So I lied, I typed it up anyway: Drabble post: Splindsey for Blondie
Title: Feeling better
Summary: Spike wakes up next to one sick Lindsey.
A/n: happy birthday blondebitz, I hope it was great.
Lindsey sneezed. Not one of those tiny polite ones, but a full-blown turn around to see who did it type of sneeze. His head ached, and he couldn’t seem to get warm. What happened to him? He was till lying in bed, and his love was still next to him.
“You know cowboy if you’re not able to keep still I can leave.”
“Don’t go Spike please.”
The pleading in Lindsey’s voice made him feel sorry for the human.
“Look mate, I like how warm humans are normally, but you’re burning up.”
“I’m sick.”
”I’d say so. Look Lindsey, while you’re sick we can’t…”
Lindsey wasn’t sure if he wanted to scream, cry, or just hit Spike. Another shiver made him fight to keep the tears out of his eyes.
“I’ll take care of you pet, I’ll bloody well stay.”
“Thank you.”
Spike rolled his eyes. “Is this the part where I say something romantic, and then you do too?”
Lindsey shrugged as he pulled the blankets around him tighter.
“You can if you want, I wasn’t planning on it.”
“Good.”
“Great.”
Lindsey turned a pleading look on Spike. “Are you sure we can’t?”
”Positive.”
“Damn,” whispered Lindsey.
Spike kissed him softly on the forehead. “You’ll feel better soon.”