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writersmilex · 2 years ago

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Drama King

Sick | Derby Harrington X Fem | Reader

Summary: Bif calls you over to the Harrington House in a slight panic. Derby is sick and won't stop whining.

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It's Saturday, Even though the sun is shining through the thin peach-pink blinds of the room. (Y/n) is still asleep in her bed, sleeping in for today. And doing homework later. Her mobile phone is in charge at her bedside, the alarm clock is off. She doesn't have to do anything today, she already finished her homework last night. That's why she is sleeping in.

At least that was the initial plan for today...

Until (Y/n)'s phone buzzed to life, waking her up. With a heavy arm, she reaches for the phone to pick it up, "Who in their right mind dares to call me at this unholy hour on this day..." (Y/n) answers groggily. Whoever was on the other end was caught surprised by the rather cryptic answer. "Uh, good morning (Y/n), It's Bif." The voice of Bif finally comes through. There was an inaudible noise in the background on his end. "Are you busy with anything, right now?" He asks all innocent sounding, causing (Y/n) to get irritated. "Well, I was trying to sleep in. What do you want?" She already knew that Bif wouldn't just call her for the fun of it. Either he or Derby wants something from her. "Err, so..." Bif stammers, trying to find the right words to explain the situation. The weird noise in be background now sounds like a scream, a distant muffled yell of Bif's name sound from another room. "Spit it out, Bif." (Y/n) grumbles and rolls onto her back, staring at the ceiling blankly. "Alright, alright. There is something wrong with Derby, you need to help me... Please?" At least he said please, not all Preppies know that word and the meaning of it. (Y/n) lets out a deep sigh, "Okay, fine. I'll be there soon." she doesn't wait for an answer from the other side and hangs up on the Prep.

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It took (Y/n) another 5 minutes to get out of bed, and then get dressed to meet the Preppies at the Harrington house. Yawning, (Y/n) runs a hand through her hair to smooth it out just before knocking on the doors of the house.

It was Tad that angered, he looks slightly panicked "Oh, (Y/n) thank goodness you're here." He huffs in relief, looking glad to see (Y/n) has shown up as Bif had told him. "What could possibly be wrong with Derby that you have to coax me out of bed for it?" (Y/n) asks with irritation, entering the house as Tad steps aside for her, closing the door behind her. "Oh, it's a drama (Y/n). Derby was complaining about a headache yesterday, but now he can't even get out of bed. Or at least doesn't want to get out." Tad explains in a hurry, seemingly nervous. (Y/n) thinks she already has an idea of what's going on. "So... Derby is sick?" (Y/n) concludes, and Tad's face lights up. "Yes, yes! But it sounded more like he is bloody dying!"

Bif enters the room and immediately makes his way over to (Y/n). "There you are!" He snatches (Y/n)'s arm and pulls her back up the stairs towards a room that she assumes is where Derby resides at the moment. Bif stop right before the door, "Derby keeps moaning about how bad he feels and he won't stop complaining about it. You need to help him." He holds (Y/n) by her arms, he probably doesn't know how to care for sick people, but that doesn't matter right now. "If I help, what's in it for me?" (Y/n) compromises a deal. Bif sighs long, disappointedly, "Fine, I'll treat you to dinner for a full week." He offers in defeat. (Y/n) smiles in triumph victory. "That's more like it." (Y/n) claps with glee, "Let me handle this." (Y/n) then knocks on the door twice, announcing her entry before entering the room entirely. The bedroom is just as luxurious as the rest of the house, with velvet curtains and large paintings, Fancy polished wooden furniture and a king-sized bed. Under the sheets in the middle of that bed was a shivering lump. "Derby? What's wrong with you?" (Y/n) approaches the bed and pokes the lump which she assumes is his shoulder. The lump lets out a tortured groan and then shifts, crawling up to the head-side of the bed. A tuft of messy blonde hair reveals itself from the covers, just before the rest of Derby's head. It's evident that he is indeed very sick. His face is red, his eyes are bloodshot and he looks like he is in pain. "Oh wow... You're really sick." That is all that (Y/n) can say upon seeing the poor Preppy. "I did not notice that..." Derby groans sarcastically in reply. Her comment irritated him it seems. (Y/n) turns around to the private bathroom to get some supplies to help him. A rag drenches in cold water and looks for Bif. (Who luckily is still outside the door on guard) And ask him for more supplies, then she returns to Derby. "Am I dying?" Derby asks once (Y/n) gingerly takes a seat on the side of the bed. She can't help but snort quietly. "Not if you let me help you," she states and gently runs the cold rag over his forehead to cool him down. It appears to work as his body relaxes slightly, and then he coughs, which sounds very painful. A knock at the door announces Bif, who returned with the supplies you asked him to fetch for you. Derby let out another pathetic whine as (Y/n) leaves to get the things Bif got for her. Thanking him in the process. "Can you sue a sickness?" Derby sniffs, and rubs his nose in the sheets and writhing in his bed. "If you do that, you'll make your family look bad." (Y/n) answers, knowing how to talk back to the rich boy to keep him from doing stupid things. Derby is actually alright if you know how to talk to him and his other rich friends. Derby grumbles and dives back under the blankets. "no, no. Come back here." (Y/n) pulls the sheets down to bring Derby back. "Noooo." He whines, his arm resting over his eyes dramatically. "Stop whining... or you'll never get better." (Y/n) argues back and arranges all the supplies to help the Preppy get better. (Y/n) picks up a small box with medicine and a glass of water for him to take the medicine with. "You have to take these." She announces and gestures to the two objects in her hands at Derby. Derby looks at the two items blankly, before turning his head away with a small childish "Hmph." (Y/n) lets out a sigh, she was afraid of this, "This is going to be tough..." She mumbles to herself. ~~~~ Derby is indeed the worst patient (Y/n) has ever had! And she thought her little brother was bad when he was sick. Derby is whinier than ever, he won't cooperate and he believes he is dying. (Y/n) doesn't believe that he is dying, that is just him overreacting. But his complaints about his pounding headaches do get her attention. "It's like someone punched me in the head repeatedly until I lost consciousness," Derby complains while rubbing his temples in a futile attempt to ease the pain. "Sorry to hear that, Derby. I can't give you any more painkillers right now." (Y/n) says with sincerity. He has already taken a lot of those at the moment. She reaches over and gingerly strokes his hair. The blonde locks have a really soft and smooth feel to it. Expensive conditioner for sure. The feel of (Y/n) hand smoothing out his hair causes the Preppy to stop moving. His hands landed back on the silk sheets. He doesn't tell her to stop, so she keeps going and rakes her fingers across his scalp and Derby feels a shiver going down his back. Derby then suddenly shifts, lifting himself up with just his arms and shuffles over to rest his head on (Y/n)'s lap, landing on her skirt with a huff. "Keep going..." He demands weakly while snatching one of her hands and planting it on top of his head. (Y/n) doesn't protest and does as he asks, resuming the massaging treatment to the rich boy's scalp. "Your hair feels like satin, Derby." (Y/n) comments as she toys with the blonde strands, his usual neat haircut now made wilde by her hands. "You can never go wrong with coconut oil." He replies lazily and closes his eyes to relax.

The feel of her fingers continues, slowly lulling him to sleep. ______________________________________ Derby seems like the whiny type when he is sick, so I took that assumption and ran with it. And here we are. Thanks for reading.❤️ - Smilex

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sinnercryer · 3 years ago

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Haven’t done a fic recommendation in a good while so here’s another one!📹

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Steve sits at the kitchen table, a pack of frozen carrots wrapped in a tea towel against his swollen purple face. "I'm fine," he says. It’s over. They fought the monsters, and they won. Now he can rest.

Except in real life, the credits don't roll, and they don't get to skip ahead to Christmas.”

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“AKA Billy is trapped in the Upside Down and somehow manages to call Steve's house.”

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Thing is, it's not empty.”

[Addams Family fusion where they live in Hawkins and their 3rd child was Billy's mother.]

I Want To Run To You- imperfectabstraction

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The Fair - Myjokerbia

“Billy can’t believe he agreed to come here and stay, to some dumb county fair with Maxine and all her nerdy friends. She begged and begged to go and their parents wouldn’t let her unless he came along to supervise her. His original intentions were to drop her off and pick her up later, until they met up with her friends at the entrance and Harrington was there too. That’s how Billy found himself deciding to stick around.”

When The Sun Saw The Moon -Memessavedme

“When a Blood Moon appears over Hawkins on the 4th of August 1985 Steve doesn’t think much of it, that is until he wakes to the sound of his parents downstairs, Christmas decorations throughout his home and a calendar telling him today is in fact the 23rd of December 1984”

Shabbat-Pondermoniums

“It's no secret that the Harringtons are Jewish, but it's only after graduating that Billy finally pieces it together, and gets brave enough to invite himself over during their Shabbat.”

Hot Wheelz- hannahhsolo

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Enter Stevie Harrington, a pageant princess with long legs and a lot to prove.”

Fem Harringrove Roller Derby AU.

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