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“You give the best cuddles ever. Come on, on my lap now and keep me warm.”
“Myc.... what are you doing? Are you still in pain love? Because I can get you a hot water bottle instead of you suffocating poor little Fluffy there?” He gives a light chuckle at the state of me, curled up on the sofa clutching Fluffy in not quite a death grip as a spasm hits me hard.
“Ooohhhh” I groan, waiting for it to pass with the little darling squirming to get free. “Fine..... abandon me in my time of need. Traitor!” I whine at the little beast. “Greeeeeegggg...”
He pulls me to my feet (with difficulty) and ushers me to the bedroom, insisting that I rest for a while. I end up falling asleep as soon as he shuts the door, going to get me.... something, I don’t remember.
A couple of hours later, I’m woken by something landing on the foot of the bed and making its way up towards my face. I startle at something tickling my nose. “Uhhh... I should have known you would come back to me when I can’t move!” I stare at the little furry monster, who has come to torture me.
“Listen... you and me... are not okay, but... you’re warm... so come here.” I snuggle with the live furnace feeling better already, waiting for Greg to get back before falling asleep, with my loved ones bracketing me in.