GUYS IM SICK. Also tom Holland is adorable^^^^
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Your POV

I wake up and groan. Ugh, my muscles are so sore. "Tom..."

"Hmm...yeah?"

"My body hurts....can I have some tea?" I whine

He sighs and sits up groggily "ok. Let's check your temperature," he leaves to make the beverage and get the thermometer.

I hastily grab a tissue and sneeze into it so my germs don't infect anyone else. I cough and rub my eyes. "Uuugghh.... this sucks."

Tom soon comes into the bedroom again and hands me the tea. "43 degrees. Gosh y/n you have a fever. I'll call your work and tell them."

The day dragged by and you couldn't wait for tom to come back from his interview. He wanted to cancel it but you wouldn't allow it.

The sound of the door closing made you smile "hey tom," you croaked as he came into the room

"Hey, love. How're you feeling?" He crawled into the bed beside you

"Like crap. Tom you'll get sick if you hug me."

"I don't care." He says and snuggles closer to you "we both need cuddles"

You hum and hug him back. He looks at you and leans in to kiss you. Forgetting about your illness you lean in too. As your lips were about to touch tom sneezes.

"Tom!" You scold "I told you!"

He pouts but laughs along with you.

"I guess we're both lovesick." He jokes

"Haha. I guess we are."