luhan is sick and wants to go to work but worried sehun doesn't want him to
Sehun shakes his head, pushing Luhan down gently by the shoulders. "I told you, you're running a slight fever. The office can wait, you need to rest. This won't go away if you don't rest." Luhan rolls his eyes, giving in to Sehun, who guides him back to the bed. "You're worrying too much. I'm just warm. This is nothing."
"No, baby. This isn't just 'nothing'. If you over exert yourself it's going to get worse and I don't want to go to the emergency room in the dead of the night and pay a copay." Sehun kisses the top of his forehead, slipping the bed sheets over Luhan's body. "Don't worry I'm going to take care of you, I'll work from home, and I'll call in for you."
"I don't need you here. All I'm going to do is sleep." Luhan pouts, furrowing his eyebrows.
"And I can sleep with you."
"You're going to catch this."
"Idiots don't catch colds."
"You're right." Luhan laughs, scooting to the middle of the bed to give Sehun some space. "My own personal hot water bottle?"
"No, baby. This isn't just 'nothing'. If you over exert yourself it's going to get worse and I don't want to go to the emergency room in the dead of the night and pay a copay." Sehun kisses the top of his forehead, slipping the bed sheets over Luhan's body. "Don't worry I'm going to take care of you, I'll work from home, and I'll call in for you."
"I don't need you here. All I'm going to do is sleep." Luhan pouts, furrowing his eyebrows.
"And I can sleep with you."
"You're going to catch this."
"Idiots don't catch colds."
"You're right." Luhan laughs, scooting to the middle of the bed to give Sehun some space. "My own personal hot water bottle?"