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Thomas POV

Today had been a hell of a long day. My leg has been bothering me, Hamilton was a small angry little bitch again (though that's quite normal), and Washington has once again denied my opinion on this government. All I wanted was to go see Jemmy.

"Hey Jemmy-James! I thought I'd stop bye-"
I cut myself off as I saw my small boyfriends condition. He laid on the couch, red nose and rosy cheeks. His small frame had been wrapped in a blanket and his eyes were half closed.

I quickly and quietly shut the door, running to his side.
"Hey...."
I bent down to kiss his forehead. James would get like this a lot, especially this time of year. We talked a lot about this before the two of us got together. He didn't want it to be a burden for me. But if would never, HE could never be a burden.

"Hey" he answered, voice raspy.
"Scooch over for me will ya?" I asked him.
He complied, moving his head up from where it had been. I quickly sat down, placing his small head in my lap.
"Why didn't you call me?"
I asked, "I could have gotten out of a day with Hamilton to take care of you."
He giggled the slightest bit, making me smile.

"You know-" he cut himself off with a cough. "He's not that bad."
I sighed, running my fingers through his hair.
"I would argue with you, but you're sick so you get a free pass." I chided, as he curled in on himself for warmth.

"C'mere" I patted my chest. "I shall be your personal heater." I smirked as his face flushed red.
"Why are you so good to me?" He asked, I looked down at him in bewilderment.
"What do you mean?"
" I MEAN you're so awful to everyone else. Thomas, if Alexander saw you like this, he wouldn't believe his eye-". Suddenly he broke of in a sneezing fit, leaning over to the coffee table to grab a tissue.

"Bless you" I told him after his coughing had subsided.
"I'm sorry that I always act that way to people, but Hamilton is a dick, he deserves it.-"
"Thomas"
"Right, not the point. I'm sorry okay. I love you, that's why I treat you this way. You're you, and who couldn't? You're amazing and smart, adorable, kind, basically every good trait there is. I love you, no matter how often you get sick, or you get a bad grade on a test."

He smiled, "now, can you please just come over here? I would like you to feel better, not be sitting there shivering.
"You sure this isn't about you just wanting cuddles?"
He quirked and eyebrow at me.
"*gasp* what are you accusing me of?"
I faked surprise and insulted. He cuddled himself into my chest.
"I'm accusing you of....of....being the best boyfriend ever." He concluded. I chuckled.
"No way, that's you."

We laid like that for what felt like hours, James' breathing eventually evening out and slight snores escaping his lips. I ran my fingers through his hair and down his back, examining his beautiful face.

I must have fallen asleep eventually, however, because I was started awake by the sound of the bathroom door creaking open. I slowly crept off the couch, heading towards the bathroom.
"Jemmy? You okay in there?"
I asked, cautiously.

I peaked into the bathroom, and there was James, standing in front of the mirror, doing nothing in particular.

"Baby? What are you doing?"
I asked, stepping in and wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Why do you love me Thomas?"
He asked, barely above a whisper.

"Because you're you, baby. And there only one of you. And I love you with all my heart. Don't ever think otherwise."
He sighed, closing his eyes and burrowing deeper into my hold.
"I love you too, Thomas"

"You know I'll never leave you, right? In sickness and in health, remember?" He hummed in response.
"Hey, look at me."
I spoke, he complied. Lifting his head the slightest bit to look me in the eye.
"I will NEVER leave. I love you, and only you."
"I'm a burden, Thomas."
"You are not a burden. You may be sick often, but that's what I'm here for. I love to take care of you. I will love you no matter what."

"Thank you...."
He whispered, closing his eyes again.
"Hey, minute by minute, remember?"

"Minute by minute."

Thank you to That-fandom-trash for suggesting this!