#i needed this <3 | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

emeto-secret-agent · 2 years ago

Note

13. Shaking or shivery

Florian had to pass through a snow storm in one of his travels and was shivering when he got home. Celia could help with him some herbal tea and cuddles

Thank you for the request! <3

@monthofsick

Warning: -

Novemetober Day 13 - Shaking or shivery

Celia never really liked the winter. Sure, it was beautiful in its own way, but the suffering it brought with itself was much greater in her eyes. The streets were flooded with cold and hungry people, no flowers or herbs would grow under the heavy blanket of snow and sicknesses haven’t seemed to die down. She worked the most in the winter months and was constantly anxious when she was going to get another new patient. She always did her best, but it was much harder to help everyone when she had to cut back on the herbs she could use and not everybody had the chance to have a warm room to rest in. And she was scared for Florian, even more, when he had to travel out in the heavy storms and only managed to get back home late. His guards took care of him, but even they couldn’t save him from nature’s rigid fist.

‘His Highness, the crown prince and his escort are back!’

The maid was on her feet the moment they heard the guards and servants' loud chatter from the main hall as they undressed from their heavy clothing and hurried inside, closer to the warm fire. Florian was amongst them, the snow still sitting in his hair, his face flushed from the cold, and gratefully thanked the servant who helped him take off his thick cape. He tried to unclip it but his hands didn’t obey him with the smooth movement. He must’ve forgotten his gloves.

Celia patiently waited for the prince with the other maids until he sent everyone away to rest and warm up while giving a fast report to his councilors. They seemed pleased, their trip must have gone well. Florian also smiled but Celia could hear out his voice shaking as he tried his best to stay collected. Celia quickly sent forward a maid to prepare a warm bath for the prince and she went for her herbs to make him a strengthening tea.

When Celia arrived back, Florian already finished up his fast consultation and was now heading to his quarters with a little army of servants behind his back. Their eyes met for a second and Celia caught his small smile before she bowed to him and the prince continued on his way. They’ll meet soon in his room anyway and she’ll be able to hug him tightly, feel him from closer than anyone else ever could here. Celia smiled as she imagined his cold, but strong body in her arms as his chilled-out lips softly pressed against her hot ones.

Not even half an hour later Celia was called into the prince’s private room. The guards haven’t even questioned it anymore, only gave her a knowing look as she walked past them. They were always so kind to her, she’ll have to repay it somehow. The prince was freshly out of the bath when Celia stepped into his bedroom, Florian only wearing a thick cloak over his bed gown, hiding under the heavy clothing for a little warmth.

‘C-Celia…’ smiled Florian at her when he noticed her step in as she quickly put her basket down, hurrying into his arms.

‘Florian, you’re back...’

‘Yes, I-I’m home.’

It was only a few-day-long trip but the castle wasn’t the same without him. Even if they couldn’t be together every day or even see each other, the thought that the other was close still gave them a little reassurance. As if they could always be at each other’s sides.

‘Florian, I love you, but your nose is freezing.’

‘Oh, sorry!’ leaned back the prince, but still holding her hands with icy fingers. ‘It’s just g-good to see you a-again.’

‘And you too… But you’re still shaking. Didn’t the bath help?’

Florian sighed as he shook his head. He tried not to show his shaking because he knew Celia would immediately jump on it, but his body was out of control. Not the water and not even the warmness of the room could stop it.

‘It was good, b-but… can’t seem to be able to stop the s-shivering.’

‘It’s fine, just your body trying to warm itself up. It should stop soon.’

‘Yeah…’

‘Do you want some tea? It should help you warm up. You should go back to bed in the meantime, I’ll bring it to you.’

Florian hesitated for a second before smiling at Celia and placing a soft kiss on her cheeks, freezing her face off during the gesture.

‘Yes, please. I’m sure i-it’ll do good.’

‘Just like always.’ chuckled the girl as she gently pushed him in the direction of his bed. ‘Now under the blankets with you. I don’t want you to catch a chill in this weather.’

‘If I do get sick, it’s already bound to happen.’ looked back Florian with a teasing smile and Celia just shook her head while laughing. Of course, they never would’ve wanted that to happen but for them it also would’ve meant more time to spend together.

The hot drink was ready in a few minutes, filling the room with the herbs sweet and particular smell. Even if Florian was a little skeptical at the beginning, he now got a liking to these drinks, especially when Celia’s dear hands prepared them for him every time.

‘Careful, it’s still hot.’

‘If anything, some w-warmth won’t hurt.’

‘It’ll if you burn yourself. Wait let me help you.’

Florian’s fingers were still shaking, his grip too weak to safely hold up the hot cup so Celia gently took it away and gave it a few blows before holding it up to the prince’s lips. They were still a little pale but life slowly started to get back into them. Florian took a careful sip before looking up at Celia.

‘You are spoiling me. I c-can hold the cup myself.’

‘What’s so wrong about a little pampering?’ chuckled Celia as she snuggled closer to Florian in the bed. ‘And you’re still shivering, I don’t want you to spill it on yourself.’

The prince scoffed but haven’t argued with her. He was tired from the riding and traveling, he was just glad to be finally back and in bed with Celia. With her next to him, somehow the whole world fell into place. The warm cup of tea disappeared fast and Florian pulled Celia even closer with a soft laugh. He was still shaking, his body trembling from head to toe every minute, but he was slowly warming up under the blankets and in Celia’s embrace. He pressed his face into her neck and cold feet on her legs.

‘Gosh, Florian!’ yelled Celia in surprise before bursting out in laughter. ‘You’re freezing me! Let go!’

‘Shhh, they’re g-going to hear you!’ laughed the prince as he tried to calm the girl down, but he wouldn’t take his feet off of her.

‘No, no! You’re killing me!’

‘Oh, hush you!’

Florian pressed his lips on Celia’s, freezing the words inside her. Her lips soon caught up on his rhythm and melted into his arms, successfully quieting her. The prince felt the butterflies exploding in his stomach as Celia pressed her face to his and leaned into his care, resting her face in the curve of his neck. It was so good to finally be able to hold her close.

Even the butterflies in his tummy didn’t want to die down as he buried his face into her hair. No matter how much he cuddled with her, the nervousness never seemed to die down. His heart beat fast and the shaking wouldn’t calm down, even under the blankets. If anything it only seemed to worsen. Florian swallowed the thick salvia in his mouth with confusion and the bitter aftertaste of the tea appeared on his tongue. Even the butterflies felt somehow heavy in his stomach.

But it’s surely nothing. His body is just trying to adjust to the new temperature. He slowly exhaled closing his eyes, but before he could control it a little burp escaped from his lips. Celia chuckled under him and Florian just shook his head. This is fine. Or would be, if only his tummy wouldn’t start to hurt for some reason. The heavy nervousness slowly turned into an ache that was quietly trying to climb up in his throat. Florian started to uncomfortably wiggle and Celia looked up at him.

‘Your tummy started to rumble.’ shit, he hadn’t even noticed that but Celia of course could feel it under her palm. ‘Are you okay?’

‘Y-yeah… ‘’m just a little…’ this time his voice didn’t shake because of the cold, rather than…

‘Nauseous?’ Celia quickly sat up and Florian gasped as the movement sent his stomach swirling.

‘Don’t know why, I’ve been fine.’

‘Well it looks like you can’t escape being sick.’ smirked Celia at the quickly paling Florian, before she grabbed his arm. ‘But now come, let’s get you to the bathroom.’

She didn’t need to say it twice, the next moment the prince was on his feet and with a hand over his mouth hurried to the toilet. The second he was on his knees and got his head over the toilet and long and wet burp pulled up a hot string of vomit from deep in his stomach which was quickly followed by another, bigger gush. He coughed and gagged, the bitter taste filling his mouth as he spat into the mess under him and sighed a little when Celia’s soft hands began to rub his back.

‘It’s alright, you’re alright.’ hushed him Celia as she held his hair back. She wasn’t mad nor upset with him suddenly throwing up the tea she made for him, only understanding and loving. ‘Just get it all up.’

And Florian sure did as another mouthful of his hot and burning stomach contents splattered in the toilet chamber in front of him. He spent another minute gagging and coughing but as he slowly managed to clear his mouth and get his breathing to calm down, the pressure also seemed to lift up from his belly.

‘How’re you feeling?’ asked gently Celia as Florian sat back with a confused smile.

‘I feel… good. Much better.’

‘Really?’

‘Mhm. My stomach hardly even hurts now.’

‘Well, that’s good to hear. Unexpected, but good.’

‘But it’s weird. Why did I have to throw up if I feel alright now?’

‘I’m not really sure.’ Celia tucked a few strands of hair behind Florian’s hair as she tilted her head sideways thinking. ‘Maybe the hot drink was too much for your stomach. We know you have a little bit sensitive tummy~’

‘Yeah, that’s right… Well, better than being sick, that is for sure.’

‘Indeed, my prince.’ smiled Celia at Florian as she stroked his lips with her thumb before gently kissing them. ‘Now if you’re feeling better, what would you say about us getting back to where we were?’

Florian softly laughed as he kissed her back.

‘I’d love to, my princess.’

#emeto #emetophilia #fluffy fluffy fluff #novemetober 2022 #prince florian #celia #don't question the medical possibility of this happening irl i honestly just made it up lol #established florian and celia #i needed this <3

17 notes · View notes