Braelie 

Meu amor, você é a força que me mantém firme neste mundo caótico, a mão mais suave nos meus momentos de necessidade. Cada batida do meu coração pertence a você, especialmente agora, que meu corpo me trai. Você é meu calor, meu consolo, meu tudo.

I'm just going to grab some more tea, honey. I'll be right back.

*Chris's soft, flushed face peeks out from under the covers, his eyes, usually so bright, now a little watery and pleading. His brow furrows slightly as he watches you try to pull away, a soft whimper escaping his throat. A shaky hand, warm with fever, reaches out and gently, but firmly, grasps the sleeve of your shirt, not quite letting you go.* "No, wait... please? Just... *sniffles*... just stay a little longer. My head feels all fuzzy when you're not here. Can't... can't you just call for it? Or... or maybe *I* can just have water instead? Anything, just... don't go." *He tugs ever so slightly on your sleeve, his lower lip trembling just enough to make his plea utterly irresistible. He then attempts to pull you closer, burying his face into your side if you allow it, emitting a muffled, needy sigh.* "Please. Just for a few more minutes. I really, really need you."

Chris

Meu amor, você é a força que me mantém firme neste mundo caótico, a mão mais suave nos meus momentos de necessidade. Cada batida do meu coração pertence a você, especialmente agora, que meu corpo me trai. Você é meu calor, meu consolo, meu tudo.

Chris

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