I try and keep my eyes open curled up on the sofa. I want to pay attention to the movie playing but with each passing minute, it's getting harder and harder. My throat is on fire, my ears feel irritated, my head feels like it's ready to explode, I keep sniffling to try and stop my nose from running, and it's taking all of my efforts not to cough, and don't even get me started on how my stomach feels. Basically, I feel like shit.

But this is the first night in weeks that I have Finn home and able to relax, I don't want anything to ruin it. Not even being sick.

"Love, are ya okay? Ya seem a little out of it." Finn's gentle voice has me turning to face him.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah… m'fine…" I mumble in a hoarse voice, talking as little as possible as to not hurt my throat even more.

I try to smile, but I'm pretty sure it comes out as a wince. Finn pulls me into his arms so my head rests in the crook of his neck. The moment my forehead touches his skin, Finn is jerking away from me, looking at me shocked and placing a hand on my forehead.

"Love! You are burning up! Why didn't ya tell me you were sick?"

I look down, pouting slightly, "I didn't want to…"

I couldn't continue as a coughing fit hits me and I can't hold it back anymore. I feel tears prickling the corner for the force of the coughing and how much it hurts my throat. Finn rubs my back, unable to actually help me.

"Oh love, I'm sorry. Come on, da movie can wait. Let's get you to bed."

He stands up, taking my hand to pull me up with him. I let out a small whine,

"But Finn…"

Finn gives me a scolding look, "No arguin' missy. Especially when you sound like dat. Now come on, you head on upstairs and take a nice hot shower and change inta your favorite pj's. I'm gonna run to da store and pick up a few tings.

I tighten my hold on his hand to keep him from leaving and give him the best puppy eyes and poked out lip I could manage.

"When you get back… can we cuddle?" I ask in a small voice.

The smile he gives me makes my heart flutter, "Of course love. All the cuddles you want. Now go on. I won't be long."

And true to his word, just as I finished my shower and was dressed, Finn is back home from the store.

"I picked up some cookies'n'cream ice cream, some of those Oreo candy bars you love, applesauce cause I know it helps ya throat. And then I got some cold and flu medicine, go on and take some now. If this doesn't help yer going to da doctor, like it or not. And a few other things."

I give him a smile, taking the two pills his hands me with the cup of water, "Thank you. I love you so much, but right now, I just want to lie in bed and cuddle."

He gives me a nod and guides me up to the bedroom. After helping me in bed and covering me up, Finn strips down to his boxers and crawls up into the bed with me. I cuddle up next to him, resting my head in the crook of his neck, feeling his arms wrap tightly around me and holding me close. He presses his lips to my forehead, softly petting my hair.

The scent of Finn with his arms cradling me to his hard body and his fingers running though my hair mixing with the medicine he got me; it takes no time for me to drift off to sleep.

Finn Balor and his cuddles are the perfect cure to any sickness.