Mondays, ugh

by orphan_account

Summary:

Race gets sick. SUPRISE, Spot hs to take care of him, and he is one phsyco sick bitch so, we got that going.

Notes:

Hi! I read too much fanfiction Uh but anyway, it's 12:55am and I'm an idiot who needs to sleep. Thanks to my BRAIN OMFG I am writing this headcannon.
-Shortstack <3

"Spotty, please come back?" Racetrack Higgins was in his boyfriends bed.
"Can't baby, I have work." Race Crunchy Coughed™. Spot looked at him.
"You sick Tonio?" Race shook his head.
"Nah, but I guess I should *cough cough* head out soon." Spot put a hand to his lovers forehead.
"Oh no chico, you are staying right here until you feel better, Si?" Race laughed.
"I'm fine Spotty. Go to work, I'll see you soon mi amour" Spot shook his head.

"My love, you look so sick! Stay, I will get you somthing fuego." Race laughed.
"Amour I don't need anything. I am finer tha santa fe."

Notes:

Hola! I stole my girlfriend's laptop to write this /finish it up for her
-Anthony.