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"Me either." He hums, kissing her forehead.
"Me either." He hums, kissing her forehead.
"Do we have to�" she asks hopefully.
"If you have a fever, possibly." he says after a moment.
"Ugh, this sucks," she says, sighing.
Milo hums, hugging her gently. "Being sick really does suck, love."
"It really does," she says.
He hums, holding her gently to his chest. He kisses the top of her head.
She wraps her arms and him and buries her head in his neck.
He runs his hand through her hair absentmindedly, humming softly.
"I could lay here all day," she muttered quietly.
he chuckles, "Me too." he sets a light kiss to the top of her head.
She smiles slightly and grabs a blanket, hiding her face underneath it.
"Why are you hiding?" he asks, chuckling softly, pulling the blanket off a bit to reveal her face.
"Me? Hide? Never," she says, pulling the blanket back up.
"Uh huh. Sure." Milo pulls down the blanket again, kissing her nose.
Her face turns pink and she pulls the blanket up so you can only see her eyes. "Maybe just a little."
(O.o)
He laughs softly, humming under his breath as he pulls her close.
"I'm feeling a little better," Saffi says quietly, pulling the blanket from her face finally.
He smiles, "That's good. But you're still resting today."
"I know, I don't want to go anywhere," she says, kissing his cheek.
Milo nods, "Me either." He laughs softly, crawling into bed with her.
Saffi smiles and curls up next to him.
He holds her tightly, humming happily.
She closes her eyes, thinking.
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