Bound to Bed [Stella]

I was asleep till I felt someone stroking my back, I open one eye and see Mac staring at the ceiling,I decide to close my eye again and pretend I'm sleeping. I don't want this moment to end

My gaze turns from the ceiling back to Stella and I just watch her, not wanting to wake her and not wanting to end this moment either. Anyways, I like it where I am now.

I can just feel him watching me, It's giving me a hard time with not trying to smile

"Did I wake you?" I ask quietly sensing that she's awake now.

I smile and slowly open my eyes "no you didn't"

"Good." I say and look at you.

I grin and close my eyes again

As we lay like that my eyes closed again and I drifted back into sleep, this time not feeling my fever coming back.

I yawn and open my eyes "Mac? where did the warmth go to?"

I had a hard time open my eyes this time and when I finally do, I felt cold, even though I was still tugged under my covers. My hair was slightly wet and clutching to my forehead.
"Ask my fever." I said now barely able to speak, because of a dry throat.

"Mac are you ok?" I ask a bit worried, I sit up and look at you "do you need some water?"

I give you a tired look and shake my head. Sleep would be enough.

"I just feel like... hell." I say in a weak tone, my eyes threatening to close again.

"I don't like to see you like this" I give you a weak smile and give you a kiss on your cheek

"I don't... like me... like this." I say and somehow my now beg you to get me some water even though I said I didn't need it. "Think I could... use something to... drink." I say quietly my voice sounding horribly hoarse.

"I'm on it" I give you a smile and climb off the bed and walk to the kichen to get a glass of water for the poor man. After a little while I walk back into the bedroom and give Mac the glass of water

I thankfully take the glass and drink some water before I set the glas down onto my nightstand, still some water left for later.
"Thanks." I say with a weak smile. "Now you know where... the warmth has gone." I say looking down at my PJs shirt which was slightly wet from sweat, thanks to my fever.

"you're welcome" I smile and follow your eyes when you say where the warmth has gone "euhm you want me to get you a new pj's you could get sick like this" I offer while I push the glass a bit further onto the nightstand so it won't fall

"I'm already sick, so it doesn't matter. But I'll have to get up anyways." I say.

"You don't have to get up at all! you stay where you are" I shake my head and walk to your closet to find you another pj's after a bit I finally found one and walk back to your bedside. I lay the pj on the bed and start unbuttoning your pj. "if you tell anyone in the lab I did this you won't ever get better Taylor" I smile

"Huh... I guess you can't go to the toilet for me?" I state a little uncomfortable.

"no I can't go to the toilet 'for' you but I could go 'with' you" I smile and take off your pj-shirt

"Stella...." I state my face surely red as a tomato.

"Sorry" I smile and put the clean pj-shirt on you and fix the buttons "ok euhm I don't want to make you feel even more uncomfortable so can you manage your bottoms or?"