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“Yeah,” she muttered, looking up at him. “Are you okay?”
He sighed slightly, lying back against the pillows. “Try not to think about it. I still love you.”
She groaned slightly, her hand coming up to her forehead. “Ow. Owwww. This sucks.”
“Don’t be sad,” he murmured. “This isn’t a big deal.”
Her eyes fluttered open and she mumbled slightly. "mm... Warner?"
He sighed before pulling her to him, kissing her cheek.
She stretched out next to him, mumbling.
He frowned, sitting down next her.
He frowned, feeling her forehead for a fever.
She was curled up next to him, her head in the curve of his neck.
“Why not?”
Addie was still fast asleep the next morning.
He returned to her after a moment, kissing the top of her head.
(Zoop?)
He pulled on his shirt and went to change his pants.
She nodded slowly, closing her eyes and drifting off almost instantly.
“It’s not your fault,” he said, shaking his head. “I appreciate it.”
She nodded, resting her head in the curve of his neck. “Let me know if it hurts, okay?”
“It hurts,” he admitted quietly. “Your hugs hurt.”
She sighed, sitting on the bed. “Are you going to sleep too?”
