i want...
for him to curl into me, warm and soft and sleepy. to feel his lips on my ear as he mumbles, so shy and sweet, those four words that drive me crazy--
"i don't feel good."
i want him to open himself up to me, let me under his shirt to rub his chest and his sides and his belly, let me kiss his hair and hold him close and ask what i can do to make it better.
i want to hold the trashcan for him while he hiccups and drools and spits, terribly nauseous but struggling to find relief, to really let go, so i can whisper reassurances to him, it's just me, let him know i'll happily take care of him and he's safe with me

















