I feel someone shake my shoulder gently.
"Nooooo." I groan, curling up more into Hermann's parka. My head pounding and my throat scratchy.
"Newton, please let me take your temperature," I hear Hermann request calmly from above me, "I've been nice enough to not make you move, you really need proper rest." He continues. I turn to face him, only pushing the hood off my head enough so he can see my forehead.
"I'm not sick though, just a little..." I look for the right word as I relax into Hermann's cool touch, one hand on my forehead that quickly moves to stroke back my hair. I hear Hermann move his cane move a little before he mumbles,
"You are only getting worse, mien schlatz." Not meant for my ears though because he only uses pet names of I've been good. I huff and burrow back into his coat. …show more content…
Tired or whatever." I bring my knees to my chest and sigh as I wrap my arms around them. I try to say more but my head is pounding and it getting more difficult to stay awake.
"I can't stand to see you sick, darling, please go lie down in our room? You can take my parka with you, though I don't understand why you like it so much..." Hermann pleads before it turns into mumbling.
"It reminds me of you." I mutter, sitting up slowly; still grabbing my knees.
"Fifteen years together, nine years married, can't believe you still want to be reminded of me..." Hermann grumbles. For some reason that makes something in my chest twist unpleasantly and my eyebrows furrow. I pull the hood of the coat back.
"You don't like being reminded of me?" I sniff, looking up at him. I must look pathetic, but fuck
"Nooooo." I groan, curling up more into Hermann's parka. My head pounding and my throat scratchy.
"Newton, please let me take your temperature," I hear Hermann request calmly from above me, "I've been nice enough to not make you move, you really need proper rest." He continues. I turn to face him, only pushing the hood off my head enough so he can see my forehead.
"I'm not sick though, just a little..." I look for the right word as I relax into Hermann's cool touch, one hand on my forehead that quickly moves to stroke back my hair. I hear Hermann move his cane move a little before he mumbles,
"You are only getting worse, mien schlatz." Not meant for my ears though because he only uses pet names of I've been good. I huff and burrow back into his coat. …show more content…
Tired or whatever." I bring my knees to my chest and sigh as I wrap my arms around them. I try to say more but my head is pounding and it getting more difficult to stay awake.
"I can't stand to see you sick, darling, please go lie down in our room? You can take my parka with you, though I don't understand why you like it so much..." Hermann pleads before it turns into mumbling.
"It reminds me of you." I mutter, sitting up slowly; still grabbing my knees.
"Fifteen years together, nine years married, can't believe you still want to be reminded of me..." Hermann grumbles. For some reason that makes something in my chest twist unpleasantly and my eyebrows furrow. I pull the hood of the coat back.
"You don't like being reminded of me?" I sniff, looking up at him. I must look pathetic, but fuck