Hey, y'all! This was prompted by tawnyangel! I'm workin' on the other drabbles! Don't worry your pretty little heads!

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"Just drink it!" I whined, shoving the glass of orange juice in my girlfriend's face.

"No!" she moaned, covering her face with a pillow, dragging the word out.

Patricia was sick for the first time in years. I had found this a way to spend time with her and get out of school, so it was a win-win. She wasn't listening to me when I told her to do something. My mom's a nurse so I knows what I'm doing. She just won't drink the stinkin' OJ!

"Come on, Yacker." I rolls his eyes, taking the pillow, fluffing it, sticking it under her head again and bringing her up into a sitting position. "Drink it and I'll give you a kiss." I prompt.

"You'd get sick too, doofus." she retorts in a scratchy voice.

"Trust me, it'd be worth it." I smirk.

She presses her lips together, crosses her arms over her chest and shakes her head.

"Come on…" I whisper into her hair.

I kiss behind her ear and I feel her try to hold back a shudder. My smirk grows and I put the glass on the nightstand. I slip in next to her on the bed and wrap my arms around her waist. Her shirt had ridden up a bit, exposing some skin which gave me the perfect opportunity to annoy the heck out of her and…scare the living daylights out of her.

I let my fingers brush her skin and this time she shivers. I move so my nose was right at the base of her neck and I breathed in deeply. Even when she's sick she smells good!

I kiss her neck, up her jaw line and stop at her mouth. She smirks at me triumphantly. I shrug and capture her lips with mine. She sits still for a second, surprised I had actually kissed her when she was sick, before she kissed me back.

After kissing for, God knows how long, I pulled back and handed her the orange juice.

She looks at it for a second then at me.

"Now, drink it. Please?" I smile. "We could go farther if you drink it."

Her eyes grow wide and she chugs the drink down in less than five seconds. "No." she said firmly. "I'm sick."

"More?" I smirk, taking the empty glass from her..

She nods her head vigorously. I left the room and coughed as I felt my throat getting itchy.

So what if I get sick? It was so worth it.

Sorry if y'all didn't like it! I kinda had this weird feelin' that if Eddie was takin' care of Patricia he'd do somethin' like that...don't know why...

I thought it was cute. I could totally see Patricia bein' all whiny when she's sick!

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I'm...falling...asleep...so...tired...

Oh! And thank you Patrina-Namber-Jara! I'm glad you liked Young Love!

Verse! This is for those who are dealin' with doubt:

I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.
Matthew 17:20

There y'all go! Later!

-Rachel