#it’s domestic married!Literati with a touch of angst

[not-with-you-but-of-you]

Jess wakes up on fire, smoldering in warm blankets, skin too hot, too tight, painful everywhere his clothes touch, every muscle protesting. He groans and opens his eyes, throwing off the blankets. “Rory?” He croaks. God, his head is pounding. “Hey, it’s okay, I’m here.” She’s leaning over him, her blue eyes full of concern. “How are you feeling?” She lays a soft hand on his brow and then the side of his neck. “Not great.” “Yeah, you are definitely one sick boy.”

If I Needed You ↳ A Literati sickfic by @ernestonlysayslovelythings