Falling asleep in the wrong place
Ben blinked awake in the middle of the night, and immediately realized Leslie’s side of the bed was empty. He immediately sat up and got out of bed, knowing it wasn’t a good sign she was out of bed.
She was still recovering from strep after being diagnosed over the weekend, so she was still really out of it.
“Babe?” He called from the top of the stairs.
He adventured down the stairs, and almost jumped out of his skin when he found her curled up on the floor, in front of the fridge.
He immediately panicked, thinking something happened to her. “Leslie??” He yelled.
Leslie groaned, and blinked awake. “Ben?” She asked sleepily.
“Oh my god Babe, what are you doing out here?”
Leslie sat up slowly and blinked tiredly. “I.. needed water.. and my legs got really tired.. so I just thought I’d just rest here for a minute..”
Ben sighed in relief. “I thought you were hurt Leslie,” he pulled her into his chest, feeling her shiver against him. “Why didn’t you just wake me up? I’m more than happy to help you,” He said, stroking her hair.
Leslie moaned. “I’m sorry I just feel bad,”
Ben stopped stroking her hair. “How come?” He asked.
“It’s just.. you’ve been taking care of me and being so amazing.. I feel bad. You’ve dedicated all your free time to me,” she sighed. “And Ann, beautiful Ann, I feel so bad she had to stay with me today because I’m so sick and basically just a vegetable,”
“Honey, don’t even worry about me,” he sighed. “You have strep throat remember? The doctor says you need lots of rest, and I’m happy I can finally take care of you for once,”
“But Ann-“
“-and I know Ann is happy to stay and take care of you. She just wants to see you feeling better, she would do anything for you, you know that,”
Leslie smiled and snuggled closer. “I know, Thank you Ben.”
“Anytime,” Ben rested his chin on the top of her head. “How are you feeling? Do you still want some water?”
Leslie knodded. “Yes please,”
Ben leaned Leslie against the kitchen counter while he got a glass of water for her. He crouched down and handed to her, waiting for her to finish.
When she was done she handed the glass back to him.
“That good?” He asked.
“Yes,” she said, yawning.
“Okay,” he placed the cup back on the counter. “Let me just take your temperature one last time, and then we’ll go back to bed, okay?”
Leslie nodded slowly.
Ben came back with the thermometer, and slipped it under her tongue. The reading came back as 102.3 degrees, which was a little better than earlier that day.
“Okay, are you ready to go back to bed?” He asked softly.
“I don’t know if I can walk, my legs are sleepy,” she slurred.
“Don’t even worry about that,love” he replied, easily slipping her into his arms and carrying her up to their bedroom.
He tucked her in bed nice and tight making sure she had enough blanket, then he got in aswell, curling up around her and kissing her hair.
“Go to sleep Leslie,” he whispered into her hair.
And she did.