#scarletr johansson sickfic

[goldenempyrean]

sick reader and scarlett on new year’s eve using the prompts “Im sorry sweetie, theres no way that you’re gonna manage to stay awake long enough to see midnight.” and “Im sorry… This isn’t the greatest start to the new year”

Hold Me

Hey! I havent edited this yet since I just wanna get it out for you, I’ll fix any major errors later :) This request was really cute as well. Enjoy :)

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sorry…” You mumbled through a thick wall of congestion, “This isnt the greatest start to the new year.” You plucked another tissue from the once-full box to press against your streaming nose.

“Don’t be sorry sweetheart.” Your wife said sleepily from beside you. “Im sorry you’re not feeling well.”

You groaned, pulling the thin bedsheet above your head, trying to get even the smallest bit of warmth. It felt like your body had been turned to ice. Small shivers danced across your skin, noticing Scarlett leaned over, wrapping a secure arm around you.

“Y’know, if we cuddle then you’ll feel my bodyheat.” She smirked, shuffling herself towards you. And as her warm body came to rest against yours, you let yourself sigh contently. Sure you felt like absolute crap but being help in her arms was almost enough to temporarily forget… However there was one small thing pestering you in the back of your mind.

“Your gonna get sick.” You warned, burying your head further into the duvet as a set of damp hoarse coughs made you curl up.

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take.” And with that she pressed a long gentle kiss to the side of your cheek, “Now, is there anything I can do or get you to try and make this New Years any better for you?”

“Kiss me at midnight,” You smirked, laughing for a moment before it turned into another series of damp coughs trailing off as your nose began to twitch, “Hih- ..Hh’tTsHIEW! ..Hh’Hhh'ishiew!”

“Bless you, those sounded exhausting but Im sorry sweetie, I don’t think theres any way your gonna be able to stay up long enough to see midnight. I can already see you falling asleep as it is.” Scarlett began to run her fingers through your hair and you could feel yourself being pulled away by the temptation of sleep.

There was just one more thing that you could want, “Can you just hold me?”

“Of course I can.”