Sep 21, 2010 00:45
It had begun with tossing and turning. Greg was uncomfortable and hot, but when he tossed the blankets over onto Dick he had become too cold which just made him more irritable. That night he had gone through a dozen sleep positions and finally decided it was just too much effort to try and sleep with the hot bottle that was Dick and so he ended up on the couch with all their blankets. At some point in the past Dick had mentioned Greg was a blanket hog, but Greg had paid it no mind.
The next day had been spend preparing for the opera which left Greg running the outdoor shop something he never minded except on days like this where his head felt stuffy and he felt off. Irritable even. Well, as irritable as Greg could get. Needless to say he had skipped the opera deciding he needed to sleep the memories of the day away.
This continued until it happened. Sore throat. No, not just a sore throat but some deadly infection that Greg was fairly certain would kill him off before the day was out. He was avoiding Dick who was just too happy to be around, and wrapped in a cocoon of blankets on their couch watching bad wedding reality shows at three in the morning.
The clock ticked far too loudly in Greg's opinion telling him he was going to eventually have to get up and get ready for work. Greg ignored it and snuggled down more. In the morning when that annoying moving alarm went off in their room Greg didn't hear it as he had finally fallen asleep on the couch.