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americas1suiteheart · 1 year ago

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Sick Days

Lemon and Tangerine x GN! Reader (Platonic)

Summary; You've worked with the twins for years now, and whilst they are sharp and get things done rather well, they do have a tendancy to constantly get eachother, including you, sick.

Notes; Sorry I haven't been very active. I promise I'll get to those asks soon but this popped into my head and I just really needed to write a full fic.

Warnings; Some cursing and mentions of taking over the counter medicine.

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"Achoo!"

"Bloody fuckin'-hell mate, cover your fuckin' mouth when you sneeze," Tangerine scoffs.

The three of you have been sick since your last mission in Bolivia, you're assuming that one of the twins got coughed on or something, because as always--they were the first to get ill.

And just as always, you were the ones to take care of them at first until you finally got ill.

The first week was horrible.

Tangerine's constant bitching and moaning about how he wanted to be back on missions but still complaining about how he felt like shit, that his nose and body hurt, how his throat was sore, and how terrible of a headache he had. Then he would be upset that Lemon was sitting down bundled up on the couch watching Thomas and Friends and how he wouldn't let Tangerine watch his West Ham game on the television.

Lemon wasn't as bad as Tangerine when it came to getting sick though. Lemon only complained once or twice, every now and then but it wasn't constant. Lemon would only ask if you could bring him a pot of tea if you weren't too busy and maybe some blankets. He was content and hell, he'd even admit happy that he didn't have to go on missions for a few weeks.

And then you got sick.

So now its just been constant sneezing, coughing, sniffling, and groaning. The amount of tissues and tea the three of you have been going through is insane, and you're still the one doing medicine runs.

"Piss off mate, I'll do whatever the fuck I want," Lemon says after blowing his nose.

"If either one of you bicker and babble to eachother again I will personally shoot the both of you in the face," You groan.

You hear a grumble and mutter from Tangerine but don't bother with him because it'll only worsen your already terrible migraine.

You walk to the kitchen, grabbing your favourite mug along with some clove and ginger tea, popping the teabag in and pouring the hot water you had just boiled over it into the mug.

"You did it wrong," Tangerine says, a look of annoyance on his face.

"I'm really not in the mood for your bullshit Tan. If you want it done right then you make it yourself you prick," You bite back, proceeding to the living area.

You walk to the couch Lemon was sitting on, one of his legs taking up the whole couch.

Once he looks away from the television and sees you, he removes his leg and opens up the blankets he was under, inviting you to sit with him in his cozy spot, to which you gladly accept.

You sit comfortably next to Lemon, handing him your mug so he can set it down on the tissue covered side table. I'll have to clean that up later, you thought to yourself.

"Feeling any better, y/n?" Lemon asks.

"Sort of. I've still got a god awful headache and my nose is still runny, but its better than I was a couple days ago so the medicine is working at least. How about you?"

"I'm still stuffy but its beginning to slow down now, I'm glad this bloody thing is starting to bug off already," Lemon replies.

"It's my turn on the telly, let me watch th- Achoo! Fuckin' hell!" Tangerine says, a twinge of annoyance in his voice as he complains like a child.

You and Lemon look at eachother, sighing and deciding to let Tangerine watch his game so he stops whining.

"Fine, but only if you promise to stop bitching, okay?" You say, handing Tangerine the television remote and scooting closer to Lemon to make room for him to sit with you two.

"Hey Tan, who's playing West Ham?" Lemon asks, voice still slightly hoarse.

"Man City today, tomorrow its Brentford. Why?" Tangerine responds, eyes glued to the television as he switches it to the correct channel.

Lemon looks at you with a look on his face, then back at Tangerine.

"No reason in particular,"

Manchester City just so happened to be your favourite team. The last time Man City was against West Ham, Man City won. You also happened to be watching the game with the twins that day, and let's just say that Tangerine was not happy that his team had lost and you were happy over it.

It'd been a few years since that game, but you have a feeling that Tangerine would end up being worse than the last time if Man City won again.

Sure, you like it when your team wins, but as of right now you would much prefer it if West Ham won so that way Tangerine doesn't act like a complete bellend. He's easier to anger and agitate now that he's ill.

You all sat on the couch watching the game. Cheers erupted from Tangerine and Lemon whenever West Ham got the ball or made a goal, then a groan of annoyance from Tangerine whenever Man City got the ball or made a goal.

So far it was a 3 - 3 tie with just 3 minutes left of the game, and Tangerine was getting more and more agitated every time Man City took the ball from West Ham.

Once again, Man City taking the ball, then the referee calling over a player and showing them a red card, giving West Ham a free kick for the players offense.

West Ham has the ball now, a free kick. There are 2 minutes left in the game and if they make this shot then the chances of them winning the game are high.

"Bowen takes a free kick, OH MY WORD! A DIRECT FREE KICK GIVING WEST HAM 4 POINTS TOTAL! WHAT A GOAL!"

Cheers and a few coughs come from both Lemon and Tangerine, smiles on their faces. Regardless of their heights, facial hair, voices, jobs even, they still act like children sometimes in both good and bad ways and it makes you smile.

Those last few minutes pass and the game ends, a 4 - 3 score with West Ham beating Manchester City, more cheers erupt from the twins, dopey smiles plastered onto their faces.

Tangerine gets up from the couch to go do something for a minute, leaving you and Lemon sitting on the couch together.

"That was a good game eh? Man City is pretty good too, I'm surprised we even won," Lemon says to you, covering himself back up with the blanket he was sharing with you.

"Great game really! I'm a little bummed though I will admit, but honestly one loss is better than Tan being a prick the entire day," You roll your eyes.

You get up from your cozy spot on the couch and head to the kitchen island, which had a plethora of medicines, syrups, a humidifier, and assortments of teas.

Cough syrup, Tylenol tablets, throat soothing sleepytime tea, chamomile tea, lemon scented vapor rub, allergy syrup, and a new, unopened three pack of tissue boxes.

You groan at the thought of having to drink the terrible tasting allergy and cough syrup again.

"Lem! Tan! Have you guys taken your medicines yet?" You call out to the twins, seeing as Tangerine had just returned to the living area.

Groans emit from the both of them as you give a light chuckle.

The two walk to you, tangerine grabbing the three cups for the syrups, all of your names on one of them to designate which belonged to who.

You pour the cough syrup into your cup at the 120 ml line, holding your nose as you down it to try and get rid of some of the taste, then doing the same with allergy medicine. You open the bottle of Tylenol, grabbing two of the tablets and popping them into your mouth.

You take a gulp of water from your glass then wipe your mouth.

"I'm gonna go into my room and nap, take one of these tissue boxes with you," You say, opening the pack and grabbing a box of tissues for yourself to have.

You walk to your room, opening the door and placing the tissues onto your bedside table, taking one out and blowing your nose, then tossing it into your small trashcan.

You lay in your bed, covering yourself with your blankets and sinking into your mattress.

God I hope I feel better soon.

You fall into a slumber, happy to be resting after nothing but bickering and loud cheers all day.

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Sorry this took a little longer, I wasn't really planning to post it two days ago but tumblr freaked out and did it anyway even though it still wasn't finished, but it is now! I'm trying to post these fics more often and hopefully be more consistent about it. Requests are still currently closed and I'll try to get to the ones that were sent months ago.

#tangerine bullet train #lemon bullet train #aaron taylor johnson #lemon x reader #tangerine x reader #brian tyree henry #fluff #gender neutral reader #bullet train 2022 #bullet train #atj #atj x reader #brian tyree henry x reader

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agirlwithbigdreamsforher · 8 months ago

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Had an idea for a image for the nanny where Andy gets sick with a fever and becomes a big baby 🥺❤️✨

I'm so sorry it took so long to answer this. I saw the annon and tried to write it but I had so much work to do. And then when I finally had the time I was blocked and had no idea what to write! But I finally have it, I hope you like it. Trust me I did my best!

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

BABY ANDY

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: After Lily got sick, Jake followed and of course it was only a matter of time the head of the family was sick too.

Warnings: None, I think.

A/N: English is not my first language and I was tired when I wrote this, so I’m sorry for any mistake this may have. Enjoy!

Word count: 1612

Disclaimer: I do not give permission for any of my works to be copied, used, translated nor reposted anywhere else but here on this blog. Do not steal what you didn’t work for. Minors and ageless blank blogs don’t interact with me or my works. Reblogs and likes are always welcome. Thank you for reading this work of fiction.

GIF'S NOT MINE, you can find the credits underneath it. If you are wondering why the gif is a bear, it's cuz Andy is one hehehehe.

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After Lily got better, Jake got a cold. Contrary to her sister, Jake didn’t have a fever, but he had a stuffy nose and his eyes were watery. The little boy had to stay home a couple of days to rest, but after that he went back to school brand as new. Annie knew it was the weather, it was the beginning of December after all, the wind was colder and of course it carried diseases.

Everything was fine for a couple of days until Andy woke up one morning with a sore throat. He didn’t think too much of it and he didn’t mention anything to Annie. He had his usual morning routine, drank his coffee and went to work. But as hours passed he felt more and more sick. His head was pounding, he began to cough and he had a runny nose.

“Mr. Barber?” Meghan, his assistant, knocked softly at the door as she opened it, she had been calling him for a while without getting a response from him. She found Andy drifting off in the middle of the day. “Andy.”

“What?” He lifted his head and Meghan saw his eyes and nose were red and his lips were completely dry.

“My god, go home.”

“I’m fined.” He sorted the files he had on the desk.

“No, you’re not. If Lynn sees you she will send you home. You know how she is when someone is sick.”

“I’m not sick!”

“Really? Then what are those?” Meghan saw the many tissues he had on the desk. “Go home, or I’ll call your wife.”

Andy stared at her not really believing she will do such thing, but Meghan was not joking, and when she saw Andy didn’t move, she went to grab the office phone.

“Fined! I’ll go! But I’m not sick!”

“This is the second time you said “fined” with a very mark D at the end.”

“I don’t like you right now.” Andy said as he stood up and grabbed his things.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I’ll tell Lynn you went home.”

“Danks,” he said, noticing the way he pronounced the word. “Fuck!”

Andy was always very careful so he barely got sick, in fact he hated when he got sick. Andy came back home, his headache was worse than when he left the office and he felt extremely hot.

“Honeyd… this is fucking ridiculous. Babe!” His head and the back of one of his eyes pounded when he screamed his wife’s name.

“Andy?” Annie came out of the kitchen carrying a laundry basket, “My god, you look awful!”

“I love you too.” He said as he walked to the couch and let himself fall on to it.

“What happened?” Annie left the basket on the coffee table.

“Meghan send me home cuz apparently I’m sick.”

“Well you look like crap and your cheeks are flushed, so yeah you must be sick. Let me…” Annie put her hand on her forehead, “You are burning. Go to bed. I’ll be there in a moment.”

“I’m fined!” He rolled his eyes, “Fucking cold…”

“Go to bed and don’t get near Lily!”

“What? That’s abuse!” Annie looked at him with a severe stare and Andy only nodded and went to their room.

By the time Annie walked into the room, Andy was already under the covers and she could only see his hair. She put the glass of water, pills and syrup on the bed side table.

“Andy?” His eyes were closed, “Andy, baby. I need you to sit down so you can take the medicine.”

Andy groaned and sat down, “Ow,ow,ow,ow!”

“What is it?”

“It hurts when I moved.”

“Where?”

“Just…” Andy pointed to his nose and forehead, “all over.”

“Does it hurt here?” Annie put her finger in the small part between his nose and his eye and put pressure.

“OW!!!! Stop that!”

“Don’t be a baby, a barely touch you!”

“Don’t yell! Ow! Fuck.”

“Alright, take these two.” Annie handed him two pills and the glass of water. She saw how Andy chugged them, “And now open wide.”

“For what?”

“The syrup.”

“Na-ah.”

“Open.”

“I don’t want to.” He covered himself with the comforter and whined just like Jake did when he was about to throw a tantrum,

“If you don’t open your mouth I will get a funnel from the kitchen and I’ll stick it in your mouth.” Andy kicked his legs and Annie waited until he finally opened his mouth, she stuck the spoon in his mouth.

“That’s gross.” Andy gagged, “that’s… oh god!”

Andy jumped out of the bed and ran to the bathroom; he kneel in front of the toilet and threw up.

“Are you serious?” Annie said not believing this grown ass man threw up because of a cough syrup. She kneeled next to Andy and rubbed his back. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“Shut up.” He spit onto the toilet. “I hate those things.” He gagged again when he tasted the flavor on his tongue.

“You’ll have to take the pills again.” Annie said in a soft tone and Andy nodded, “Let’s get you back to bed.”

Once in the bed, Andy took another two pills and Annie helped him to arrange the pillows so he could be almost sited on the bed so he could breathe better. Annie kissed his temple when she heard Lily on the monitor.

“Try to rest. I’ll be back later.” But Andy grabbed her wrist.

“Where you going?”

“Lily is waking up, and I need to finish some things before I leave to pick up Jake.”

“What?”

“No, you can’t leave. You can’t leave me alone.”

“Why?”

“What if I die?”

“hehehe I don’t think you’re gonna die.”

“I feel like I’m dying.”

“Andy it’s just a common cold.” She kissed his temple again, “I’ll be in the room next door. If you need anything, just scream.”

“My head hurts when I yell.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”

Annie went to the bathroom to wash her hands before going to Lily’s room who was now fully awake kicking her chubby legs in the air.

“Hello, princess.” She said as she lifted Lily up, “Guess what?” She kissed her chubby cheek, “Your daddy is sick. So we must be quiet so he can slee…”

Her monologue was interrupted by the sound of some sort of bell.

“What the hell?” Annie said and turned to see Lily, “Sorry.” The sound filled her ears again, it came from their bedroom. She walked there holding Lily and saw Andy under the covers, with his arm lifted holding his phone.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Andy uncovered his head and looked at his wife.

“It worked.” He sniffed, “I need you.”

“How does your phone make that sound?”

“It’s an app.”

“You should be sleeping, not searching for app of bells.”

“Pleeeeease.”

“No.”

Andy moved her phone and the bell began to sound again this time louder and Lily did not like the sound at all. Her face scrunched and a loud scream came out of her mouth.

“Nice job, Andy.” Annie began to bounce Lily, “Shhhh, let’s get out of here.” She took Lily to her nursery until she calm down, put the pacifier on her mouth and left her alone to come back to Andy.

“She is calm now.” Annie said as she walked into the room, “I can’t believe you search for an app with a bell sound, I am not your maid! I have things to do and you are acting like a fucking child!”

When she turned she was met with Andy’s watery eyes, who sniff before tears ran down his cheeks, “Oh god! Andy I’m sorry.” She climbed on her side of the bed. Andy was fully crying, “Don’t cry.”

“You hate me.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“Yes,” He sniffed once more, “you do.” He cleaned his nose with the back of his hand, “I’m dying and you don’t care.”

“Oh my god.” Annie rolled her eyes, “I don’t hate you, and you’re not dying. You need to sleep. I’m sure that you’ll feel a lot better when you wake up.”

“If I sleep you’re gonna leave.”

“uh, yes cuz’ a have things to do.”

“See!”

“Ok, alright.” She pinched the bridge of her nose, I’ll text Sophie, “She took her phone, “and ask her to pick up Jake, she’s picking up Louis anyway.” Andy saw how she send the text and smiled to her. “Happy?”

“I want cuddles.”

“Of course you do.” Annie hugged him and began to hum a tune. “Close your eyes, and try to rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.” She kissed him on the cheek and soon after Andy’s eyes finally shut down.

7 p.m. Annie was in the kitchen cutting potatoes for the dinner.

“You promised you be there when I woke up.” Andy said making Annie turned.

“I told you I had things to do.” She smiled when she saw Andy looked a bit better than earlier. “How is my big baby?”

“I need more cuddles.”

“You think you can wait till after dinner?” Andy nodded with a big, tired smile on his face, “Cool! I’m making you a special noodle soup.” Andy smiled lovingly to her. “On the meantime,” Annie went to the fridge, “Here is some string cheese and a juice, go watch TV.”

“I’m not a child.”

“Ok, then. Can I get those back?”

“No, they’re mine!”

“Dinner will be ready soon.” She smiled and saw Andy walked to the living room, “And don’t get near the kids!” A small groaned was all she heard before Andy disappeared in the hallway.

#andy barber fanfic #andy barber #annie johnson #andy x annie #andy x reader #andy barber x reader #the nanny fic #jacob barber #andy barber fanfiction #the nanny au #lily barber

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thenighttrain · 2 years ago

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covid test came back negative but i have a headache, sore throat, cough and a runny nose i feel AWFUL and i have a flight in 4 days. pray 4 me

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sillybitchdisorder · 7 months ago

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hey guys fun tip please wear a mask if ur cleaning w bleach/bleach based products

i accidentally inhaled a Lot of the fumes from it n now it feels like i have an Awful head cold n from the bit of research i did itll prolly be like this for like a week or two !! i feel like such shit !! runny nose, headache, sore throat, coughing, sneezing !!

please be careful when using cleaning chemicals cause i was not and i am facing the consequences of my own actions <3

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queenofthekings · 1 year ago

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I really have no idea what's wrong with me right now; I have a sore throat, a runny nose and a bit of a headache. But I literally haven't been around ANYONE who's sick.

But either way, I feel god awful so I'm gonna be kind of silent on here today but I'll be on Discord if people need me <3

#buffy speaks

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polyhexian · 5 months ago

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Ran out of one of my meds on Saturday so I had none for Sunday and the pharmacy closed before I could go; and so Monday I was off and sick from that until my roommate picked some up for me. ALSO my body started trying to have a period yesterday for some reason. I have an IUD so it really only meant slightly orange pee and for whatever reason shockingly bad back pain. And ALSO I got a cold or something from my flight. So yesterday was AWFUL. Today at least my drugs have stabilized and my back pain has faded from a 7 to a 3-4 but I still have stuffed up sinuses, a runny nose, a persistent headache, brain fog, General Malaise, body aches, back pain, sore throat.... I'm just straight up not having a good time rn

Am sick

#and i still need more animators for my map! DX

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snifflesandchills · 2 years ago

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Snzarios for Every Month.

I’m also going to do one for sicknesses in general, rather than just colds.

January 🎄

So many people get sick right after the holidays, after exposure to countless colds and germs, and the stress of the season. Maybe a relative was sick, or maybe someone at Walmart while you were doing your last-minute Christmas shopping. Either way, you’re down with a bad head cold.

A stuffy, runny nose

Sneezes that are so tickly they coax more sneezes out.

Every time you sniffle, you can feel congestion going down the back of your sore throat 😣

Headache from constant sneezing and coughing. It throbs with every stifled sneeze, but you can’t stop stifling because then someone else might catch your germs and come down with a bad cold of their own.

What would a winter cold be without chills? And a fever just high enough to make you feel sooo sickkkkk 😩

February ❄️

I catch the messiest colds ever in February, I don’t know why. Like, there was only one February (2021) since I can remember that I didn’t get an awful cold. Idk why 😬 oop

Potential low-grade fever, but constant chills.

Achy throat, head, chest, and basically everything else,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Nose is completely stuffed up, but somehow runs like a faucet? 🤨 messy af

Sneezing continuously, getting rid of a ton of thick, gooey snot, but still not doing anything to help the congestion.

A cough, just so your throat will continue to hurt

So incredibly tired from the sneezing, sniffling, and snot production

March ⛅️

So many people are getting sick as the weather starts to change and snow starts to melt, kicking off allergy season. Sneezy season pushes on.

Headache

Chills, but no fever

Congestion. Plugged, snotty nose and sneezing, a cough, discomfort in general. You are a complete snot monster, but you can’t help it. You can only blame whoever gave you such a horrible cold.

April 🌧

April showers bring May flowers, but they also bring bouts of spring colds. The weather is beginning to get nicer, but you have to be stuck in bed with a bad cold.

Fever and aches. Not the kind of fever that makes you solely cold, but the kind that makes you sweat and have goosebumps simultaneously. As for aches, think head, throat, chest, legs, arms, everything.

A head that’s so stuffed up that the sufferer can’t breathe, let alone sneeze normally. With every breath, they can feel everything shifting grossly inside of their head.

May 💐

Why do I feel like everyone catches the sniffles at the end of the school year?

A runny, slightly sniffly nose that’s just stuffy enough for them to sound congested, and for their exhaled to feel uncomfortably hot against their skin.

Sneezing, a result of the snotty, itchy nose.

A sight, irritated cough

June 💦

Summer break is prime time to swim, but the earlier in the season you do it, the colder the water will be. Keep this in mind, because swimming in cold water can result in a nasty cold.

It would start off with chills. Your body would try to warm up, but eventually a fever would start to set in.

Your nose would begin running when you were in the water, but it wouldn’t stop when you got out. It would completely stuff you up within a few hours.

A headache/body aches from shivering for hours on end. No amounts of medicine, blankets, or hot tea can warm you up.

Sneezing excessively. By excessively, I mean, not being able to stop and needing to wipe your face after each one because they are so messy.

Coughing, but only after you blow your nose, because of the irritation.

A sore throat and glands from all of the sneezing and coughing and being sick in general.

July 🔥

Everyone around seems to be sick with something. Staying up on the Fourth of July might have been your body’s last straw. Say hello to a gross, streaming summer cold.

A fever, which causes you to sweat and shiver simultaneously. It’s ninety degrees, whatever. A heavy sweatshirt would make you feel better.

An extremely stuffy nose which only runs at inconvenient times.

Stuffy sneezes, which the sufferer is constantly trying to ward off so the others won’t notice the monster of a cold they’ve come down with.

A bad, congested cough, just to make hiding their illness harder.

Bonus points! The sufferer is constantly ducking off to blow their nose or cough away from the rest of the group because being sick embarrasses them.

August 🏵

One of the hottest months of the year, hypothetically a month you shouldn’t get sick during. But after a long, busy summer, your immune system needed a day off. Unfortunately, that day was long enough to land you with a stuffy head cold. Oops.

A nose so stuffy that sniffling does absolutely nothing. No matter how hard you try, nothing moves, untiiillllllll it starts running uncontrollably.

Stuffy sneezes to partner with the congestion 😌

Exhaustion. That’s it, exhaustion.

September 📓

Everyone is going back to school and getting exposed to all sorts of new germs. Despite best efforts to avoid sick people, a snotty cold is practically inevitable.

There just had to be a very runny and stuffy nose

A headache

Sore throat

Just enough sneezing to tell everyone you’re sick ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

October ☔️

Imagine getting caught in a cold autumn rainstorm, getting chilled to the bone, and coming down with a vicious cold as a result of it.

stuffy/runny nose, of course, because that’s what cold weather does to you.

sore throat that makes you sound so hoarse 🥺

head/body aches

fever and chills

an unimaginable amount of congestion

a cough caused by the congestion

constant, excessive sneezing, each causing a wet, inescapable mist of cold germs to rain down on anyone nearby. and no, tissues do nothing to contain the sneezes, because they are far too messy.

November 🎃

okie so I can’t actually think of anything except !! catching a chill on Halloween that knocks you down with a huge cold.

stuffy/runny nose

sore throat

headache

a constant chill and a slight fever

constant sneezing

December 🚎

The darkest, dampest month, perfect for getting sick. The snow is getting more frequent, and it’s not uncommon for you to get stuck in it waiting for a bus. Once you get on the bus, you’re in close quarters with a bunch of sick people, like it or not. The worst chest cold of your life is on its way.

A sniffly nose

A sore throat and hoarse voice

A ton of congestion and a bad cough that makes the congestion and hoarseness obvious

Even the sneezes sound hoarse and stuffy 🥺

On top of that, a headache and fever because of how sick you are. The fever makes you shiver and sweat and sleep and feel absolutely miserable.

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livingdeadmlm · 2 years ago

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Reader/Wammu? Imagine that Wammu is allergic to pollen, dust, and the like and has suffered from it since childhood. Back then, when he was traveling, there was nothing but Kars' potions, and that helped little and only slightly lessened the symptoms of the allergy. But now that Wammu and the others are staying with their friend, he can have nasal drops, throat/nasal spray and pills to relieve his condition and the pillarmen like it

I love this idea of an actual gods only weakness being allergies it gets a giggle out of me. I’ve been having horrible allergies so I’m basing this off of my own experience

He loves and respects nature

However, spring was his most dreaded time of year for as long as he could remember

The constant headaches, his throat being sore, and constant runny nose it was terrible

The only moments of relief were other seasons and when Kars would give him some sort of remedy but that would only last for a little while

Now that they were staying with you it hadn’t crossed wammus mind to bring up this curse he was given during spring

One morning, as you were making food for the men you had realized wammu, was still in bed

“Kars is wammu okay? It’s not like him to stay in bed so long..”

Kars didn’t look up from his book as he explained the sickness that came with spring wammu had been getting for years

“Humanity brags of their evolution and accomplishments but we’ve found no cure for such a thing.”

“Oh! Poor guy has allergies! Gosh, we have plenty of stuff to fight it, I’ll run to the store right now, keep an eye on the pot please.”

Turing the stove to the lowest temperature you got ready to head out

“I’ll be back soon!” You locked the door behind you keys in hand, ready to help your poor friend fight his allergies.

Once you made it home it had only been a 30-minute trip to the local drug store by your apartment.

Walking back up the steps you were greeted by Kars watering the plants he kept outside of your door.

“Hey, Kars! Has wammu left his room yet?”

He stood up straight thinking for a second, “briefly to use the restroom but that’s all.”

You nodded and stepped into the apartment heading right to wammus room.

Knocking softly on the door you heard a raspy “come in”

“Heyyy wammu I heard you weren’t feeling well so I got you a few things!” With a sniff, he sat up propping his back against the mountain of pillows he had accumulated over time.

You joined him on his bed and beckoned him to come closer. The crinkling of the bag got his attention. He hugged his knees as he watched you rummage around the bag

“Do you have a stuffy nose or a sore throat?”

“Both.”

“Oh… okay so first we’ll do some vicks, do you want me to put it on you, or would you rather do it yourself?”

He eyed the blue container as you opened it allowing him to look at the clear paste. “Could you do it? I don’t know where this goes..” with a slight cough he sat completely up

“Okay! I hope you don’t mind me touching you 'cause this goes on your chest and back.” He nodded and you took that as an okay for you to go ahead.

Taking the cool medicine you rubbed it across his chest and down his back adding a touch of it under his nose

He took a deep breath and a large smile spread across his face

“Oh wow, I can breathe! This stuff is great!”

“We aren’t done yet! I have something for your throat it’ll feel a little weird but trust me okay?”

He nodded as you opened the box pulling out a spray bottle with a green liquid moving inside of it

You shook the bottle and smiled at him to ease any worry he might’ve had, “alright this stuff taste pretty gross so be ready to spit it out,” You pointed to his trash can and popped off the lid to the bottle “Alright big guy open up.”

He opened his mouth and immediately you sprayed the minty medicine to the back of his throat

His nose scrunched as he turned to spit it out, “oh that is awful what’s it meant to do??”

“Well it numbs your throat so you can’t feel it should start working about now” you saw his eyes widen, and with a big smile on his face he sighed

“I feel so much better (name) ah I must repay you for such remedies you provided me!”

“Well you can repay me by finally leaving your room, come on dinner will be ready in a few!”

When he stepped out of the room the others were impressed by how much better wammu was looking and feeling

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jessybarnes · 2 years ago

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Soft Touches and Nose Kisses

Title: Soft Touches and Nose Kisses

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1,837

Tags: FLUFF, nose kisses, Bucky has a cold, medicine, pills, worried Steve, clingy Bucky, pet names, maybe a curse word or two?, and I think that’s it.

Written For: @stuckybingo, @sebastianstanbingo, and @lgbtqbingo

Squares Filled: N2 - Nose Kisses for Stucky Bingo // O4 - Fluff for Sebastian Stan Bingo // O4 - Stucky for LGBTQ+ Bingo

Beta(s): T. Thompson and A. DiLorenza

Title Card: Yours Truly

Bucky feels awful.

His head is pounding as he forces his eyes open. It's still dark out and the space next to him is empty and cold. Steve isn't back from his solo mission, so it has to be pretty early in the morning still. Bucky rolls over and sure enough, the bold, red numbers on the digital clock read two thirty in the morning.

He shivers and wraps the comforter tighter around his body. The oscillating fan in the corner of their room isn't helping his situation, but he can't bring himself to move. Every time he blinks it feels like someone is hitting him in the head with a hammer and he knows he needs to take some medicine, but the thought of sitting up is less than appealing.

Finally, after a few minutes, he decides that the pain in his head is greater than his stubbornness to stay in his cocoon of blankets. Bucky slowly maneuvers himself so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed and tries to ignore the ache in his muscles as he stands up. He blindly shuffles toward their ensuite bathroom and feels along the wall for the light switch. The room instantly becomes bright and it makes him sneeze almost immediately.

Bucky whimpers and grabs a Kleenex to blow his nose. He tosses it in the trash can next to the toilet and takes a look at himself in the mirror. His eyes are red-rimmed, his skin is clammy, his face is pale, and all he wants is for his boyfriend to come home and hold him.

Not wanting to stand on the cold bathroom tile any longer, he grabs the NyQuil bottle from the medicine cabinet and takes the appropriate dose. As soon as he swallows he feels the familiar painful scratchiness in his throat. God, he hasn’t felt this bad in ages.

Grabbing the box of tissues, he flips the light off and pads down the hallway toward their living room. If he’s going to be miserable, then he might as well do it watching TV.

The soft glow of the early morning infomercials offer Bucky enough light to get himself in a comfortable position. Well, as comfortable as he can be without Steve.

Now that he's more coherent, he takes note of his laundry list of symptoms. Sore throat, headache, sore muscles, probably a fever but he's not getting back up now that he's laying down again, and he doesn't know how it's possible, but one side of his nose is stuffed up while the other is runny.

Bucky now realizes he should have listened to Steve when he told him to get the flu shot, but in his defense, he thought it would make him sick. Well, the jokes on him now.

He can feel the medicine starting to kick in and his eyes begin to droop. A combination of the low volume from the TV and the chorus of the crickets outside finally lull Bucky back to sleep.

Steve sighs as the front door clicks shut behind him. He's beyond exhausted and can't wait to get out of his uniform. He tosses his keys into the small bowl on the table next to him and kicks off his boots. Nothing sounds more appealing right now than curling up next to his love and sleeping the early morning hours away.

That's when he notices the flickering light from the TV screen. Steve frowns and quietly walks into the room. It's unlike Bucky to sleep out here, and he can only hope he hasn't had one of his nightmares. The thought of not being home to comfort his boyfriend makes his heart ache.

Steve stops, his eyes taking in the scene before him. Bucky is sleeping on his back, his mouth open as he snores lightly. The kleenex box from their bathroom is resting on his stomach and there's a pile of tissues strewn haphazardly next to his head, the coffee table, and the floor.

He carefully leans over Bucky, his lips pressing a chaste kiss to his nose as his hand gently touches his cheek. Steve's eyes go wide at how hot his love's skin is to the touch. He doesn't want to, but waking him up to take medicine takes priority.

“Sweetheart?” Steve kisses his nose again, a little harder this time, “come on, baby. I need you to wake up for me, okay?”

Bucky whines and squeezes his eyes tight, “don’t want to.”

His voice is hoarse and when he coughs Steve’s concern deepens. “I know you don’t, honey, but we’ve got to get your fever to come down. You’re burnin’ up.”

Reluctantly, the brunette sits up and holds onto his boyfriend’s waist for support. Truthfully, his only motivation for moving is the realization that if he complies Steve will finally cuddle him, and that’s honestly all he wants. He knows he’s being a bit pathetic, but in his defense, he doesn’t get sick often. And when he does, it’s usually pretty bad.

Steve rubs soothing circles on his back for a moment before tucking his hands under Bucky’s arms and slowly pulling him to his feet. He takes his time to steady him so he doesn’t fall, holding him close to his chest. His metal hand comes to rest over Steve’s heart as he nuzzles into his neck “There we go, Buck. I know you don’t feel good, but I promise as soon as we take your temperature and take some medicine we can go lay down and I’ll hold you until you fall asleep.”

It takes some time, but finally Steve is able to get James back in their bed. He takes the comforter off and assures him that it’s for his own good. “Baby, you can’t have the heavy blanket because all of the heat you’re generating will get trapped and your fever won’t break.”

“But Stevie,” his lip quivers and it’s enough to break the blonde’s heart, “I-I’m so c-cold.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he coos. “I know. I know you’re cold. Just give me five minutes to take your temperature and get you some medicine and then I’ll warm you up, okay?”

James nods; albeit reluctantly and watches Steve disappear into the bathroom. He’s only gone for a couple of minutes, but for him it’s too long. Finally, he comes back with a glass of water, some cold medicine, and the thermometer.

“Alright, baby, I’m gonna need you to put this under your tongue so we can figure out how high your fever is. Can you open up for me?” Steve waits until Bucky does what he’s asked and carefully slips the tip of the device under his tongue. “That’s good. Now close for me…there we go.”

A few moments later it beeps and Steve holds it under the light so he can see the numbers. James watches his brow crease with worry and clears his throat, “what’s the damage?” His boyfriend turns the thermometer around and it takes a moment for his eyes to focus, but once they do he pouts. “One hundred and one point three? But I don’t wanna be sick.”

“I know, Buck,” Steve sits on the edge of the bed and smooths the hair away from his eyes, “that’s why I need you to take these pills so you can feel better and get some sleep.”

Bucky shakes his head, “but it hurts to swallow.”

“Baby, if you want to feel better you have to take them. The only way you’re going to feel better is by getting sleep, staying hydrated, and occasionally taking cold medicine.” He kisses his nose for the third time since he’s been home and looks into his love’s tired eyes. “Can you do it for me, sweetheart? I swear as soon as you’ve finished this glass of water I’ll wrap my arms around you and hold you as long as you want me to.”

James holds out his hand and waits for his boyfriend to give him the pills and then takes the glass of water in the other one. For a few moments he just stares at the liquid menacingly while Steve rubs his thigh encouragingly. Finally, he sighs, pops the capsules into his mouth, and winces while chugging the entire glass.

Steve takes the empty cup and sets it on the nightstand, a soft smile on his face. “Good job, honey. Thank you. Now, let me get this suit off and then we can snuggle, okay?”

Bucky nods and curls himself into a ball, his body shivering uncontrollably from the lack of covers. Not even five minutes later, strong arms envelope him and it’s the most content he’s felt all night. “...mmm so warm…”

“I got you, Buck.” Steve presses a sweet kiss into the brunette’s hair and holds him as close as possible. “I promise you’ll feel better soon.”

It only takes ten minutes until he hears Bucky snoring lightly again. The blonde lets out a breath of relief and runs his nails gingerly up and down his sweetheart’s back. They stay like that, locked in an embrace until Steve is certain that he’s not going to wake up. Once he’s absolutely sure he pulls away only slightly to watch him sleep.

Bucky’s mouth is open, a little bit of drool pooling on his arm, but Steve doesn’t care. He isn’t shivering anymore, which is good, but his nose is red and raw from constantly blowing it and his lips are chapped from his lack of fluid intake. That’s when he gets an idea. When they were little kids, he’d always been sickly and he remembers how James’ Mom would make him hot tea with lemon.

As carefully as he can without waking him, Steve slides out of bed and quietly makes his way to their kitchen. He gathers the necessary things and starts a pot of boiling water on the stove. Once it’s ready he adds tea bags and begins to stir it. Ten minutes later, the room smells of fresh tea and the lemon that he just finished cutting up. Steve grabs one of the thermoses from the cabinet and fills it up with tea, honey, sugar, and a couple of lemon wedges before closing it up tight so it stays warm.

Making his way back to their bedroom, he’s relieved to find Bucky still sound asleep. He sets the thermos on the bedside table and climbs back under the covers to hold his sweetheart once more.

If there’s anything in this world that he’d do for the rest of his life, it’d be taking care of Bucky. He lives for it. Maybe it’s because he’s been in love with him for as long as can remember, or maybe it’s because he still feels guilty for that fateful day James fell from the train and endured all of the torture from Hydra. Probably a little of both, but whatever the case, he knows he’s finally found his purpose in life.

He’s finally found his home.

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genshin-impact-writings · 3 years ago

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Hello! For the event, may I please get a medium cold brew with hazelnut and sugar sprinkles for Albedo?

Hey there, dear anon! I really hope you're still interested in this because it's been quite a while since you sent this in, and I apologize for the long waiting time. Anyway, here's your drink: a medium cold brew with hazelnut and sugar sprinkles. Hope you enjoy! <3

Prompts: hurt/comfort, character A taking care of character B, "Stay with me. Please." + "Shh. Don't cry. Please don't cry." (400 followers event: JJ's coffee shop)

Get well soon – Albedo x gn!reader

The feeling of a warm, soft hand gently brushing against your forehead woke you up from your fitful slumber. You couldn’t even remember closing your eyes but the weird dreams that still replayed in the back of your mind suggested that you dozed off a while ago.

You slowly opened your eyes, trying to fight back the urge to close them again immediately when you blinked against the harsh light of the ceiling lamp. Another piece of evidence that you had actually fallen asleep because when you had curled up on the sofa a couple of hours ago, the sun had still been high in the sky. Now, it was completely dark outside; you could hear the rain pounding against the window and the faint sound of thunder.

With a quiet groan, you covered your eyes with both of your hands to shut out the light. Your head felt like it was going to explode, and the rays of light didn’t really help with that. You were cold, too, although you had wrapped two blankets around your body and were dressed in the warmest pajamas you owned.

“You’re awake.”

You turned your head and met Albedo’s gaze. His hand was still resting on your forehead, warm and soothing, almost as if his mere touch was enough to ease the throbbing pain behind your skull. You managed to put on a smile and cleared your throat, albeit it didn’t stop your voice from sounding hoarse and raspy when you spoke. “Hey.”

“I’m sorry for waking you,” he apologized quietly. “But I prepared some dinner and I figured you could need something to eat. Not eating anything won’t make you recover any faster, love,” he added, very well aware that you couldn’t care less about dinner. Over the past few days, you had barely eaten anything, only a few spoonsful of soup and a small bowl of fruit salad he had prepared for you in the morning.

“I’m fine,” you mumbled and tried to smile at him, although it was more than obvious that you were lying. Your eyes were red-rimmed and puffy, you had to deal with a runny nose and a sore throat as well as a terrible headache that seemed to get worse with every minute that passed. Every bone in your body was aching when you moved and whenever you had tried to get up on that day, the world around you had started to spin. You felt absolutely miserable, and there wasn’t a way you could deny it, no matter how much you wanted to pretend that everything was okay. And you were well aware that Albedo knew exactly how awful you were feeling, judging by the way he looked at you, his pretty eyes filled with concern.

“You don’t have to lie to me,” he said softly as he brushed a strand of hair from your forehead. “You can tell me how you feel.”

You let out a sigh; a sigh you regretted immediately when you felt the familiar itch in your throat. Trying to suppress a cough, you covered your mouth with your hand and took a deep breath but only a few seconds later, you fell into another fit of coughing.

Next thing you knew was that Albedo shoved a mug into your other hand. “Hot lemonade,” he explained. “Sucrose told me it might help. I – I don’t know if it’s any good, I never made something like that before, so-“

You took a sip from the drink. It tasted surprisingly good, and the hot liquid soothed your sore throat almost immediately, easing the urge to cough again. Once again, you cracked a smile at your boyfriend, handing the mug back to him to place it on the coffee table. “Thank you.”

He reached out to gently caress your cheek, his fingers pleasingly cool on your skin. “Don’t mention it. Is there anything else I can get you? Another blanket or some snacks, maybe?”

You lightly shook your head. Just thinking of food made you nauseous, and while another blanket would be nice to warm you up, you really didn’t want Albedo to leave you now. “Just… stay with me. Please.”

A soft smile flashed over his face. “Move over,” he ordered, sitting down next to you, so that you could rest your head in his lap. With your eyes closed, you took another deep breath, indulging in the feeling of having him by your side again. It felt nice to be here with him, especially since the two of you didn’t have the opportunity to spend much time together over the past few weeks. As the Chief Alchemist, Albedo was incredibly busy with his studies and research, and you had taken a few commissions that occupied more time than you had expected initially, so you had barely seen each other as of late. And you were realizing only now how much you had missed him.

Before you even knew what was happening, tears were welling up in your eyes and while you would have done everything to hide them from him in normal circumstances, you didn’t bother with blinking them away now.

“What’s wrong?” Albedo’s voice sounded both alarmed and worried when he realized that you were on the verge of tears as you stared up at him. “Why are you crying? Is there anyth-“

“I missed you,” you interrupted him, your voice cracking slightly at the end of your sentence, and you sat up to wrap your arms around him. “I missed you so much.”

Without any hesitation, Albedo hugged you back. “Shh,” he whispered into your ear, his breath brushing against your skin like a soft caress. “Don’t cry… please don’t cry. I’m here, love.”

You buried your face in the crook of his neck as you snuggled up to him, tears still streaming down your face. “I’m not crying because I’m sad. It’s just – I’m so glad that you’re here with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” he reassured you softly and kissed the top of your head. “I promise.”

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twstgabrielle · 3 years ago

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It had started off simple enough.

Just a few sniffles here and there, nothing to be too concerned about. Then you had started to sneeze which you didn't pay much attention to. After all the seasons were changing so it wasn't unusual that your nose would act up somewhat. Then you started to cough. Like the kind of coughing that made you sound like you were dying. Added with a sore throat and a massive headache it became quite clear that maybe this was more than what you originally thought. That perhaps you may have gotten a nasty cold.

But you would never admit it.

Oh hell no. You were a strong, independent person with a ton of responsibilities to do like taking care of your friends and Grimm or keeping an eye on the other dorms in case something like God forbid an Overblot occurred. You couldn't afford getting sick. So like the stubborn person you were, you continued your everyday life, getting sicker and sicker. And of course your friends began to grow concerned, especially your roommate Grimm.

"Hey minion! You sound awful! You're not dying are you???"

The feline yowled into your ear, making your headache worse. You reached within yourself for patience to deal with Grimm. While you loved him to death sometimes you really just wanted to shake him. Just a little.

"I'm fine. Now quit shouting please you're too loud-"

You'd begun to say only to start coughing and wheezing, your hand covering your mouth. Grimm flinched at the noise. You sounded horrible, what with the froggy sounding voice, sneezing and hacking. It was obvious that you weren't okay but given that Grimm had never dealt with something like this it was difficult for him to figure out how to help you other than being his usual self.

"Maybe you should stay in the dorm today."

Grimm suggested trying not to let his concerns show through. The look he received from you was not a nice one. Filled with irritation that only someone who was sick and stubborn would show.

"Grimm. I'm fine. I don't have the time to stay in Ramshackle and miss school. So let's just get our things and go."

You crocked putting an end to it. Grimm looked at you, ears flickering nervously before letting it go. The small monster knew he couldn't argue with you on this, so he decided to keep an eye on you. After all if you went down then he couldn't become the greatest mage to ever live. That and he may or may not care about you. But he wouldn't tell you that. Gathering your things the two of you headed out to get to class, the chilly autumn air hitting you full force and making you shiver. Tugging your coat tighter around you and making sure Grimm was secured within said coat, you locked up Ramshackle and went to class.

~~~~~

Ace Trappola was not the most observant person in the world. He preferred to stay in his own business and not get into things that would make his life harder then it needed to be. Which was ironic given that he was friends with you and the others who just like him were magnets for trouble. However today while he was waiting for you and Grimm to show up with the others he quickly took notice that something was off about you when you had finally gotten to them. Your eyes were somewhat glassy and unfocused, your cheeks red and your breathing seemed whistley. Your hair was a mess somewhat almost as if you were too tired to bother with it and you kinda moved like a zombie. The red head was instantly alert, and it seemed like he wasn't the only one who noticed the changes in you as the rest of the group went quiet.

"(Y/N).....! Are you alright??? You look awful!"

Deuce said instantly concerned about you. Jack stared at you in an imitating mother like manner while Epel and Sebek just looked at you baffled and concerned.

"(Y/N) you're face is all red, are you alright?"

Epel asked already reaching out to touch your face to make sure you were alright.

"Human you look horrid!"

Sebek said in a shout, making you flinch at his tone. Jack moved closer and just like Epel touched your face.

"You're burning up."

He stated his amber eyes sharp. Epel let out a small gasp when he felt your cheeks as well.

"He's right! You're burning up! Why are you out here???"

Epel asked sounding like a scolding mother. It reminded Ace of Vil scarily enough. Reddish brown eyes met your (E/C) ones.

"You're sick. You should be laying down, not wandering around in the cold. Grimm why didn't you stop them?"

Ace asked annoyed somewhat. Grimm seemed to huff and was about to snap at Ace when you'd finally seemed to snap out of your sickly stupor and glare at the group annoyed.

"I'm here because I'm fine and Grimm is not my parent so he can't tell me what to do. Now if y'all are done crowding me and making so much noise then we should be heading to class. You know Professor Trein hates it when we're late."

You snapped somewhat. Your friends quickly backed off slightly startled by your irritation and your voice. You sounded like a choking frog due to coughing so much and your runny nose. Before any of them could stop you, you were already pushing your way through them to head to class. But as you went to move faster than you were, you quickly grew dizzy and began to stumble forward. You would have hit the ground if Deuce didn't step in and grab you.

"(Y/N)!"

Your friends called your name in surprise and concern. You felt like the world was spinning and your head was pounding harshly. You were so out of it that you didn't even notice that you were being picked up by Jack to had taken you from Deuce.

"That's enough you're going to the infirmary. Ace, Deuce go to Professor Trein and let him know that (Y/N) and Grimm won't be in class today due to being sick. Epel, Sebek go on ahead and let the nurse know that (Y/N) is coming to the infirmary. I'll be right behind you as soon as I got their things and them situated."

Jack said. He got various acknowledgements from each of them before they went off to go do what was asked of them. You weakly tried to push Jack away from you but obviously it didn't work. The wolf picked you up bridal style, your bag with your school on his shoulder. Grimm was slightly panicking, not used to things like this.

"Are they going to be okay??? They're......they're not dying right.....?"

Grimm asked, the question he'd asked you this morning becoming an actual concern. What if you were dying? Humans, especially magic less ones were quite fragile he'd come to learn while living with you. And the last thing he wanted was to lose you. You were his family if he was being completely honest. Jack gave Grimm a look, his ears flickering slightly.

"They'll be okay. They just have a cold. We just need to get them to the nurse so they can rest and get better."

He said in what he hoped was a reassuring tone. Grimm seemed to take it and he sagged a bit in relief however he still glanced at you nervously. Jack began to make his way towards the infirmary, keeping a tight grip on you. You on the other hand just laid your head on his chest, coughing harshly and snuggling into him for warmth.

"You really are an idiot sometimes...."

Jack mumbled as he jogged towards the infirmary where you could hopefully get better.

~~~~~

The infirmary was filled with a few students when Epel and Sebek burst through the doors startling them. The nurse turned towards the disturbance, ready to chew someone out when she saw the two boys.

"Our friend....! They're really sick and we need help....!"

Epel wheezed trying to catch his breath. Sebek just nodded, ready to fight for a bed space should he have to. He wasn't above it, not when his friend was in need. The nurse was quick to respond.

"Alright I'll get a bed ready for them. You two go sit down and I'll bring you some water."

The nurse responded before hurrying off to do her tasks. It was only a few minutes later when Jack came in with you and Grimm. Epel and Sebek looked up to see if you were okay when the nurse came back in and quickly ushered the trio to one of the open beds.

"Lay them down here, and then go wait by the desk. I'll take a look at your friend."

She said shooing them out once you were placed on the bed. The three boys sat down slightly on edge by everything. While they maybe overeating somewhat they couldn't help it. You'd been sick for a good while and seeing you trip over your own feet due to a dizzy spell and hearing you literally hack up your lungs had not helped the situation at all. Shortly after they'd sat down to wait Ace and Deuce came into the infirmary, looking breathless like they'd ran all the way.

"Professor Trein says that (Y/N) and Grimm are excused. How are they?"

Deuce asked as he sat down next to Epel. Ace plopped down next to Sebek, running a hand through his messy reddish brown hair.

"We were just told to sit here and wait. The nurse is checking them over now."

Epel replied quietly as to not disturb the other students in the infirmary. Deuce nodded leaning back into his chair. The group of five sat there silently, catching their breath and waiting for the nurse. After what had felt like forever when in reality it was only a few minutes the nurse finally came back out.

"Well your friend has caught a nasty, nasty cold. I'm guessing that due to the autumn air, possibly stress from working so much and a few other things made them get sick. The best thing to do is to let them rest and take some cold medicine. Otherwise your friend is fine."

The nurse said with a smile. The boys sagged with relief glad it was nothing serious.

"We'll make sure they do."

Deuce said determined. The nurse smiled again before going to check on the other students in the infirmary. The group made a silent agreement then. They'd make sure that you got better and did as you were told until you finally became well again. You were their companion after all and you'd helped them out more times than they could count. The lest they could do was help you out as well.

~~~~~

When the boys had finally gotten you back to your dorm with the medicine the nurse gave to them, it was no surprise that the news of you being sick made its way around the school. You were pretty famous after all what with the Overblots and whatnot.

"Ahhh (Y/N) really is a reckless thing aren't they?"

Cater said, somewhat concerned. Trey gave a nod of agreement while Riddle silently fumed at your reckless behavior.

"It doesn't surprise me. (Y/N) is always working hard and never really took breaks. It's a miracle it took them this long to catch a cold."

Trey responded looking through his cookbook.

"Honestly, you'd think that the Prefect would know better. Great Seven they gave Ace and Deuce quite a scare."

Riddle said remembering how the duo had bursted into Professor Trein's classroom that morning and told him what had happened.

"Yeah they really did. But at least it's nice to know that they care about the Prefect under all their attitude."

Cater said with a smile. Trey smiled as well somewhat proud of the freshmen. Riddle just nodded in agreement.

"When they come back we should have them bring them some soup. Once I find the recipe we'll send a bowl of it with Ace and Deuce."

Trey said flipping through his cookbook some more. Riddle looked over his vice dorm leader's shoulder, looking slightly interested while Cater smiled a sudden beaming smile.

"I can take pictures of the soup and post them to my page. Plus I think (Y/N) will get a kick out of Riddle in the kitchen helping us out."

Cater teased. Riddle sputtered going slightly red in embarrassment while Trey silently laughed.

~~~~~

Rook watched as Vil looked at a few pieces of clothing, his amethyst hues staring at the clothing critically. The dorm leader was looking for a warm sweater that was about your size. After hearing that you'd gotten sick Vil had been rather quick in going into his famous mom mode as you'd dubbed it. The hunter made his way towards his companion, green eyes amused at how dedicated Vil was to finding you the perfect sweater.

"Any luck Roi du Poison?"

Rook asked curiously.

"Not really. I'm trying to figure out if this one will work best for (Y/N). The sweater they own is rather worn out, and it's getting colder. They really are mindless about these things, it's no wonder they'd gotten ill."

Vil said in a somewhat irritated manner. However Rook knew that under Vil's irritation was legitimate concern for you. You were always trying to help out everyone yet you always seemed to neglect yourself. So hearing that you'd gotten sick had made many of those who knew you personally grow concerned.

"Ah-ha. Found it."

Vil said grabbing a thick, fluffy sweater from the pile. It was a light lavender color and was somewhat big, with a soft kind of fluffy material. However Vil knew you'd like it given that you'd told him once that you liked oversized sweaters that were soft. Rook gave a nod of approval, a smile on his face.

"They'll love it Roi du Poison! We can send it with Monsieur Cherry Apple."

Rook said as he grabbed a nearby basket to put it in. Vil folded the sweater up with care and placed a jug of Epel's family's apple juice along with it.

"There. Hopefully this will help them feel better."

Vil said satisfied. Rook gave a small smile at the dorm leader and with that the two grabbed the basket and made their way to find Epel.

~~~~~

Ruggie had known Leona for a long time. So seeing the usually lazy lion putting so much effort into something. Especially for someone else. The dorm leader was putting together a fur blanket, that he was going to give to you to keep yourself warm during the night. After all Ramshackle wasn't the best place in the world and what with the chilly autumn nights it wouldn't help you with your cold. So here Leona was with Ruggie watching him in stunned amusement as he tried to make it look somewhat decent.

"Shishishi, who would have thought that you actually cared Leona."

Ruggie said chuckling in amusement. Leona shot him a nasty glare, his green eyes narrowed.

"I just don't want to hear the herbivores complain. It disturbs my naps."

He said stiffly, refusing to say anything more about the subject. Ruggie just snickered knowing that despite Leona's grouchy attitude, it was obvious that he cared about you......even if begrudgingly.

"Whatever you say Leona."

Ruggie said with a mischievous smile, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth. Leona's tail flicked in irritation before he went back to work, grumbling lowly under his breath.

'Stupid Prefect. This had better bring me some peace and quiet.'

~~~~~

Scarabia was a usually hectic place given that Kalim was the dorm leader but today......today the usually chipper teen was even more chaotic than usual. Rushing around the dorm kitchen, Kalim searched among the vast amounts of teas he'd required from people unable to find one specific one. As Kalim searched he didn't take notice of Jamil coming into the kitchen, the vice dorm leader's grey eyes going wide at the sight he saw.

"Kalim what the hell are you doing?"

Jamil asked startling the poor boy. Kalim about jumped out of his skin, ruby red eyes wide as he whirled around towards Jamil. The young man couldn't help but compare Kalim to a deer caught in headlights with his startled expression before the young heir grew sheepish.

"Ah Jamil I was looking for tea...."

Kalim said sounding a bit awkward. Jamil quirked an eyebrow, waiting for Kalim to finish.

"But it's this specific kind of tea. It's the kind you make me when I get sick, the one that helps soothe sore throats. But I can't find it anywhere!"

Kalim finished looking now frustrated by the end of his explanation. Jamil instantly knew what Kalim was asking for and quickly connected the dots when he realized that Kalim probably wanted to give you this tea. It had spread fast the news of you getting a nasty cold, so it wasn't a huge surprise that Kalim the sweet boy, wanted to help you.

"I know where it is. Clean up this mess and I'll be right back."

Jamil said before disappearing from the kitchen to get the tea. Kalim beamed happily and quickly started to clean up his mess, making sure that it was the way it was. By the time Jamil came back with one of the familiar containers full of the tea leaves Kalim about sprung himself onto the young teen.

"Thank you Jamil! You really are a life saver! Hopefully this will help (Y/N) get better!"

Kalim said happily hugging the flustered man.

"O-oi okay I get it-! Get off of me-! Kalim-!"

Jamil said flustered as his face grew red. Kalim just hugged him more, unaware that he was making Jamil go red. The dark haired man realized that Kalim wasn't going to let go so with a somewhat embarrassed look he accepted his fate.

'(Y/N) had better be grateful for this. The things I do....'

Jamil thought. And if his heart raced a tiny bit at Kalim's hug and happiness then that'd be his little secret.

~~~~~

"Eh Azul~ Whatcha doing?"

Floyd asked curious. Jade turned to look at the duo, also curious as to what Azul was doing. The octopus merman was making something, a bright colored liquid of sorts.

"Well if you must know I'm making something known as popsicles."

Azul answered not bothering to look up from his task. The twins exchanged a look, curiosity growing.

"Oh? And why are you making popsicles? Is it a new food item for the lounge?"

Jade asked, a sharp smile on his face.

"More like an experiment of sorts. I'm going to send them to random people to have them taste test."

Azul responded. Floyd suddenly smiled widely looking much like a predator.

"Oh~? So you're making them for Shrimp-Chan?"

Floyd said in a sing song tone. Azul froze and shot Floyd an annoyed look while Jade laughed silently at Azul's expression.

"Oh my, this is a surprise. Making a treat for (Y/N) because they're sick? That's awfully kind of you."

Jade said teasingly. Floyd let out a laugh while Azul huffed.

"Well I am a kind soul.....besides.....if these turn out right......"

Azul said a gleam in his eyes as his glasses flashed.

"Then I can make a profit off of them."

Azul said smiling a little smile. The twins smiled widely, amused by Azul's mindset.

"Ah Azul only you~"

Floyd said as Jade nodded in agreement. The trio continued to talk to one another as Azul made the popsicles, the unsaid affection that they shared for you unsaid. Besides there was nothing wrong with making a possible business move while helping someone else.

~~~~~

Idia stared at his manga collection, eyeing each one closely. He wanted to make sure he picked out a good series for you to read while you were recovering. Something simple that didn't require too much energy to pay attention to. Yet old enough that Idia wouldn't mind if something happened to the book, not that he couldn't replace it plus you much like him cared deeply for manga. So he had no problems letting you borrow them, knowing that you'd take good care of them. Ortho sat on his older brother's bed, holding a stuffed toy that he was planning to give to you to help you feel better.

"Ah w-what about this one?"

Idia asked softly showing Ortho the book. The young boy looked at it critically, golden hues focused on it.

"Hhhh I think they'd like it! It's got good reviews online and it's a simple story, I'm sure that (Y/N) would appreciate it!"

Ortho said in a chipper tone. Idia smiled a crooked smile and gathered the first few volumes of the series to send to you. Ortho placed the stuffed toy, a three headed dog plushie next to the books looking proud of himself.

"H-hopefully this will help them...."

~~~~~

Lilia Vanrouge had lived a long time. And because he lived a long time he had learned quite a bit of knowledge on humans and human illnesses. Especially since he had two sons who were human, (granted one of them was half human but still) and got sick quite often as children. Which is why he was now currently giving advice to Malleus to help him out with trying to help you in your recovery from your illness. The dragon fae was absorbing as much as he could about human illnesses, thinking about what he could do to help you. Silver was laying on the dormitory couch, already having figured out what he would send to you. A comfy pillow for you to sleep on so you could rest. Lilia watched as Malleus got lost in thought, thinking carefully.

"The children of men are so fragile......it makes it rather difficult to figure out what to get them especially when they're sick."

Malleus said softly, expression somewhat troubled. Lilia gave Malleus a small fatherly look and patted his arm.

"You'll figure something out Malleus. (Y/N) will love whatever you give them, that much I'm sure of."

Lilia said with a smile. Malleus just nodded his head before getting up to think about this more. Silver watched as his companion left before turning his amethyst eyes towards his father.

"Do you think he'll really be able to find something old man?"

Silver asked curious. Lilia gave a small knowing smile.

"I'm sure of it. Now let's get our things together to send to the wee beastie. I've got a CD to help them sleep."

Lilia said cheerfully, holding up a copy of the music him and the music club made. Silver shook his head looking unsure.

"I don't think heavy metal will help them sleep."

~~~~~

Ramshackle dorm was dark and quiet when you'd finally woken up from your sick induced sleep. Blinking in a sick way you looked around the room and you were startled to see your friends fast asleep around you. Ace, Sebek and Jack were sleeping on the ground, snoring softly. Epel and Deuce were sleeping up against the couch, snuggled rather closely. Grimm was sleeping on your pillow, snuggled close to you. Even though you were in a sick haze you couldn't help but smile at the scene.

'Good for you Deuce.'

You thought hazy like before you took notice of all the things in your room. Different types of objects and other knickknacks that weren't there before now sat in your room. Confused by all of it you shakily got out of bed to take a look and sucked in a wheezy breath.

Gifts. They were get well gifts.

From all of your friends.

You felt your eyes sting as you were overwhelmed with the sudden affection you felt for your friends from different dorms. They had put in all this effort to help make you feel better and it lowkey made you wanna hunt them all down and smother them with hugs. But unfortunately it would have to wait until you were better. Deciding to save the deep looking through for the morning you looked towards your band of boys and smiled affectionately at their sleeping forms. It warmed your heart to know that your friends cared for you. You made a mental note to figure out a way to make it up to them with all the trouble you may have caused. You were about to go to bed when the familiar sight of fireflies in the Ramshackle graveyard caught your attention.

"Tsunotarou....."

You crocked not really thinking about it as you shakily made your way towards the outside. Later you'd probably regret it but you wanted to see your friend. Wrapping your blanket tightly around your shoulders you made your way outside shivering from the cold. Shivering you made your way to the graveyard and finally caught sight of him.

"Tsunotarou.....what's up....?"

You said voice cracking slightly from your sore throat. Malleus turned towards the sound of your sickly voice, green eyes filled with concern.

"Child of man.....you should be asleep and resting....."

Malleus said his tone soft and worried. You gave him a small smile and sat down next to him, curling close to him to keep warm. The fae prince wrapped his cape around you as soon as you sat down to try and keep you warm.

"I wanted to see you......"

You mumbled shyly, your mouth filter off due to being sick. Malleus went slightly red, looking away from your honesty. You couldn't help but smile at how he was acting before you noticed him reaching for something.

"I'd gotten you a get well gift.....it's not much but I hope it helps."

Malleus said softly before handing you a wrapped package. Curious you opened it and stared at it in shock. Inside was a somewhat awkward looking scarf and hat. It was obvious that it was handmade by the way it was switched together, some of the lines awkward and messy.

"I heard that humans get cold easily so I had decided that perhaps these would help keep you warm. I apologize for the presentation. I am not well versed in making things the human way."

Malleus said looking somewhat embarrassed by his gift. You on the other hand were touched. Feeling your eyes sting again you wiped at them, sniffling due to them and your stuffy nose. Malleus instantly grew concerned thinking he'd done something to upset you when he was met with a smile.

"I love it.....thank you so much Malleus, I can't wait to wear them back to school."

You said in your stuffy voice. Malleus gave you a warm look before helping you up.

"I'm glad you like it (Y/N)......let's get you back to bed. You need to rest and recover."

The tall man said softly. You gave a sleepy nod leaning into him as he transported the two of you back to your room. Helping you into bed, you felt yourself relax and start to drift. Malleus threw the blanket on you making sure you were covered.

"Goodnight beastie. Get well soon."

Malleus's soft voice whispered before a gentle sensation touched your forehead.

'If I didn't know any better......I'd say he just kissed my forehead......'

You thought in a giddy sick daze before finally drifting off to sleep surrounded by your loved ones.

*Ah I didn't mean for this to be so long I just wanted to write some self indulgence. I've caught a nasty cold a few days ago and I've been feeling like shit so I decided to write something to make me feel better I honestly didn't mean to make it so long shdhdhdhfh. Also I may have added some ships. Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!!*

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levis-hazelnut · 4 years ago

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Levi x Reader Too Cute

Summary: taking care of a sick, clingy Levi, who looked very vulnerable and adorable.

"Umm, Squad Leader?" a voice called, so you turned around.

"Yes?" you responded with a smile.

"I think Corporal Levi's crying..."

"What?" Your smile instantly wiped off. "Why?"

"I don't know why. But I heard sniffling and he was under the covers. And I don't think he's gotten out of bed today," Sasha said, as she munched on some food she supposedly stole.

"He was still asleep when I got up..." you murmured to yourself, soon being concerned for him. "Okay. Thank you, Braus. By the way, I'm going to take away your dinner today for stealing food."

"What? Squad Leader!" she whined, but you ignored her and made your way to Levi's office.

When you opened the door and walked into his bedroom, you strolled in to find him under the covers and sniffling as Sasha had mentioned.

"Levi?" you uttered.

"(Y/N)?" His head poked out from under the covers and he didn't look too well, along with his voice; it was rough and hoarse.

"Are you okay?" you said with a soft tone, sitting on the edge of the bed and cupped his face, feeling that he was burning up. "Are you ill?"

"What does it look like?" he grumbled, sniffling once again. You couldn't lie though, he looked too cute with a pout and red nose as his face was the only thing you could see. "I have a f*cking runny nose, my throat is sore, I can't stop coughing and I've got a headache. I can't even get up because my body's too weak right now."

Since he was sick, he had fatigued eyes, but it also seemed as if he was going to cry so you unexpectedly let out an 'aw' which he clicked his tongue at. He looked vulnerable and adorable like a stray puppy, which made you grin.

"Why the hell are you smiling? It's isn't funny," he snapped, and you giggled in response.

"I'm sorry. You're too cute." You pecked his warm lips before standing straight. "I'll get you something to soothe you."

"Wait." He reached for your hand and you subconsciously gripped it tighter. "... Can you stay with me?" he muttered, and you happily accepted his request, bringing his hand to your lips. You took off your shoes and jacket, along with the straps.

He opened up the covers, that he cocooned himself in, and let you climb in before quickly wrapping them around both of you again. As you pulled him close to you, he buried his face in your chest as you stroked his raven locks that still had a sweet fragrance from when he washed it last night. He sniffled a few times and let out some coughs, but you didn't mind.

"Are you sure you don't want anything?" you asked, and he simply nodded in return, only wanting your warmth and comfort. "Can I at least make you some lemon tea or something?"

Sighing, he slightly parted away from you, gazing at you with eyes that you always seem to get lost in. "I can tell you just want to help me, so go get me some tea then."

You grinned. "Okay."

You got out of his bed and tucked him back in, pecking his lips once more before leaving to get him some lemon tea. Once you reached the kitchen, you boiled water, standing as you waited. Soon, the water was done so you poured it into a mug, stirring it with a lemon teabag and you added a drop of honey, taking a small sip to taste it. You were satisfied with it, so you left the kitchen to make your way back to Levi.

Smoke dispersed out of the mug and the warmth of the mug heated your hands up. Upon reaching Levi's room, you found him asleep in the bundle of blankets and covers. So, you set the mug on the bedside table and sat next to where he lay. Sweeping a few of his ebony strands away from his face, you brushed your digits against his cheek, carefully as to not wake him up. He shifted in his sleep when you placed your lips in between his eyebrows and his eyes slowly unlidded, revealing his beautiful grey hues. When you gave him a loving smile, you noticed his orbs soften.

"Sorry. Did I wake you up?" you said quietly.

"It's fine."

"I got your tea."

The Corporal let out a cough and sat up, still enveloped in the blankets as you passed him the mug that was cooler now, and he took a sip of it before another.

"Thank you," he whispered, and you could still hear the weakness in his voice.

"You're welcome, my love."

He soon finished the tea and placed the mug back on the surface before lying down again, taking you down with him. You laughed softly and kissed his nose as he let out a yawn. You ran your fingers through his silky tresses and he fell asleep in your arms, allowing you to admire his adorable sleeping face.

A grin invaded your lips as your eyes caressed his features: his forehead that you would lean your own on; his narrow eyebrows that would usually have a crinkle in between them; his eyelashes that would flutter against your skin; his smooth cheeks that you would cup; his perfect, kissable nose; and his soft, yet slightly chapped, lips.

"I love you," you hummed prior to joining your beloved in his slumber, despite it being the early afternoon.

#levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #aot fanfiction #aot #snk #snk fanfiction #reader insert #x reader #aot imagines #snk imagines #fluff #sick levi

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shingia · 4 years ago

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hello I saw the request for fluff so here I am with a very self-indulgent request (I wasn't able to access your rules from your masterlist so I apologize if I violate any of them :(

this is probably bc I've been reading fics and whatnot 24/7 but I now have this intense desire to coddle the haikyuu boys. like calling them baby, cupping their face with my hands and kissing them all over, holding their head to my chest and playing with their hair, humming them to sleep... sksjsk is it obvious that I'm touch starved and lonely?

hopefully you like this idea! if you decide to write it, could you include akaashi, tsukishima, kuroo, iwaizumi, and daichi please? it's totally fine if you don't want to though. thank you so much and I hope you're doing well! <3

✗ CODDLING THE HAIKYUU BOYS

hii !! the problem with the link to my rules should be fixed now, sorry about that ! but dw you respected all of them <3 and, as a fellow touch starved and lonely person, this request is absolutely adorable and i loved writing it ! also, i’m doing good ty, hope you are too !!

-> akaashi, tsukki, kuroo, iwa, daichi

-> reblogs are v cool but do what you want besties 🖤

— AKAASHI

he absolutely loves it. falling asleep and waking up comfortably tucked in your embrace every day makes him the most grateful man on earth. he even clings onto your arm just to make sure he won’t move away from you in his sleep, because he would hate to open his eyes to anything other than your sleepy face as you place gentle kisses on his forehead, getting his arms covered with goosebumps. and the « did you sleep well baby ? » that rolls off your tongue seems to magically pull the corner of his lips upwards. there’s also something about having his head buried in the crook of your neck, with your smell being the last thing he focuses on before drifting off, that makes him realize that he will never get tired of the safety you bring him.

— TSUKISHIMA

at first, tsukishima has trouble understanding why everyone is making such a fuss about how nice it is to be pampered by a loved one. but one day - a really awful one that had almost made him cry - he discovers the joys of letting you be the big spoon for once ; and he promises himself to never turn you down again next time you’d ask to play with his hair. because the feeling of your fingers tangling in his locks is all he needs to fall asleep, no matter how much is on his mind. he doesn’t even get mad when you wake him up with a kiss on the tip of his nose, telling him that the dinner you have ordered has finally come. when you get up to open the door to the delivery man, he’s still by your side, his arm embarrassingly intertwined with yours because he just wants to make sure you won’t forget about him.

— KUROO

you’re a deity to this man, so you’re free to do literally anything your heart wishes. you want to squish his cheeks until they’re bright red ? and then kiss them until they’re back to their normal color ? go ahead. and have fun doing this please, because he loves nothing more than to hear you chuckle in his ear. also, since he mostly refers to you as kitten, it’s pretty logical for you to do the same. but the first time you call him baby :o ? not in a flirty way but in a genuinely sweet one ? he has never looked up from his homework so quickly, eyes wide because he didn’t expect to like the sound of it so much. « this is nice » he flashes you a satisfied smile before whispering to himself « this is very nice ».

— IWAIZUMI

he is so used to always be the one coddling you that it had never crossed his mind that roles could be inverted. but all it takes is for you to lovingly wrap him in a blanket on a particularly cold winter day to make him completely melt. the only times he usually lets himself being pampered is when he’s sick - and even then, he always tries to prove that he’s well enough to take care of himself. but it feels good to not associate your tender gestures of affection with runny nose, headache and sore throat for once… so screw having the upper hand during cuddles today, because he really needs those back hugs and hand massages. but most of all, he needs to hear that he’s doing well and that you’re proud of him <3

— DAICHI

daichi is always in charge. and as much as he loves his role, it doesn’t take him much to surrender to your sweet gestures, precisely because he enjoys being taken care of from time to time. you’re his favorite way to recharge his batteries, every kiss you pepper on his face makes him feel a little bit stronger. but paradoxically, you’re also the person that makes him relax the fastest. he could spend entire days listening to your heartbeat with his head on your chest while you let him talk about whatever comes to his mind - it feels nice to have actually have someone that listens to him, other than when he’s giving directions. but you can easily tell when he’s done talking because he always brings himself closer to you, inviting your arms to hold him just a little bit tighter as you take on the talking - only stopping when you’re sure he’s sound asleep.

@toworuu @catwithangerissues

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shozaii · 4 years ago

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could I request some dabi, aizawa and hawks taking care of their s/o who is maybe sick or has had a rough day? 💕

(a/n): hello hello anon! ahh thank you so much for sending this in! always wanted to write for dabi too <3 enjoy, love! ❤❤

masterlist.

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rough day.

pairings: dabi x reader, aizawa x reader, hawks x reader.

warnings: none!

i’d like to think that dabi does care, and would even go as far as he could to show you that he does. maybe when you two first started dating, he would tend to be a little reserved, quiet.

well, of course he has the love. of course he has the affection. then again, of course he has to take time to ease himself with you - to give his all for his s/o.

a scenario; it was a long, long day of constant stress and pressure. it wasn’t like your body wasn’t used to this. you knew what you signed up for - might as well endure it, put your heart and soul into it when you can. after all, rest would always come later on.

or so you thought. it went even longer, the more you started thinking of your bed. more jobs, more deadlines within a day. more ruckus. geez, what was with the world today?

the world took most of your precious time, because by the time you stepped your foot into home, it was nighttime.

more like, the next morning.

you groaned, looking at the time.

“babe...? your boyfriend called out in what seemed like a groggy voice. “damn, look at you. rough day?”

your figure sloppily fell into dabi’s chest, inhaling his enthralling scent. he let out a little ‘oof’ before saying, “you did, huh. come on, stinky. bath time.”

your arms have never felt this tired after so long, because when it reached out to punch him by the chest, it wobbled. “i have a name, you know.”

“yeah. stinky.”

“shut up.”

mans came prepared. doesn’t show it but he’s super duper aware of your schedule. doesn’t need to write it down, doesn’t need any reminder. on the dot. a fine gentleman indeed.

leads you carefully to the bath he prepared for you. he helps you scrub your back (i headcanon him being a master of massaging) he then pecks your scars/stiff areas. “seen this a lot on the shows. hope it works.”

yup, you both had a good laugh after that.

he then gives you your towels. offers to dry your hair because you nearly tucked yourself into bed while your hair was still soaking wet.

even bought you your favorite dinner, and then chuckled softly when he watched you yawn as you rested your jaw on your palm. “bed.”

“wow. another way of saying, take me to bed, my dear prince,” his gosh darn attractive smirk appeared again.

oh my god he is a sucker for you.

when you both are finally on bed, he pulls you close, peppering you with the last few kisses before you both fell sound asleep. the best part is that sometimes you two stay like that until the next morning.

oh wow. let’s be real here, we have three wonderful gentlemen in this area. now aizawa is a little different. he knows what rough days are like, especially when he himself has gone through them. almost everyday.

resulting in the yellow sleeping bag.

but that does not stop you from caring for him. most nights when he returns home late, you treat him like a king because hey, he deserves it. he works so hard taking great care of his students, watching them overnight at the dorms (which results in no sleep). ah, the things you do make him so happy and loved.

so he vows to do the same to you.

this time he was home earlier than usual - which was weird because usually you come home first. he checked every room, but to no avail. he tried calling you, but you didn’t answer.

okay, weird. where were you? maybe he’s been so used to seeing you return first till the point where he completely forgets about your schedules - basically anything you were doing. and damn does he feel terrible.

which is why he decides to own up to it.

mans dashes through the apartment, getting the stuff that you like, ditching the stuff that you didn’t like seeing when you got back home, made sure he was wide awake for what he was about to see right in front of him - a representation of him (except that it’s not his son shinsou) or you, still in your best form.

.....maybe he didn’t need to think of the second choice. he was right with the first.

“my back hurts. so, so, bad,” you whined softly as he walked towards you.

“come on, kitten.”

“you should’ve gone to bed, shouta.”

“unfortunately my senses told me not to.”

“but they tell you that everyday.”

“....today was different.”

he lets you sit down on the couch for a bit, worried that you might as well collapse and then fall into the deepest sleep. once that was settled, he lightly tapped your shoulder. “you rested enough. bath time.”

conversations stay light with shouta. he knows what it’s like to be tired, and to constantly have noise around him. at the same time, he doesn’t want you sleeping; hence the small talk.

“are you sure, love?” you asked him. “you know i can-,”

“too late.”

you laughed drowsily. oh, what a man.

he frowns when you were hesitant to take a few bites from the light supper snack he prepared for you. they were your favorite.

“eat up. then we could sleep for as long as we want. i’ll even join you and never leave.”

best wild card pulled out of his pocket because you chomped down on your snack.

i headcanon him to be a little scared when it comes to massaging his s/o, worried that he might hurt them, but when he does, it’s god-tier. his hands work like magic. your back pain was almost all gone in that instant.

the both of you were already pooped out, so at the same time, you headed to bed, finally landing on your fluffy pillows, taking it all in.

and right next to you was the man of your dreams.

okay! two rough day scenarios, now for this majestic bird boy’s s/o who isn’t feeling well!

you weren’t at your best. your nose was runny, you sweat a whole lot. for a while you felt really really hot, so you put on your blanket. suddenly you were freezing COLD. pulled them back up.

gave up and covered one half of your figure. your headache was not getting any better and you used ointment/took a painkiller to get rid of the stinging pain on the top part of your head; but to no avail. it kept getting worse.

the worst part was that you had to skip your work schedule, and you were really precise with it no matter what. but you just couldn’t when your body hurt as if tons of rocks were placed on your back. this was definitely not going to end soon.

lucky for you, keigo was taking a nap right next to you. he got up abruptly. “um, i had a nightmare. i was...falling down....oh my god, y/n, you are RED! what did you have?”

“i had the same thing as you dummy,” you replied with a different tone in your voice. “ugh, my head.”

“you’re sick, chickadee.” he placed the back of his hand on his forehead. “nothing.” he then did so on your forehead. “you are burning hot.”

“why thank you.”

“y/n, i love you but i’m serious. your temperature is soaring hot.”

“aw, man. i can’t ditch my schedule today.”

“in this house, a ‘schedule’ does not exist. you’re staying at home, and i’m going to spend the day with you. got that?”

you blinked a few times with your sore eyes, before replying with a sniffle. “okay.”

“good little birdie.”

and boY does he finesse his way to giving you the best treatment.

he may or may not have learnt making chicken soup over the years he has been with you, so cue him making probably the best one for you. (we all know why he learnt this anyway)

feeling cold? gives you warm water for your sore throat. feeling warm? puts a little stand fan for you to take in all the fresh air. might as well even fan you with his wings because keigo loves being extra for his s/o.

he sits with you and holds your hand. he doesn’t like seeing you like this - who does? all he wanted to do was to head out with you, hold hands, fly with you if he could, eat some yakitori.

no, no. must cure y/n first.

he’s such a cute lil baby

he’d place the wet cloth on your forehead, and comes checking on you every 10 minutes while he’s out of the room.

bath time? yes please. the right scents for your already blocked nose and to also prevent you from feeling dizzy from the stronger ones that you owned. even offers to wash your back 🥺

gives you his clothing because you look so darn cute in them. he breathes this huge sigh of relief when your temperature decreases from where it was initially. then proceeds to kiss your cheeks.

“keigo! you’re going...to...get...sick!”

“i’m practically immune. so don’t worry.” he smirked.

you started feeling a little bit better, so you moved to the living room. but the pains were still there.

“y/n. these medicines would help. you came prepared.”

“that’s because i was worried i’d get the flu once again. i hate this.”

“come on. it’s fine, love. you will get back in action in no time. i’m here for you, aren’t i?”

the day ends with more cuddles, more kisses, chicken soup, laughter, little naps, and finally to bed. it was a long day, and you were feeling a lot more better. the fever died down even more, the pains reduced.

and it was all thanks to this lovely number two hero - more so - your lover.

“get well soon, birdie. i love you.” you heard before your eyelids sealed shut.

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(a/n) : i. am. so. sorry. this took so long. ARGHH FORGIVE ME😭😭😭

but i do hope this is a wonderful read! 🥺❤

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