#esha wrote more than a few paragraphs wow

[esha-isboogara]

flu season

i caught a cold from my brother so i wrote this plus i needed a excuse to write for nico …this is sort of a wip but also not i just don’t know how to end it

nicolas brown x afab reader

poor y/n is sick :( luckily she has nic to take care of her

☆mentions of sickness and swearing. that’s about it

“Eugh…I see the bearer of the plague hasn’t left yet” Worrik scoffed , covering his mouth with one hand and backing away from you in a dramatic fashion.

God, he sure was pushing his luck extra hard today.

If you weren’t in such a sickly state you would have jumped off the couch and given him a good & hard punch in the gut.

But alas. You were too weak at the moment to do such a thing. Instead you flipped him off , snuggling deeper into the soft woolen blankets. They smelled just like Nic. A pleasant mix of smoke ,cinnamon and fresh rain.

It was such a familiar, comforting scent you couldn’t help but be a tiny bit obsessed. Almost like home to you.

“Shut the hell up”. You paused to cough a few times. “Nicolas said I’m allowed to stay since he doesn’t want me on my own while I’m like this”.

“Are you serious right now !? You’re just as good at fighting as the two of us”. He protested “You don’t have to be HERE. I know you have other allies around here go to someone else’s place and make them sick instead”. Worrick was visibly starting to get upset as are you.

“What’s the big deal asshole ? I’ve literally been here for like a day”.

“Youre in his T.V. watching spot” Nicolas spoke , entering the room with a cup of steaming tea in one hand and what you could only hope was a cool towel in the other.

“Well why’d the hell you tell me to sleep here then dumb ass ? I know damn well one of ya has a cot in this place I could have slept in one of your rooms”. You quipped, looking up towards him.

Despite your pounding head you sat up and crossed your arms.

[ did not want to make you uncomfortable]

“And I didn’t want to germs to get all over it. I’m the one who does the cleaning around here ya know”. Worrick huffed indignantly.

“Nic just send her home please I WANT TO WATCH MY SHOWS”.

Worrik was acting as childish as ever. Typical.

He could be quite terrifying to those in the outside world but living with him is the real nightmare. Times like this made you glad you didn’t live with him and had your own place.

“Nicolas…I’ve known you both since we were young I really don’t mind sleeping on your floor. Hell I’ll even sleep in bed with one of you I just really need a nap”.

He nodded and shot a dirty look towards his house mate. Nicolas trusted your skills as a fighter and as a former assassin but on days like these he much preferred to have you close so he could keep his eye on you.

Just in case. Normally he wouldn’t give a care in the world but seeing you so weak..it scared him

[She is staying here…I will move her to my room] Nic signed and kneeled down beside you.

Placing the items he was holding on the coffee table behind he allowed all his attention to go to you.

Your eyes met for a brief moment only for you to close them quickly in order to avoid looking like a love struck teenager.

You’re a grown women for gods sake.

Placing the palm of his hand on your forehead he nodded to himself as if he was taking mental notes. Like a doctor of some sorts.

[You are very warm. I will get you medicine and you can lay in my bed]

“Are you sure Nico ? I don’t want to make you sick too”

[I don’t mind. I want you to be okay]

You felt your heart flutter inside your chest as he scooped you up in his strong arms and carried you off to his room.

Too starstruck to say anything you stayed quiet enjoying the closeness between the two of you.