#I'm feeling a cold coming on so. i feel that noodles and soup are gonna be comminplace for me for the foreseeable

[luv-again]

Aha another question!

How would Shadow and Amy take care of each other when the other got sick?

I imagine that Shadow would be alerted because it would bring him back to when Maria was sick so he would not leave Amy’s side but maybe you have a different view on it.

yippee another question !!

going to chuck this all under the cut, because my answer is not as short as i thought it was going to be lmao (also be warned this regrettably is a veery shadow-centric yaparoo)

first of all, i'm absolutely on the same bandwagon as you. like,, you cannot tell me shadow would sit idle when someone else gets sick. you cannot tell me something like this scene in dark beginnings would never be repeated again in a future circumstance :

doesn't matter how, shadow's gonna fret. he's gonna be pedantic. not overbearing, but definitely more stern and watchful. shadow has known to make parallels between his current situation and that of an occurrence with maria (i mean, just look at those cutscenes in sa2 !). she is ingrained in his memory - linked to trauma or not - she is always in his mind and heart

shameful plug, but i wrote something in similar here in one of my shadamy fics, where shadow, in a moment of vulnerability, confesses his worry for amy's wellbeing (with the implication his past playing a factor in his instinctual response). contextually, not quiiite in the same ballpark, but close enough to say i definitely share your mindset

"Sorry, I don't mean to sound impertinent; seeing lethargy in you triggered a warning in me and I... I worry." — Sin and Sublimation

you're right though, shadow would remain by amy's side, whether she's come down with the common cold or something long-term. that scene in dark beginnings alone could say that not only does he care about maria, but he's a caretaker in general and therefore wouldn't likely leave amy to deteriorate while she's under the weather

i don't remember where the post is or who posted it, but someone had an awesome hc where they believe shadow serves a similar function to how a medical care animal would and i don't remember if this was part of the post, but i hc that shadow has an ability/sense to sniff out illness before symptoms even crop up. or if it's long-term, sense a flare-up before it hits. of course, it wouldn't help him any with prevention in most cases, but a part of him is always aware

point is, shadow's onto it. he's finding the best way to minimise suffering if it's within his power to do so. of course, he's not going to leave amy bedridden and miserable - and that applies both through inaction and being too controlling. he's going to look after her but won't hold amy back if she feels capable of doing something. anyway, all this allows for him to be able to step back into a role familiar to him. one he treats with utmost diligence

amy however, is so much harsher on shadow. and that's because he was under the belief he couldn't get sick (next stop : denial station ??). as a thought, he was possibly immune to every condition known at the time, but that's the thing, especially regarding airborne illnesses (iykyk) : they evolve. i think shadow in general probably has a rough as guts immune system, so it might fight whatever it is off before it becomes a problem, but if it did hit ? amy's going to make sure he doesn't do anything reckless and instead rests well. shadow probably has a hard time being cared for, all things considered, so that on top of being sick is all overwhelmingly new to him. i think amy likes to make chicken noodle soup and bring him a hot water bottle and watch movies with him - that kinda thing :) she herself is probably used to looking after cream or vanilla when they're sick so she knows just what to do to help someone through their sickness

regardless, they're a loyal team, your honour. i stand by this 'til my last breath, i do <33

[umbracirrus]

Thinking about how spicy noodles will heal me

[alisonwritesimagines]

Sick Day ~BatFamily Imagine~

Summary: You get sick but it's a good thing your kids take care of you.

Author’s Note: I finally thought of something after having writers block for how long?

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Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: none

Do not repost this anywhere!

Ever since they knew you, the kids could rely on you no matter what. Really. If they were sick, you would hold their hand as they took medicine and watch movies until they felt better. If they were badly hurt, you would kiss their booboos and they would suddenly feel better. If they were sad or overwhelmed, you would either give them ice cream or go for a walk. No matter what, you were always there for them.

So when you came down with a bad cold and fever, the kids were on top of it.

"Mom, I brought you some chicken noodle soup," Dick said as he walked over with a bowl that Alfred made.

"Thank you sweetie," you whispered. Along with the cold and fever, you had a sore throat. You were sitting on the couch, not in the mood to be on the bed. Normally it was comfy. But currently, it felt uncomfortable during the day.

Dick placed the bowl down on the side table before placing a cup of water next to you.

"Gotta stay hydrated mom. Do you want me to stay with you?" Dick asked.

"No. I can't get you sick," you whispered to him.

"I'm wearing a mask. It'll be okay if you want the company."

"I'm okay sweetie. I'm gonna just binge watch that show Barbra recommended to me," you tell him.

"Okay. I'll come get the bowl soon," Dick said, kissing your head.

Once you had finished your soup, Jason came by to check on you.

"Hey ma. Did you take your medicine already?" Jason asked.

"Not yet," you whispered.

"Gotta take it so you feel better. Want me to hold your hand like you used to do with us?" Jason asked.

"Sure," you smiled weakly.

Jason poured some Dayquil for you before handing you the small cup. He held your hand while you quickly chugged down the thick liquid. You made a face in disgust before handing it back over to Jason.

"Need me to get you anything? Tea? More water?" Jason asked.

"Probably more water please," you whispered.

"On it."

You lied on the couch as you continued to binge watch the show. Jason came back with the water and set it to the side.

"Want some company?" Jason asked.

"I'm okay. Don't want to get any of you kids sick. I'm just going to rest my eyes for a little while," you tell Jason as you switched the TV to YouTube to listen to some lofi calming music. After Tim had introduced lofi music to you, you had it on as background noise or when you needed to sleep.

"Okay. I'll let everyone know," Jason said, kissing your head before walking out of your room.

You woke up from your two hour nap feeling slightly better. You walked out of the bedroom and headed downstairs. You put on a mask so you didn't get anyone else sick.

"Mom! You shouldn't be out of bed," Tim says as he rushed over towards you.

"I need some fresh air. I'm just gonna sit outside for a bit," you tell him.

"Are you sure?"

"I'll be fine," you smiled softly as you walked outside to the backyard.

You sat under the gazebo as you noticed Cassandra and Stephanie sparing.

"Hey mom! What are you doing out here?" Cassandra asked.

"Just needed some fresh air," you tell her.

You took off your mask to breathe in and out. You noticed Duke walk out with a mug before handing it over to you.

"I heard hot water with lemon and honey can help with a sore throat," Duke tells you.

"Thank you, Duke. I appreciate that," you smiled.

"I gotta finish on some homework so I'll be inside if you need anything," Duke said.

"Okay," you nodded.

"How are you feeling?" Stephanie asked me.

"A little better. But I am still feeling a little light headed," you tell them.

"Did you eat?"

"I had chicken noodle soup earlier. I should get some more though."

"I'll grab you some. Do you want to eat out here or inside?" Stephanie asked.

"I'll eat inside," you tell her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I just needed some fresh air for a little while. I've been cooped up all day in the house," you explained, taking a sip of your drink afterwards.

"Okay. Coming right up," Stephanie said as she headed inside.

"I'm gonna shower up," Cassandra told you.

"Okay. I'll be in soon," you tell her.

You continued to sit outside, enjoying the peace and quiet. You drank the sore throat remedy Duke made for you which helped your throat. You heard footsteps walking over, making you look to see Bruce with Martha.

"Hi honey," Bruce greeted.

"I don't want Martha getting too close to me. Don't want her to get sick," you tell him.

"Okay. Stephanie told me you were outside for some fresh air," Bruce said.

"Yeah. The kids have been taking care of me all day," you tell him with a small smile.

"That's good. After all, you've always been the one to take care of us. Now it's our turn to take care of you," Bruce smiled.

You smiled back at him before seeing Damien walk over to you. He was wearing a mask as he marched over towards you.

"Did you let Stephanie get you chicken noodle soup?" He asked.

"Yes. She offered to get a bowl ready for me," you tell him.

"Tsk. She's sweaty. I got the bowl ready for you along with water. I heard Duke got you that hot water with lemon and honey. If you need it reheated, I can do that for you as well," Damien tells you. You smiled as you put on your mask.

"Thank you Damien. I'll eat right now," you tell him as you got up. Damien held your hand before leading you back inside.

"Father. Please make sure Martha is not near ummi. We can't have both of them sick," Damien tells Bruce. Bruce chuckled as he nodded.

"I'll make sure Martha's not near mom," Bruce tells him.

"Good. Come on Ummi."

You chuckled as you walked inside. You sat at the table where Damien had everything set up for you. The kids were setting up the rest of the table for dinner. You ate the soup while Damien watched you.

"Is there a good ready to why you're watching me?" You asked Damien.

"I just want to make sure you get better," Damien tells you.

"I'll get better soon Damien. Remember? The doctor you made me go to said that I will be better in a couple of days," you reminded him.

"I don't want anything to be risked," Damien says. You ruffled his hair before taking another spoonful of soup.

"Hey mom. Feeling any better?" Dick asked as he sat down.

"A little. Thank you kids for taking care and checking up on me."

"Of course. You've always been there for us, it's our turn to be there for you," Tim said.

"I am going to shower and go to bed. You kids eat and stay safe on patrol," you tell them as you stood up. You grabbed your bowl before heading to the kitchen to put it in the sink.

You walked upstairs but heard someone follow you. You looked over to see Bruce walking upstairs with you.

"Everything okay?" You asked.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," Bruce said.

"I'll be fine Bruce. I'd give you a kiss but you turn into a bigger baby than Jason when you get sick," you joked. Bruce smiled before giving you a quick kiss.

"Don't care. I'll do my best to come back from patrol early today," Bruce tells you.

"Okay. Goodnight. Stay safe please," you tell him.

"Of course. I love you."

"I love you too."

[lovelyjj]

Taking care of sick Rudy

- He comes down with something like the flu. He is miserable but he’s lucky because he has you to take care of him. At first he worries because he doesn’t want to get you sick. But you tell him you don’t care, you want to make him feel better.

- He’s running a fever because you felt his forehead and he was burning up. You make him some chicken noodle soup to sooth his throat. He is very grateful. “Is there anything else I can do?” you ask. “Just stay here with me, lay down with me,” he replied.

- Rudy cuddles into you and you rub his back. He sighs happily. You also play with his hair and he adores it. Rudy was big on physical touch and so were you. Yeah he was sick but he needed to be close to you. You were his favorite person and wherever you were he was gonna be there too.

-You would see that one second he had the chills and then the next he was hot to the touch. You’d feel so bad. You would get him a cold washcloth for his head and he’d be forever grateful for you playing nurse. Since he was confined in your apartment together you would help pass the time by sharing stories and having movie marathons.

-Rudy was weak and didn’t have a lot of strength. You did your best to ensure he gets better soon. In the mean time you help him eat little bites of food. Rudy closed his eyes to take a nap because he was low on energy. You held him and before he slept gave him some Tylenol for his fever.

-Rudy was feeling sad and guilty because he was missing your date night. You told him not to worry about it and that you will go out when he’s better.

-You went to the kitchen and poured Rudy a drink of water. You entered your shared bedroom and gave it to him. “You need to hydrate Rudy.” “Want anything to eat like some crackers?” you asked. “Water is fine,” he replied.

-You would give him a massage to help him feel better. “Thanks for taking such good care of me,” he would say. “Anytime.” You would give him cough drops for his cough.  He would sleep a lot and you would watch over him.

-And he would ask you to sing to him. You would protest and say you can’t sing. He would beg and then you would give in. “My baby, my baby You're my baby, say it to me Baby, my baby Tell your baby that I'm your baby,” you sang and it was music to his ears.

-You run errands for him. You do everything you can to help make him comfortable. You know being sick is no fun so you try your best to make sure he has everything he needs.

-And when your sick he takes real good care of you.

[twodimensionalboyfriend]

Sick </3

wc: ~1.3k read time: ~5 minutes

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cw: fluff! smooches here and there i guess! gn throughout! also not proofread lol

I have fucking covid!! my bones are on fire!!!

on a serious note, i have never been sick like this before in my life, i had the worst skin and joint aches i'd ever had in my life and my head felt like it was going to explode with pressure and my ears are still fuckin clogged. so anyways im gonna project my problems into this fic in the order in which i experienced them as a form of therapy and if anybody else is out there sick rn, i hope you have a jason todd to make it bearable!

On a silly note, I met a stray cat in the neighborhood the other day but she's been spayed! im hoping this is the cat distribution system at play

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," you groaned.

You're sitting on the couch trying to convince your boyfriend that you're not sick. It's just allergies! Allergies that come with body aches, pressure in your head, and now a fever.

Jason showed you the thermometer, "Dude, you're running at 100.1..."

You looked at the thermometer incredulously, "Isn't that thing super old? I mean how do we even know it still works? Take it again."

Jason sighed and scanned your forehead again, "Babe, we bought this a couple months ago." He glared at you as he showed you the thermometer again, which now read 100.2.

"Tch, that's barely even a fever," you said rolling your eyes.

"That's it. You're going on bed rest."

"Woah, what?? Jason, I told you I'm fine! Besides I have so much to do today. We need groceries, I have a prescription to pick up, there are so many dishes in the sink, I have laundry to fold and I have work this evening. A little cold isn't... what are you doing?" You cut yourself off as you saw Jason typing on his phone.

"Thanks for the to-do list! While you rest, I'll go and get this done. Grocery list is on the fridge and our pharmacy is in the store, so text me if you need anything else. I am more than capable of doing dishes and laundry, so you don't have to worry about that. And I love you, but you're crazy if you think you're going into work tonight. Text your boss a picture of the thermometer and call out. Or I'll do it for you, whatever you prefer."

"Ar-Are you sure? I mean it's..." You trailed off. You really did feel like shit and it's not like you necessarily wanted to do these errands and chores. After a moment of thinking, you sighed and relented, "Okay, fine, only if you're completely sure you can handle it."

"(Y/N), I'm an adult. If I couldn't do laundry, you should be worried about me." You tried to laugh a little, but it quickly snowballed into a coughing fit, "Woah woah, take it easy. I'm gonna take the list and go to the store. Again, text me if you need anything or if you just wanna say hi," he said with a smile.

Your eyes welled up a bit as you whispered, "Thank you, Jason. I love you very much."

"I love you too, I'll be back soon."

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The front door swung open and Jason's voice rang through your shared apartment, "Honey, I'm home!"

You couldn't have gotten up if you tried. You're sickly moan from the couch alarmed Jason, and he dropped the groceries and ran to your side.

You were lying on the couch in your spiderman sweats and a hoodie; your arms draped over your eyes to block out the white lights from the kitchen that added to your headache. Your entire body ached like it never has before. The sight squeezed Jason's heart. "Oh, honey," he said sympathetically, pressing his hands to your cheeks, "Woah, you are burning up! Hang on." He snatched the thermometer from the coffee table and tested his partner. The screen lit up red. It read 101.7.

You mumbled, "H-Holy shit..." It was a bit too much to talk right now.

"Okay babe, I got you some chicken noodle soup because that's what Alfred always made us, and I don't quite have his cooking skills--and this is, uh from a uh... a can--but I'm gonna make some for you, and that should hopefully make you feel better," he looked at you with worry. "Then would you want to watch Pride & Prejudice while I folded the laundry? The movie obviously, since you like it. Even though the show is better," he grumbled at the end.

God damn it. You were crying again.

You were experiencing so many different emotions you didn't really know what else to do. You loved Jason so much and felt so much gratitude for the way he was taking care of you. As if there was nothing else he could possibly be doing right now other than be here. This is on top of the fact that you've been in agony for the past hour as you got worse and worse; and you were really tired of feeling that way.

This shocked and scared Jason, "I'm sorry!! The movie isn't that bad! I just like that the show's more accurate to the book! Also, when Lizzie runs through the rain, why does she grab a soaking wet cloth from the very same rain storm to dry her hair?! I'm sorry I just--"

"I love you so much," you croaked out. "I also feel like fucking garbage."

This put Jason at ease and he kissed the top of your head. "I'm sorry you feel like shit, sweetheart. I do this because I love you too. Like, a lot. Now stop talking and spare your voice. Let's get you cozy and hopped up on vitamin C, and we'll just take it easy."

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The next morning, you woke up. You sat up slowly and realized most of the pressure in your head is gone. Your body no longer felt like it was on fire! Definitely still congested though. You also realized you fell asleep on the couch after the first proposal, yet you were currently sitting in your bed. Jason must've brought you in. Suddenly, a sneeze crept up and exploded out of you. Then another. Then one more. Jesus, that hurt your chest.

Your fit was loud enough to let Jason know you had woken up. He came into the room holding a spatula. The opened door let in a sweet smell and a sizzling sound. "How are you feeling, baby?" He walked towards you.

"Well I can bear to be conscious, so I'd say much better. What's going on in the kitchen?"

He pressed his hand to your forehead and said, "Pancakes! And lots of orange juice. I don't think you’re in the clear yet. Sit tight; I'm gonna get the thermometer and take your temperature."

Ignoring his request, you got up to meet him in the living room. You stepped out of the bedroom and was met with the sight of Jason discarding the pancake that had burned due to his doting. He saw you walking towards him and urged you to go back to bed, "Go back! I'm gonna bring you breakfast in bed. Pancakes, juice, fruit, the whole shebang."

"No it's okay, let me be out here with you. I'd kiss you good morning, but I fear I might poison you and get you sick."

Jason stole a quick kiss, much to your surprise, "I spent all night with you. If I were to get it, I don't think a kiss would be what seals my fate. You're plate is ready, by the way."

He handed you a plate stacked with 3 pancakes and a butter slice, drizzled in maple syrup with strawberries and whipped cream. It was beautiful, "Oh my god, Jason, that's so gorgeous I don't think I can eat it." Your stomach growled and promptly gave away your true feelings.

"Tear it up, baby girl."

You sat down as Jason finished making his stack. He sat down with you and you both began eating. Pre-packaged pancake mix has never tasted so good.

"Thank you for nursing me back to health, Jason. You've made this past few days in unbearable hell feel more like a manageable limbo."

He laughed, "What else was I supposed to do? Let the love of my life suffer?"

"God I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life."

"Well, fortunately, you'll never have to." He leaned over the table and pressed a syrupy kiss to your lips.

if there are an content warnings you think i missed, please tell me so!! i’ll add them to this post and remember to add them to future ones!! :) ♡ ♡

and pls pls like and reblog and reply!! literally if you interact i will kiss you on the mouth

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

Hero had noticed that Villain seemed a little distracted during their fight—not bantering as much as usual, fighting back halfheartedly. Still, they had expected Villain to dodge their attack in time. But when Hero sent out another blast of their ice powers, it hit Villain square in the chest, knocking them into the wall behind them. 

Hero gasped as they watched Villain crumple to the ground, clutching at their chest. “Oh my god.” 

Villain groaned, staring down at the ice spreading across the front of their suit. “Fuck. You got me good, huh?” they forced out. The laugh that followed was on the verge of hysterical. 

“God, Villain, I’m so sorry,” Hero said, rushing to them. They knelt down in front of Villain, pushing their shaking hands out of the way so Hero could inspect the damage. Ice had pierced through their suit, seeping into Villain’s chest. Thanks to their own fire powers, it most likely wouldn’t be fatal—Villain's body heat had already begun counteracting the ice. But it looked like it hurt. 

Villain’s eyes were distant when they looked up at Hero, and their lips were tinged blue. “My fault,” they said, teeth chattering. “Should’ve been paying attention.” 

Hero shook their head. “No, no it’s not your fault. Shit, I'm sorry, I knew you were having an off day and I still…” 

Villain wrapped their arms around themself as shivers wracked their body. “S-so cold. And tired.” 

“You have to stay awake,” Hero instructed, though it came out as more of a plea. “Keep your eyes open, okay?” 

The ice was beginning to melt away already, but the effects would probably last longer. “You’ve g-got your chance to t-turn me in now,” Villain said, forcing themself to keep their eyes on Hero. 

Hero sighed, pushing Villain’s hair back. “Not gonna happen. I’m taking you home where you can have some hot soup and lots of blankets, and then rest. And maybe when you’re feeling better, you can tell me what had you so distracted today.” 

“Why?” Villain asked incredulously. 

“I did this. Now I'm going to fix it.” Hero didn’t tell them about the guilt and the looming fear that always followed them. The constant underlying threat of their powers being too strong. Or that they might lose control, like they had today. One of their worst fears had just come true and it was only by luck, or maybe a miracle, that Hero had hit the one person who couldn’t be killed by their ice powers. 

“If you w-wanted me to c-come home with you, you c-could've just asked,” Villain joked. 

Hero couldn’t help but smile—at least Villain was with it enough to still tease them. “Don’t fool yourself. Once you’re all better, we go back to being enemies.” 

“Yeah. Obviously.” Hero pretended not to notice the way Villain’s smile faltered. “You’d have t-to take me to dinner f-first, anyways. I’m not that easy.” 

“Well,” Hero said, “I can at least make you chicken noodle soup, so hopefully that counts for something. Now, come on, let’s see if you can stand…” 

[merlyybird]

Could I ask for Vector being sick for a writing request?

"You really think it's that bad?" Vector could speak again now that the thermometer was out, but his voice still had a shortness to it due to his stuffy nose. "Come on, Espio. It's just a common cold. You don't need to do all this."

Espio peered at the reading on the thermometer. "Well, you're still running a fever, but it's gone down. That's a good sign." He turned it off and set it on the bedside table. "Another day of rest and I'm sure you'll feel better."

"What??" Vector sat up in bed a little. "No, hang on. Read it again. Maybe it was just a trick of the light or---" He froze in the middle of his sentence with a scrunched-up look on his face. "Ahh...aaahhh---" He reached for a tissue and brought it to his nose. "---CHOO!"  The tissue fluttered as he blew into it. He lowered it and sniffed. "...I feel fine."

"Vector," Espio raised an eyebrow and held out one hand, prompting Vector to lay down again. "Don't debate this with me. You don't need to work right now, you need rest."

Vector sighed and slouched back against his pillow. "...Ah, darn it." He dropped his dirty tissue in the nearby trash can and flopped his arm over his forehead. "Why'd this stupid bug have to get me today? Couldn't it have waited a week?"

"That's not really how illnesses work," said Espio.

"I know that! It's just...we've got such a packed schedule. I was supposed to interview two different clients, do research on our case, go to the grocery store---"

"All of those things will still happen." Espio brought a hand to his chest. "I'll take care of it."

Vector sat up again to stare at him. "Really?" He tilted his head forward. "You sure you can handle it?"

"Of course."

"And you're sure you can keep him outta trouble?"

Vector gestured toward the doorway, where Charmy had just entered, flying, carrying a very full cup of water.

"Here you go!" He rushed forward a little too fast and water sloshed right onto the floor. "Whoops---!"

"Charmy, careful!" Espio ducked as Charmy swooped over him. Some of the water splashed onto his head, and he froze for a second before slowly wiping it from his eyes. He stood up. "...I'm getting some paper towels."

Espio left the room while Charmy set what remained of the water on the bedside table, next to the thermometer. "There." He landed on the floor and looked up at Vector with big eyes.

Vector sighed, smiled, and gave Charmy a pat on the head. "Thanks." He raised a playful eyebrow. "So how come you zoomed in here like that? It's not a race, kiddo. You just made a mess."

"Yeah, but Espio said you needed water right now, so I did it really fast," Charmy beamed proudly, then tilted his head. "Do you need anything else? I can get it!"

"Uhhh, I'm good for now. Thanks, bud."

Espio walked back into the room with a roll of paper towels under his arm. He began to tear them off one by one and drape them over the puddles of spilled water on the floor.

Vector watched Espio with a knowing smile. "Already more than you bargained for, huh?"

Espio gathered up the soaked paper towels in one arm, got to his feet, and seemingly refused to make eye contact with Vector---he was trying a little too hard to seem cool and aloof. He cleared his throat and closed his eyes. "No. This is all very feasible. See? I just solved that problem. I can solve more." He opened his eyes and pointed at Vector. "Don't get up."

"Don't worry, Vector. We're gonna take good care of you." Charmy gave him a pat on the arm, then leaned in and looked at him pointedly. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

Vector glanced at Espio, who shrugged, then smiled politely back down at Charmy. "Uh...I guess I'm kinda hungry?"

"Oooh, okay! We have a can of noodle soup left, don't we? Don't we??" Charmy took to the air again. "Be right back!"

He zipped past Espio, out the doorway, and had to skid to a halt in the air before turning down the hall.

Espio and Vector both watched him go. Espio waited until he was out of earshot to turn back towards Vector with a concerned expression on his face. He pointed awkwardly back toward the doorway with his thumb. "I should..."

"Yeah, you should go help him," Vector laughed. Espio moved to leave.

"Hey," Vector said, prompting Espio to wait. Vector smiled at him. "...You got this. You're a capable guy, I just...hate to leave you hangin'."

Espio's eyes brightened, and his stance loosened a little---this was how Vector could tell he was happy. "Thank you," muttered Espio, "You deserve a day off." He gave Vector a single nod. "I won't let you down."

With that, he left the room. Vector settled into bed and closed his eyes with a contented sigh.

As much as he hated being down for the count, at least he could rest easy knowing Espio would handle everything, just for a day. Including whatever mess Charmy was about to make in the kitchen.

[note: i used this kinda like a short story/scene warmup prompt! i very much enjoy putting the chaotix in a mundane situation]

[porcelainbunnyprincess]

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Sick ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x GN!reader.

Summary: You got sick, like a really bad flu; Leon comes in to be your caretaker.

Wordcount: 0.846k.

A/N: just a very short kinda fluffy story i did after i rewatched that scene where Leon holds Ashley's hand while the plaga is being purged. (Didn't proof read, woops)

For a good few days you had a ever increasing in pain headache, It started as little annoying prickling by the side of your eyes, and as the days went on it had become a full blown migraine.

You my friend, had caught the flu, and the migraine was the first symptom, however, as the day went on your nose was stuffy and you had a horrible cough. You sent a text to your boyfriend, Leon, telling him you had to cancel the date you had as you were terribly sick.

Laying in bed, and trying (and failing) to sleep you heard the door to your apartment open up, and a warm familiar voice call you.

"Babe?" Leon had arrived with no warning what so ever. You coughed instead of responding, but that let Leon know where you were.

"Honey?" He poked his head through the door and saw you laying in bed, a red faced mess with too much tissue paper sorrounding you. "Oh lord" he said starting to enter.

You, in the panic leap up a little "No, no don't come in", Which was follow by a Hard, and painful sting on your throat that made you cough uncontrollably for half a minute. Painful, your chest felt on fire and your throat wasn't much better.

"Jesus Christ" Leon replied as he heard you coughing like you had just came out of a fire, "Yeah no chances of me leaving you alone like that" he said as he began to walk in despite your protest.

To be honest, Leon was quite recilient for those types of Viruses, he had to, or a simple flu may whipe him out during a mission.

He kneeled down in front of you and reached for your forhead, gently pressing his hand on it "Seems like you have a fever", after doing this, He stood up and without a warning, He straight up pulled off all of the soft, chunky blankets you had on.

"No!" You protested, he somewhat ignored that and reached for a very, very thin Blanket. Putting it over you and wrapping you up like a helpless burrito. It didn't do much to help you feel less cold as it was fresh… Meaning, It had no warmth on it.

"sorry, but you can't be burried in those with a fever" he gave a small kiss to your cheek, comforting you "I'll get you a Soaked cloth".

You nodded with a pout as he stood back up again, Heading for the kitchen. As he walked out, you noticed on the floor of your door…. At least three plastic bags full of stuff. "L…leon?" Your voice raspy as your throat was hurt after so much force used to cough.

"yeah?"

"wh..what is all that?"

"I'm not leaving you to take care of yourself in that state".

A soft smile appeared on your lips as he said those words, he had always been protective, it was one of the things that made you fall for him, and it shined through as he came back and put the cold water soaked cloth on your forehead.

A 'tsss' came out of you as it made contact, it was too cold for you and it almost hurt. He gave you another small kiss on your cheek and pet your hair for a moment. "Yeah, i know its uncomfy" he spoke gently.

You thanked him, and he went on to bring the bags to your room, he had gone all out to make sure you had the best care possible.

The first bag was full, and i mean full of medicine, maybe too much… Maybe to the point it would last more than necessary, he knew he was being a little exaggerated but well, at least the next time you got sick you'd have spares; analgesics, cough syrup, Painkillers. All he could think of since you really didn't specify what you had.

Then the second bag, Full of food and water. Instant soup, Noodles, Crackers, some sweats, tea, coffee and more.

"Leon you… didn't need to" the cough interrupted you again.

"But i wanted to, your my partner; I'm gonna take care of you".

The third one was just full of entertainment for you to stay on bed rest, new books, one of those 2000's cheap game consoles with like 5 games, movies, and even cards.

The fourth and hidden bag was just his clothing he could stay as long as necessary.

You were surprised, since it was rare you got sick that bad you hadn't seen Leon pull anything similar. He even got you Pedialyte in case you were dehydrated.

A true keeper.

After a minute he put his hand on your face again "it's going down" his gentle tone as he smiled at you, sitting on the edge of the bed and talking gently about how he'd be your personal nurse for the time you were sick.

You couldn't help yourself but to think, while he looked at you with this soft demeanor, that you needed to get him a ring ASAP.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

He's just a keeper and we know it.

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

Decided to do Sick Headcanons for the Comic boys (inspired by @cosmictyto's post about the movie boys hehe) (and also the fact that I've had a cold for the duration of my visit to the states)

I'm also probably gonna post sickness headcanons for Zaundads later too sorry

Ambrosius-

Ambrosius is Maximum Baby when he is sick, but somehow also tries to pretend he's okay because he has a love/hate relationship with being taken care of especially after his injuries. He'll whine and paw at Ballister for constant cuddles and attention but as soon as Ballister actually tries to take care of him (bring him tea, food, medicine, etc) he gets embarrassed about it and tries to act like he's okay. He wants to feel independent but also wants 24/7 attention. Ballister finds this both endearing and infuriating because "just let me bring you soup you impossible fool"

Ballister gets sick slightly more frequently than Ambrosius on account of half his torso is made of metal and I feel like that's not overly productive for lung health. He's used to being on his own so he tries to power through. Ambrosius, however, wants to take complete advantage of the opportunity to take care of Ballister instead of the other way around for once, so he constantly tries to get him to lie down and insists on doting on him. Ballister finds this annoying but is also quite enamored by it, because he loves to see the caring, selfless side of his partner that doesn't come out as often. Ballister likes to eat very spicy noodles and soups when he's sick. Ambrosius is always scared he made it too spicy and then Ballister adds like 3 more tablespoons of hot pepper.

[writingpromptneeds]

sick prompts

'You feeling okay?' 'You're burning up.' 'I'll go get some blankets. You're shivering.' 'I don't feel so good.' 'I can't breathe out of one side of my nose.' 'I think I'm gonna be sick.' 'Want me to get something for you?' 'Try my famous chicken noodle soup.' 'Did you take anything to help?' 'You look a little under the weather.' 'You should get some rest.' 'Just try to eat a little something.' 'You're sweating buckets and shaking like a leaf.' 'I think I'm sick.' 'My head's killing me.' 'Let me check your temperature.' 'Feeling any better?' 'Just relax, we need to focus on getting your fever down.' 'Did you get any sleep?' 'Don't feel bad. Everyone gets sick.' 'I think you need to sit down.' 'I don't want to get you sick.' 'Can you try to eat a little more?' 'I can't stop shivering.' 'You're looking a little sweaty, are you okay?' 'Your temperature is through the roof.' 'How long have you been sick?' 'I just wanted to see how you're feeling.' 'I think I'm coming down with something.' 'What are you doing out of bed?' 'Too cold? Too hot?' 'You need to get back in bed.' 'You have a fever.' 'I don't think I can eat anything.' 'You don't have to stay.' 'It's just a little cough.' 'I'm fine, just let me sit down for a second.' 'Want me to get some more blankets?' 'I'll stay. Just to make sure you're okay.' 'Try a hot shower, it might help you feel better.' 'Fine, I'm sick...' 'I know you're not feeling great right now but try to eat a little?' 'I feel stupid. It's just a little cold.' 'You don't look so hot...' 'Here's some tissues.' 'Let me help you get that off.' 'Do you feel up to trying something light?' 'You look like you're feeling a little better.' 'Your forehead feels hot.' 'You sure you're feeling okay?' 'Don't you dare get out of that bed. You're still sick.' 'You could get sick.' 'C'mere, hugs are great for warming up.' 'Can you sit up for me? Just to take some medicine.' 'How's your stomach doing?' 'I ate some toast...that's about it.' 'Sit down before you pass out.' 'Take my jacket, you won't stop shaking.' 'I just want to feel better.' 'I'm tired of being sick.' 'Don't worry, I'll take care of you.'

[masterofengene]

&TEAM reaction to you catching a cold.

Warnings: none mild cursing but nothing crazy.

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K

This poor man. He's so worried. He knows he has to balance his responsibility with being an idol, but he is ready to cancel his schedules at a moments notice.

Brings you hot tea and calls his mom to ask for home remedies.

If you're running a fever, it's over. He's staying with you. Cancel all his plans. He is gotta have a cool wet rag pressed to your forehead at all times.

He will help you out with anything and everything.

He tries to give you space not wanting to overwhelm you. But the moment he notices you sniffling he is at your side.

"I'm on my way."

Fuma

He is gonna be smiling through the pain.

He wants to help you out any way he can, and he knows that if you are sick the last thing you would want is for someone to be putting a damper on your attitude.

He's gonna try and kep your spirits lifted, while taking care of you. He's gonna sing to you while giving you medicine.

Putting on your favorite movies are a must.

He is gonna massage your sore muscles while telling you stories.

He will carry you everywhere, you don't even have to ask.

He does /not/ want you to over exert yourself.

He will bring you your favorite food.

He's gonna make you take so many naps.

"Nap time, movie time."

Nicholas

If you are sick, he is too. It was probably his fault to start with.

You guys are attached at the hip. So if one of you starts sneezing, it's GAME OVER.

It's like both of your colds feed off of eachother.

Both of you are whining and complaining like babies.

You guys are hot and cold at the same time, struggling to find that happy medium.

The rest of &Team can't help but laugh out loud at the two of you.

Both of you bickering because "I can't believe both of us are sick."

Buying a thing of tissues to keep on the bed at all times. Calling it the "emergency stash"

EJ

He is gonna buy you all of your comfort foods. He is more worried about your emotional well being, he knows you're gonna be fine in a day or two.

Ice cream. Bubble tea. Whatever you like he is gonna give it to you. All you have to do is mention it and he is gonna order it right away.

He let's you control the thermostat, so it soothes your fever even if he is sweating or freezing.

He is gonna be so worried about you. If he can't be with you he is gonna be texting you every 20 minutes to check in and make sure you are okay.

Please he worries so much. Especially about you.

He's gonna kiss your cheek ever so often. But he claims he is checking your temperature. (He just wants to love you)

Yuma

Since he is very into herbal tea and things like that, be prepared to have so much hot tea.

He's gonna make it every way that he knows how. Just for you, so feel special

When he walked into your apartment and only saw you on your bed under a mass of blankets, he felt it in his soul.

He didn't say anything at all and just went straight to your kitchen and started to work his magic.

You felt better the next day.

When he came back he pulled you into him (like a baby) and was very insistent on you finishing the cup of tea he had made for you.

Makes sure that you do get up every once in a while and walk around.

Plenty of hot water and tea.

Jo

He has no idea what he is doing pt. 1

Please, he loves you, but don't come near him. He does not wanna get sick.

He's gonna try and help you feel better, give you your medicine and things like that.

But cuddles and things like that. No. He will jump away from you.

He cannot stand being sick. He's there for emotional support.

He makes it up to you when you are no longer sick.

Takes you out to eat and gives you all the hugs you could possibly want.

Harua

He gives off momma boy vibes. I can't explain it.

He makes you home made chicken noodle soup. Everything is from scratch.

He even went to the doctor with you. (If you wanted him to)

He googles ways to help you relax and feel better.

He gives you a spoonful of honey as a natural remedy when you mention your throat is sore.

Movie marathon. He will stay in bed with you all day, he is gonna make sure that nothing worries you.

Taki

Has no idea what he is doing pt. 2

He is slightly better than jo though.

He is gonna hold your hand ans kiss your knuckles, but. He will hold his breath when you breath in his direction.

Will give you a whole variety of korean and Japanese cold medicine.

Give him 8 hours and he will have you on your feet. TRUST.

He makes sure you aren't allergic to anything then he's handing you a glass of hot water and boom.

Medicine.

He's very logical though.

Maki

Surprisingly, I think he knows what he's doing

He gives off the vibe that he was the kid who always caught a cold. So he knows alot of remedies and quick fixes.

If none of his own tricks worked he would call his mom or dad.

"OKAY so I just got off the phone with my dad and he said to hold a cold watch to your chin and it will help."

It's the most ridiculous things. But TRUST they work.

Even you in your sleepy state could tell they were ridiculous. You just didn't have the heart to tell him that.

You're rather suprised when you're on your feet the next day

[deepest-nightmare-expert]

Jeff x sick reader ! ___

Requested by my friend .

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Cw EMH mentions of over all being sick and not feeling good.

This is fluff x reader

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You were laying in bed , eyes puffy nose flushed a shade of rosey pink at the tip.

Sinuses absolutely clogged, and hair in slight tangles. Dishleved from you sleeping all day atop of trying to get comfortable.

Your lips were cracking a tad chapped yes but not too horrible , still very uncomfortable twisted in with a small scale growing fever.

And you felt like shit.

Youre bed side night stand was covered in a sizable yet tiny pile of tissue paper because your bin you placed by your bed was no longer enough almost overflown with used tissues.

Which you hated.

But your body was sick and you really don't get a say in its bodily functioning healing process wether or not you liked it played no part in the matter.

You called your boyfriend Jeff who was out grocery shopping once he finished his shift at the hospital.

He was in the middle of grabbing a bag of chips tossing them into the cart , before the vibrations of his phone from his jean pocket lightly brought him into mildly startled awareness.

He stuffs his hand into his pocket, and fishes out his phone eyes narrowing at the screen reading over the caller ID .

Then he registered mentally that it's you calling ! So of course he hit the green button and put the phone up to his ear.

"Hello what's up?"

Jeff's voice picks up from the other end of the call.

You sniffle and begin to speak "Jeff - I caught a cold ...i don't think you wanna come over tonight ."

The second he heard that little sniffle he furrowed his brows in concerned shock and stubbornly shook his head no which you could practically feel through the phone without Even having to see him physically.

He scoffs and that's all you hear before he responds with a stern yet loving "uhm no. I'm coming over, you can stop me or atleast try but you probably won't be able to . And you lay down and rest, when I'm done shopping I'm making you soup. And taking care of you like a good boyfriend love you stay put. And get comfy because your not moving on my watch for a good while less completely necessary."

Before you could even get a single w o r d in he hung up.

Jeff was on a SPREE now searching up and down for the perfect ingredients for a healthy yet well rounded meal to make you feel better and some medicine he even went as far as to get a heating pad and you a new blanket with some tissue boxes and pajamas which were soft in texture having a blue and white plaid pattern.

He settled on some simple chicken stew , with some parsley thyme chives cream rosemary and celery a bit of onions mixed with some salt pepper and garlic and then those thick homemade noodles that everyone's Italian grandma has stored away in her kitchen.

Before you knew it he was home he dressed you in new pajamas got your hair all taken care and washed. cleaned off the side table and emptied out the tissue bin placing the new tissue box on the bedside table for you.

Made you that amazing soup and got you a bottle of water tucking you in with your new blanket which pleasantly to your surprise was your favorite color ! And very soft n fuzzy.

And you even had a brand new heating pad under your blanket helping you stay warm and to break the fever quicker speeding up the process of ending this horrible snot nosed nightmare of a cold.

He set your medicine on the table next to the tissue box and after you were properly fed he got into bed with you despite your protests of "Jeff your gonna get sick!!"

Jeff only replied with a smug yet proud look only he of all people can sport. Painted all along his face.

"no. I'm holding you and hugging you because I'm just gonna and what are you gonna do kick me out of the room? "

You fall silent mentally parsing a response yet the attempt fails and you sigh pulling the blankets up and over you both once he's snuggled in next to you properly and sleepily tuck your head into his shoulder eyes sleepily closing you hear a chuckle and mentally roll your eyes before you feel his slender hands fingers run through your (your hair color) locks you slowly feel all your resistance to this absolute loving yet asshole ish man fade like butter in a microwave on high. And you start to drift off to sleep you feel one of his lanky arms wrap around you and his hand continues to pet your head of now clean and brushed hair thanks to him that is. You hear Jeff start to hum a soft tune aiding you further into a dazed half awake half asleep state the song is "shankill butchers by he decembersists" Jeff loves that song and had always sung it to you when you were having difficulties and now it definitely served its purpose further soon you were asleep.

Jeff watches as you sleep and continues humming and softly singing to you a look of smitten adornment glistening in his tired eyes and soon enough his own exhaustion from working at a hospital all day and shopping makes itself known and he begins to drift off alongside you but before he does and before his heavy eyes shut he kisses your forehead and puts his chin atop your head tucking your head protectively beneathe his own the hand in your hair softly pushing your head closer to the betweenst of his shoulder and chest where it connects and soon you both were interlaced and out like a light. Comfy warm. And happy.

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Sooo that's my first actual fic regarding this opinions are appreciated !

And I do take requests.

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[loveshotzz]

Alright so I still feel like shit but....after you told me all your Steve's were coming over....I got to thinking.

I thought that colors!Steve might bring me all the self-care goodies. Medicine, some orange juice, popsicles, maybe some magazines. He'd bring a teddy bear or something equally soft and adorable and give it to me as he tucked me back in letting me know since I can't cuddle him this will have to do for now. He'd leave and I'd feel so warm inside and not because of my fever.

Then I thought that airwiy!Steve would be pretty similar. On top of all of those sick goodies - except maybe a Gatorade instead of the OJ - he'd also get me some of my favorite flowers but when he came over to deliver with Bandit he just couldn't walk away. Bandit jumps into bed with me and licks my face, nuzzling in and making me smile and he gets immediately jealous. He decides - fuck it, I'll probably already get sick so why not just embrace it, so he calls in sick and doesn't leave your side. Germs be damned.

THEN...then....I figured bouncer!Steve is another breed. He'd bring some medicine and some soup he'd make on my tiny stove before bringing it over to eat.. nothing special, just a can of condensed chicken noodle. He'd sit in the chair across from me with his feet kicked up while I ate for the first time in two days and tell me stories about the stupid drunks from last night at the bar. Then he'd shake his head and crawl into bed at my feet after saying "if I can't kiss those lips, I'm gonna kiss these, okay?" Bastard can't stay away.

But iginro!Steve has me thinking....and maybe not because we don't know all that much about him YET...but I'm THINKING this Steve would probably play it off like he's glad I'm not around when the group shows up to hang out without me in tow but the minute they're gone for the night he grabs whatever cold medicine he has in the drawer of the bathroom and picks me up my most favorite ever comfort meal from the diner in town. He brings it over and tries to be nonchalant about it but calls me honey and tells me "I hope it's still your favorite" before leaving me dumbfounded and achy in my heart on top of the ache in my extremities.

ANYWAY...

Just a few things that have been knocking around in my sick ass 🧠

Ugh, these are all so spot on 😩 especially bouncer!steve. I’d love to lay in bed sick and listen to his obnoxious stories.

The only one i’d say no is mechanic!steve, I think people are getting exes to lovers confused with enemies to lovers lol. Reader is the only one with the anger (for good reason), and is the only one denying her feelings that are still very much there. Steve is very open about how he still wants her, especially with Robin and Eddie. Hence their meddling and shit stirring ♥️ BUT YOU’LL FIND OUT SOON ENOUGH.

I’m flying out to come take care of you with them! I hope you feel better soon angel ♥️ and i will be saving this for the next time I need to read it 🥺

[captainsparklefingers]

AND ANOTHER THING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT REAL QUICK (I am so sorry to like the 5 people who come here for like meaningful content of any kind, it's just one of those days).

So as mentioned I've got a cold. It sucks. It's not super serious and it's not COVID or the flu but it still makes me feel like hot garbage. I don't want to go out. I don't want to do much beyond sleep, tbh. I need to eat something, but because I'm bad at food my grocery options in house are iffy and limited, and the whole 'feeling like hot garbage' is not conductive to cooking. I want soup. I do not have soup.

There is a ramen place in town that delivers and also uses Uber eats. Ramen would be good. It has soup AND noodles, so best of both worlds! But ordering food is expensive. Ordering delivery even more so. And did I impulsively buy a few things off Etsy earlier today (specifically two silicone molds for resin projects that I can't use because I don't have a pressure pot and it's almost winter and an expensive yet very pretty enamel pin of vex and vax for my pin board), even though I told myself I was gonna be really good and do very little fun spending this month, so impulsively getting delivery ramen would be a stupid idea.

I could make pasta. I have pasta! Pasta is good. But what nutritional value does it give me when sick beyond 'delicious carbs'? Not much. And did I eat some cake earlier that I absolutely should not have? You bet I did! I make great life choices, folks!

I have yogurt....I can probably just have that, yogurt is fine and good. And it's also not what I want.

Am I gonna just delay making any sort of decision? Probably. Is there a good chance that, out of laziness, I may just eat nothing or just have like some toast? Yes. Is any of this healthy? Nope, but here we are.

This has been 'stupid meaningless first world problems' with me, Sarah, who is using her Tumblr to basically rant into an empty void because it's better to do that than to keep all the thoughts in my head.

[mattohonbung]

mama chang

🇨🇳 chinese (hunan, sichuan, hubei)

📍 fairfax city, virginia

📅 July 2023; dinner-ish. 2nd time

🙂 overall: i'm so impressed with the variety of unique dishes on this restaurant's menu; I'm always gonna get a diff experience each time. generally tho, they deliver on mala but not so much on hot-spiciness, and i feel like their appetisers / small plates are less impressive than their larger meals. I wanna try everything on the menu before going back to the dishes that I liked.

more food pix + detailed review under the cut!

🍲 yangzhou meatball stew - ok so we were expecting a bowl of Stew with Multiple Meatballs, and out comes 2 huge meatballs and like no stew. what? it didn't have much going on in the taste department either. bok choy was also just steamed so not anything exciting there either.

this would've been vastly improved with better seasoning of the ground meat, or at least more SAUCE. I won't be getting it again

🍜 suanla rice noodle - neither the noodles nor the bok(?) choy were overcooked. the broth was fine but I wouldn't say it was particularly tasty; we added the soup from the beef stone pot to get more flavor into it lol

this was boring; I wouldn't get it again

🍗 ganghood fried chicken - each piece was crispy and the batter was tasty (good amount of salt) and thin. a standard, enjoyable eat! however the pieces of pepper in the dish just weren't spicy. that's ok tho

I'd order it again. but they also have other kinds of fried chicken dishes that also look interesting, so I'd try those first

🍲 hot + numbing beef stone pot - man this portion was fuckin GENEROUS it was honest 2 god bottomless. the beef and noodles never ended o my god. the beef pieces were large and tender and took to the flavor of the soup nicely, and the noodles were so slippery lol. I to my surprise, I found this stew to be NUMBING AF (we had to take breaks to eat this) but not that spicy? the sensation was so weird. like it made my mouth feel cold and the spiciness kinda disappeared.

it feels like tasting multiple circles of hell in 1 dish. I'd get it again

🍆🧄 eggplant w/ spicy garlic sauce - the biggest mystery of this meal was how the eggplant stayed hot FOR SO LONG. each piece had a wonderful texture- firm but gave way to the teeth; the flesh wasn't mushy and absorbed the sauce nicely. man that sauce was spicy lol it hurt and I kept coming back for more

perfection I'll be ordering this again

🦀🐖🥟 crab + pork soup dumplings - standard! skin was thin enough, and the soup tasted nice and complex. I thought the the meat inside was pretty plain; it tasted more of pork than crab.

I wouldn't mind getting it again, but only after I try every other dish that they have. they have TONS

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💲 price: I think the final amount was like $35/person? this place is the 1st floor of an office building and is decorated very nicely so I expected that. as a party of 5, we left VERY FULL, and our only leftovers was the soup of the hot + numbing beef stone pot and the mala eased up on us the next day lol

🗒️ other notes: none of these dishes come with rice; you have to request it (I don't think it costed anything tho). we also asked for their chili oil and it was fragrant but wasn't that spicy. oh well lmao

also we had this meal at a strange time (4pm) and the restaurant was like a little over half-full?? folks know what's up lol

[cybrpwup]

ꜱɪᴄᴋ || ʏᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Yumi x reader !

content warnings; none summary; yumi is sick :( Requested?; no

"Helloo" I open the door to the group house and step inside. The house seemed still and everything was silent. usually the boys were up and about and definitely never this quiet. "Blake?" I call out once more and hear a very quiet groan coming from up the stairs.I climb the stairs and approach the door and knock lightly and another groan comes from the other side of the door, "Blake?" I open the door and see my boyfriend bundled up in his covers. I almost couldn't tell he was there he was almost completely covered in blankets, only his faced poked out from underneath. "Oh my god, Blake it's... " I glance at the time on my phone, "1:00 pm, you need to get out of bed" I pester him and he just groans again. "Blake, don't ignore me" stepping closer to him I can see his cheeks are red and his forhead glistens with sweat. "Oh no..." I reach my arm towards him and feel his forehead with the back of my hand, "You're sick, why didn't you tell me?"He shifts to sit up, "sorry I didn't wanna bother you, I knew you'd wanna take care of me" I squint my eyes at him, "damn right I would, wait here" I walk out quickly and hear him sigh.

I enter the kitchen and look in the cupboards, "yes! perfect" I grin and grab a can of chicken noodle soup from off the shelf. Fortunately I know the kitchen like the back of my hand, and I locate a can opener and a small pot.Once I'm done making the soup I bring it into the bedroom, I also brought with me cold medicine. "Sit up I made you soup" he looks over at me and smiles, "thanks." he laughs and reaches for the bowl but I grab it away "baby no, you don't need to feed yourself" I flash a grin and bring the spoon to his mouth. "Y/n I'm not a child, I can feed myself" his voice sounded raspy due to his nose being plugged.

"You're sick, just relax" I pout and he sighs, bringing his mouth to the spoon and eating the warm soup. "See that wasn't so bad" I giggle and ruffle his hair already very messy hair."so where is everyone? they left you here sick and alone." I pouted my bottom lip as I slid his hair off his forehead and placed a kiss. "Nick, Larry and Tanner are vlogging I think and Isaac is probably in his room." He answered Once he's done eating all of the soup I give him medicine and get a warm cloth to put on his head. "Ok get some rest, the sooner you feel better the sooner we can cuddle again".

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Yumi had been tossing and turning in bed for an hour and I couldn't watch him roll around anymore. I had been sitting at his desk watching over him. I walk over to his bed and look down at his face. Even though he looked uncomfortable he still looked really cute. He was so pretty.I lift the covers and crawl in beside him before he can object. He makes a startled noise and I wrap my arms around him, aswell as my legs around his. "Y/n you're gonna get sick" he tries to pull away but I hold onto him, "if you get me sick you can take care of me" I mutter into his chest and he finally wraps his arms around me. "Ok but don't say I didn't warn you" I can hear his smile and I run my fingers through the back of his fluffy hair, as he pulls me into a fervent kiss, long and full of emotion making us smile against each other before pulling away as he softly drags his thumb against my bottom lip.

He opened his mouth to say something but was quickly cut off by a knock at his door; The boys had come back home. Yumi got up from his spot with a groan and opened the door. I stood up after him, standing behind the door listening to Isaac say something about a capybara. I peeked my head around the door to see Larry holding up a t-shirt with a sloth on it only for Yumi to proceed to rip the shirt in half, "oh my. . ." I finally spoke, stepping out of the doorway and finally being noticed by the other guys "Y/n!" Nick pointed the camera at you "I'm sorry we didn't mean to disturb" He teased and the others joined in. "Grow up, idiots." I shot back, feeling Yumi squeeze my hand; he wanted to go back to bed. I turn to him for a moment, silently letting him know he can go back in and I'll be right behind him, "Wait before you go, Y/n," Larry runs down the stairs before quickly climbing back up them with a stuffed shark, "this guy is for you." He holds it out to me like it's a ring and he's just proposed, "oh shit, thanks. hes so cute i love him." I hold him in front of my face before pulling it into my chest. eventually I return to the room after telling everyone to quiet down and let my beloved sleep. he reaches out his arms and make grabby hands at me, I comes closer and he pulls me down on him. I throw the plush behind him and wrap my arms around his middle. He places a kiss on my forehead as i rest my head on his chest. "Once you're feeling better we should do something" I suggest running my fingers through his brown curly hair, he hums in response sleepily and we lay in silence, though it wasn't too late I knew he needed the sleep.His breathing gets slower after a while of laying together. He's fallen asleep, so I switch off the TV, that had been playing SpongeBob, and kiss the top of his head, smiling at his sleeping form. Pulling out my phone I take a picture of him laying on me since it was really cute. Eventually, my eyes begin drooping and my head is harder to keep held up so I put down my phone beside me, Yumi squeezes me slightly and soon I fall asleep too.