“Cassie, I’m shit with words everything always comes out so crap. But I’ve been doing some thinking and everything is getting clearer. The thing is Cass, I’ve woken up this morning, and the sun’s shining through the window and it’s making me think of you. It’s not right you hiding away in that clinic you’ve got to get out in the world. I don’t care if you think you’re odd, because I feel like singing when I see you, and you’re beautiful, and I’ve been such a fuckin’ chapstick these past few weeks, and all I want to do this morning is sit on top of Brandon hill and hold you and tell you how wonderful you are and stick my hand down your knickers. And I love you.”
Prompt: Klance pumpkin patch. Wind/bad weather picks up, and homeboy K started getting a bad cold yesterday and is trying real hard to hide the fact that he's not feeling too good. It's only when they start walking up the small hills that he gets winded (lol) & L notices his wheezy breathing/periodic coughing. They scuttle home & K hibernates on the couch. L makes him some warm pumpkin pie & K sneezes/coughs so hard that his hoodie flops over his bangs. Bonus sweater paws wiping his snotty-nose.