Y/N POV:

I sat in agony I had a tummy ache that was causing me to throw up quite a lot, as well as a massive headache from work, a cold I think from Thomas, and just to top it off its day one of my period, I move a little from the sofa coughing again

"Hey....y/n... you okay?" Thomas asked hiding behind the door to his bedroom

"I'm sick" I complain

"I can see that" he sighs "and hear it, and smell it, just yeah I know you're sick," he told me as I blew my nose

"Are you out today?" I ask him

"Uhhh yes, I'm out meeting up with...jack...to do...bike...beer...stuff" he lied

"Bullshit" I complain

"I'm sorry y/n I just... it's gross" he complains

"You baby" I groan "I always take care of you when your sick, and I clean the house for you, and cook for you, and do your laundry, and change your bed, and I cater to your every need sexually" I explain "and you're not even kind enough to take care of me when I'm dying" I complain having to sniffle a few times

"Urgh! fine" he sighs "what do you want?" He asks

"Some more tissues," I ask

"Okay," he sighs going to his room and bring me his box of tissues

"some soup?" I ask

"Alright" he sighs going and making me some soup he handed it to me but I almost dropped it

"Owww Thomas the bowl is too hot for me" I complain

"You would complain more if I brought you cold soup" He sighs

"Tommy... you could at least try to make me feel like you care that I'm sick," I ask

"I'm sorry y/n" he told me kissing my head "I do want you to be better y/n, I'm just not good with dealing with people when they're ill" he answered putting my soup on the side table "keep it there till It cools down, I'll get you some stuff to make you feel better" he told me...

I sat wrapped up in soft pillows and fluffy blankets in a cocoon of cotton, the sofa now reclined so I could lay down with my feet up and not be taking up the whole sofa, with the little heaters in my slippers warming my little toes, the TV on some nice pleasant music, some chocolate on the side as well as some painkillers and some other drugs I had been like this for a couple days now my period beginning its slow exit but my sickness getting worse "How you doing?" He asks sitting beside me on the sofa

"SICK!" I complain

"I know, I know" He sighs "does your tum feel any better?" He asks

"No" I complain

"Do you want another tummy rub?" He asks

"no my tummy feels okay Tommy" I complain

"Come on, you need to start getting better soon," He told me

"why?" I ask

"because I would like to do some other stuff other than just taking care of you" he laughs "Medicine time," he told me grabbing some medicine for me

"No!" I complain

"Y/n I am not arguing with you over this take the medicine else I am going to kick you out on the street," he told me

"Fine" I complain Taking the horrible tasting medicine

"Good girl," He told me kissing my head "here you go," He told me giving me my teddy bear "he'll make you feel better" he smiles kissing my hand "I am going to make you some yummy dinner okay," He told me

"Thank you Tommy" I smile