Ricky sat on the couch, his warm, tatted arms wrapped around your sniffling frame. You give a sneeze, your tissue barely able there in time, and whimper unhappily.

You had the worst cold imaginable.

You’d had it for a few days now, this roaring head cold that nothing was helping.

You especially hated the fact you were sick the one week he was on break from touring with the band. It seemed almost cruel for the first time in weeks that you got to see each other without a crowded tour bus or screaming fans, you were sick and you could barely be around each other.

Well, you shouldn’t be around each other.

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