'Lo. It's been a while. I wanted to post something before the new year.
Warning: OOCness, attempts at fluff, messed up format, AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Enjoy~
"I demand a cuddle." An eyebrow was lifted. The green-eyed teen was in his pajamas, one of Tom's casual shirts (which was large on Harry) and sweatpants, with a cozy white blanket draped over his shoulders. His hair was even more messy and he had dark circles under his eyes. He stood, pouting in front of Tom. The older teen was tempted to smile at the adorable picture his boyfriend made.
"I am studying." Tom would not give into his boyfriend this time; he has self-control. He was in charge, not the green-eyed teen. Tom glanced briefly at the shorter teen, but turned back to the book in his lap before he was caught. Ignoring him would work.
Obviously, Tom still had a ways to go when it came to feelings. He was getting there...very slowly. Tom went back to reading his book before he heard sniffles.
"T-tom! You're so me~an!" wailed Harry Potter into a tissue. He sniffled a bit more before moving his back to face Tom.
"Harry? Are you...feeling well?" asked Tom weakly. He was not good with emotions. At all. Especially when it came to his lover. Although, his boyfriend sounded a bit stuffy.
"Y-y-no." whispered Harry. Tom did a quick look over of Harry again. His eyes were a bit red as was his nose, his hair was just horrifying, and his lips were chapped. His voice sounded a bit dry and raspy. Perhaps he wasn't being emotional, but he was-
"Ah-ah-choo! T-tom, I don't feel good." -sick.
"Idiot. Why didn't you just tell me you were sick?" Tom set his book aside and gestured for Harry to join him on the bed. His adorable boyfriend climbed onto the bed and instantly moulded into the Slytherin's side. Harry coughed violently as he settled down. Silence followed until Tom broke it with, "Why didn't you just go to the Hospital Wing?"
Silence followed before a muffled reply, "No. You make me better. Shut up. Pillows don't talk. Sleep." Looks like Tom's warmth was making him drowsy.
"You need to take medicine."
"Shh. No, you make better...me...wha-? Nevermind...Now shut up." Tom fought the urge to laugh and roll his eyes at his ridiculous boyfriend.
"Fine." Harry's sick sounding breaths sounded through the room. Tom closed his eyes briefly taking in the silence. He felt really comfortable, maybe if he just closed his eyes a little longer...no! His eyes shot open. He shouldnt be sleeping, he had to study.
"But I am really tired. If I just take a quick nap, I would quit drifting off. Right, just a quick nap. Really quick. Just a few minutes. Mm, Harry was warm. This felt really good. I'm just so tired..." Darkness started to take over. Silence filled the room. Tom was nearing the dream world. He was just so tired. He would just make a quick nap.
A muffled whisper was heard. "You smell good."