#scarlett johansson x sick reader

[mapis-putellas]

Natasha Romanoff/ Scarlett Johansson masterlist

Skin to skin

Such childish comforts

Emotional support bunny

Five times you find an excuse to carry Natasha and the one time she asks

Braids

The sick assassin

Accidents happen

Trust in me

Unconventional comfort

Tender moments

Bedtime

Clingy snuggles

The sleepy assassin

Cold as ice

Hot soup and massages

What we left behind Pt.2

Let me help you

Everything’s gonna be okay Pt.2

You don’t have to hide

I love everything about you

Let me take care of you

My poor sick baby

Touch starved

I’ll keep you warm

[natashaslesbian]

Another Mother | Part 3

Scarlett helps you out when you start to get sick, she hopes you’re getting closer until your dad tells you he’s needed back at work. All you truly want is your mother, not Scarlett

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings/Content: Sickness, Throwing up, Medication, One hint of non sexual nudity, One swear word

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You followed slowly behind your dad into the living room, finding Scarlett already settled on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. “Hey you two” Scarlett smiled, a little too friendly for your liking, despite your earlier bonding time. “Did you apologise?” The blonde asked Colin “yeah” your dad nodded. “Good, now let’s watch a film, what’s your pick y/n?” Scarlett said as she adjusted her position on the couch, hoping you would join her. She was slightly disappointed when you took a seat on the spare armchair beside the expensive looking couch, wiping at your suddenly stuffy nose “terminator 2” you said as you slumped down. “Oh one of my favs, nice pick” Scarlett said as Colin came and sat beside her. Your dad sighed as he got comfortable “guess I gotta get used to being outnumbered again” Colin smiled as he wrapped his arm around the blondes shoulders “looks like you girls are already ganging up on me” he joked. “We make a good team y/n” Scarlett smiled at you “we’re not a team” you coldly replied “just two people living under the same roof who happen to get on occasionally” you said with a croaky voice. You didn’t see it, but Scarlett smiled at your words. Even if it was only occasionally, she was happy to be getting on with you, it was a start.

Your eyes grew tired towards the end of the film, a small headache forming behind your eyes. The exhaustion due to your restless night soon lulled you into a comfortable doze. “I think someone’s ready for bed” Scarlett whispered when she saw your head slowly bobbing to the side. “Y/n, wakey wakey!” Your dad called, using that annoying voice which he thought was hilarious. Your brows furrowed as you shuffled slightly “Colin!” Scarlett groaned. “Sorry kiddo” he laughed “you tired? Why don’t you go take a nap before dinner?” He said. You sighed loudly as you sat up, rubbing at your sore eyes “no I’m good” you said. “You sure?” Colin asked worriedly, to which you nodded in response. “You do look a little pale y/n” Scarlett piped up. “God I’m fine! What do you care anyway?” You snapped as you stood from the chair, leaving heavy footsteps in the path of your exit. “Hey! What did I tell you about the attitude!” Your dad called after you. “Leave it honey, she doesn’t seem well” the blonde said, running her hand along Colin’s arm in what she hoped was a soothing manor. “She’s fine” he huffed.

You made it halfway up the stairs before a rough cough escaped your lungs, as if being home sick wasn’t enough, now you were getting actually sick. You finally made it to your bedroom, where you flopped down dramatically onto your bed. Being too tired to change, you rolled over into your stomach letting your heavy head hit the pillow. You slept through dinner, Colin left you to sleep when he came to check on you. You slept so deeply, it was morning the next time you opened your eyes. You whined as the morning sun hit your gaze, making your pounding headache ten times worse. You were slightly dazed, but still knew it was Monday, meaning you needed to get ready for school. You peeled back your duvet and began shivering despite the sweat running down your head. You somehow made it to the door quickly, ignoring the ache of your muscles in each step. When making your way to the bathroom, the haze behind your eyes caught up with you, sending you toppling down to your knees. The crash against the wall had your dad awake in seconds “y/n?” He said as he swung open his bedroom door.

You saw a hint of worry come over your dad as he ran towards you “are you alright kid?” He said as he began to help you up “god you’re boiling” he exclaimed, deciding it would be better to keep you sitting. An inquisitive blonde appeared in the doorway, also awoken by the noise “is everything alright?” She said. “You were right, I think she’s sick” Colin frowned as he held you in his arms. “M fine” you whined “gotta school go” you slurred. “No sweetie I don’t think you’re going to school today” your dad said “I…um…I’ll call them okay, and we’ll…we’ll get you feeling better in no time” he stuttered, slightly unsure of what to do “let’s get you back to bed” he said. “I think she needs a shower first” Scarlett said, still standing in the doorway. “What?” Colin said, looking up at her. The older woman came to rest the back of her hand on your forehead, you shuffled away when she came into contact with you, pulling a face of disgust. “She’s too warm, she needs a cold shower” the woman said. Colin’s face fell into shock “right…well uh” he mumbled. “I’ll do it” Scarlett said “if that’s okay with you” she asked as she placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, thrilled when you didn’t shrug her off. Your dad smiled at the offer from his fiancé “you go call her school” she smiled back “I don’t know the number” Colin said in defeat. “I’ll find it later” Scarlett said as she rolled her eyes.

You felt a pair of arms scooping you underneath your arms, gently lifting you away from the floor “ok sweetie, come on let’s get you in the shower” Scarlett said as she took on all of your weight. Being too dizzy to notice, you allowed yourself to be helped into the bathroom and deposited into the toilet lid. The running water caught your attention and you furiously rubbed at your eyes trying to regain your vision. “Hey try not to do that okay, you’ll make them sore” Scarlett said as she reached for your hands. “Leave me lone” you said as you saw a flash of blonde hair “don wan you” you grumbled. Scarlett was getting used to your standoffish attitude, so she didn’t take your words to heart. “I know you don’t y/n but you need a shower and I don’t think you can do it yourself right now” she said as she checked the temperature of the water. Satisfied that it was cool enough, Scarlett began peeling away the shirt stuck to your skin “we’ll keep your underwear on okay but I need to take your shorts off too” she said soothingly. Despite your best ideas, you allowed the blonde to help you stand and step out of your shorts as they pooled at your ankles. “‘S cold” you groaned as you stepped underneath the water. “I know sweetheart but we gotta cool you down” Scarlett said as she helped you to sit in the tub.

You whined as more of your skin came into contact with the cold water, Scarlett gently shushed you as she helped you to settle against the tiles. You didn’t put up much of a fight once your body was supported by the tiles and Scarlett took the opportunity to search for your schools phone number. Once she found it, the actress poked her head out of the bathroom door and called for her fiancé. “I got the schools number” she said as Colin climbed the last few steps. “Thank you baby, is she okay?” he asked as he typed the number into his own phone. “She’s only just got in but it should cool her down a bit. I’m guessing Marie used to take care of this kinda stuff?” Scarlett questioned. Colin smiled at the mention of his late wife “yeah she did” he said, reliving all the times you would be napping with your mother when you had a cold. “Why don’t you go make her some breakfast, she needs to eat before we give her some medicine” Scarlett said as she held Colin’s hand lovingly “okay yeah” your dad sighed as he ran back down the staircase, still in his panicked state at your sudden sickness.

Scarlett returned to the side of the bath and leant over to gauge your temperature, she was delighted when you felt much cooler than before. “Okay let’s get you out sweetie” she said as she reached for a fluffy towel. “No tired” you mumbled through the droplets of the water “thought you said it was too cold?” Scarlett smirked as she helped you to stand up again. “Don wan your help if you jus gon make fun of me” you argued, your anger a stark juxtaposition to the grip you had on her arms. “Sorry baby” Scarlett said, the nickname sliding off her tongue so naturally. You grimaced in annoyance at her affection but allowed her to help you back to your bedroom nonetheless. “Sit tight okay, I’ll grab you some fresh clothes” the blonde said as she sat you on your bed “I feel sick” you groaned as you wrapped your arms around your bubbling stomach. Scarlett took notice of your movements and hurried across the room to place your bin underneath your chin. On cue, the small contents of your stomach came out, it was mostly acid considering you hadn’t eaten in almost 15 hours. “Alright sweetie, it’s okay, let it all out” Scarlett cooed as she ran her hands along your back. You pulled back when you were done, avoiding the bin as you moved your head forwards to rest on the blondes frame. She placed the metal can back on the floor and gently soothed the skin of your arms. “I…I need to get dressed” you stuttered as you slowly pushed Scarlett away, feeling guilty for relying on her so heavily. “Do you want some help” Scarlett asked. “No, I can do it” you said as you pushed yourself to your feet and turned your back to the older woman, ending the conversation.

Scarlett waited just outside your door while you pulled your clothes back onto your cooler body. Colin came rising back up the stairs with a tray of fever friendly food. “Hey, she’s just getting dressed” the blonde said as she leaned over the tray to give her fiancé a kiss. “Okay hunny, thanks for looking after her” Colin said “I made her soup and a few slices of toast” he sighed as he held out the tray, wishing you could get better quickly, he hated to see you like this. “That should settle her stomach a bit, she threw up” Scarlett frowned, also hating to see you like this. “Oh god okay, I’ll see if I can get the rest of the week off work, I’m due back tomorrow” Colin said. He placed the tray on the hallway table and pulled out his phone to call his boss when a small whimper came from your bedroom. “Scarlett?” You called out “yeah sweetheart” the blonde replied leaning gently against the door. “I think I need some help getting dressed” you muttered “okay I’m coming in” Scarlett said as she picked up the tray of food for you “I got her” she nodded to your father. Scarlett couldn’t help the pitying whine that escaped her when she came back into your room. You were half sitting on the bed and half sitting on the floor, you’d managed to dress your lower half but when trying to put a loose sports bra over your head, you failed tremendously. The older woman kept her eyes above your shoulders as she helped to pull the bra over your chest, when you were covered she grabbed the large shirt she had laid out and helped you to slip into it. “Thank you” you whispered, “don’t mention it sweetie.

You climbed back into bed as Scarlett carried over the food your dad had prepared “‘M not hungry” you whined as she set it down on your lap. “You need to eat y/n, you’ll feel better I promise. And after your done we’ll get some medicine in you then you can sleep okay” Scarlett said, unconsciously leaning forward to brush away a loose strand of your hair. You continued to moan in disagreement but soon you had finished the whole meal, you felt a little bitter though you were definitely not going to tell Scarlett she was right. Your dad stopped by as you were finishing up, arms full of medication as he wasn’t sure which ones you needed. You and Scarlett both chuckled as his frantic state “give it here” she blonde rolled her eyes and reached for the basket. “How are you feeling pumpkin?” Colin asked as he rested a hand on your forehead “sleepy” you whispered “we’ll get you tucked in soon I promise” he cooed. Scarlett found what medicine you needed and helped you to swallow it, despite your unwillingness. She stood back as her fiancé helped to soothe you to sleep “get some sleep” Colin said as he switched off your overhead light, leaving you to rest. “I can’t get the week off” your dad sighed as he closed you bedroom door “they’re behind on scripts for the sketches I gotta go in” he sighed. “She’ll understand baby” Scarlett said as held Colin’s hand tightly “and I’ll be here to look after her” she said. “I know it’s just, her mom used to watch her when she was sick, or on school holidays, practically all the time cause I was at work. I thought I would finally have a chance to be there for her” Colin frowned. “She knows that you love her CJ, and she knows that you’re always gonna be there for her, wherever you are” the blonde said as she brushed his cheeks in her hands. “Come on, I think we have time for our own breakfast while she sleeps” Scarlett smiled as she lead her fiancé back down to the living room.

The pair kept a close eye on you for the rest of the day, although you slept for most of it. Despite your sickness, Scarlett and Colin used this time to spend together, basking in each other’s comfort. You were awake now and enjoying a sit com in the silence of your room. The medicine was beginning to ware off and you felt the same bubbling in your stomach return from earlier. Colin shot up from his desk when he heard the retching coming from upstairs, he jumped into action as he ran up to you followed by Scarlett. The door swung open to reveal you with your head over the bin once again “oh pumpkin” your dad cooed. “Daddy” you whined as she came to your side. The blonde also appeared behind you, pulling your hair into a loose ponytail to avoid it getting in the way. Colin nodded in thanks to his partner as he gently stroked your back “it’s alright kiddo” he soothed. When you were done, you leaned back against your dad in defeat. He didn’t waste a second as he scooped you up into his arm, bringing you back to your bed. You saw the look in his eyes, the one that meant he had something to tell you “you have to go to work tomorrow don’t you?” You quietly asked. “Yeah baby, I’m so sorry there’s nothing I can do” Colin said as he reached around your shoulders to hold you against himself. “Scarlett will be here though, she can look after you okay?” He said. You drew your gaze to the blonde standing at the foot of your bed. You wished your dad could be with you, the comfort of your mother was absent and now so would your father’s, Scarlett was the last person you wanted around right now. “Okay” you sighed in defeat. You supposed it could’ve been worse, and Scarlett had helped you out today. Whether or not you wanted to admit it.

You soon fell back asleep in your fathers arms, feeling comforted by his presence. You didn’t join him and Scarlett for dinner, your stomach not being able to hold anything. Nightfall soon came and you resorted to having a movie marathon having slept so much already. You were feeling worse than ever as you couldn’t take any of the medication on an empty stomach, but you just couldn’t keep anything down, your tummy was constantly aching. It was around three am when you couldn’t hold back from stumbling over to the bin again. You had no concept of time and the world was going around in a blur. “Y/n?” You heard as you gently turned your head to the footsteps closing in. “Oh pumpkin” Colin sighed as he came to your side. “Dad” you whined as you leaned into him “what time is it?” You asked. “About 3” your father said. You glanced towards your window, seeing no light leaking through “am?” You said feeling guilty for waking him. “Go back to sleep daddy, you have work today” you said as you toyed with his necklace. “It’s okay baby don’t worry about me” Colin said as he too your face into his hands. “You’re gonna be tired” you frowned, your vision blurring slightly. “No, no sweetie it’s okay” your dad said as he helped you to stand.

“Come on let’s get you back to bed” Colin said as he supported your weight on the short walk back to your mattress. “I wanna go home” you said as water crept up behind your eyes. “You are home kiddo” your dad sighed as he began to tuck you back into bed. “I’ll never be home again, not without mom” you cried, thinking about your moms soft hands gently flowing through your long hair. “Pumpkin, you gotta let her go” Colin whispered. “What like you did” you snapped, sitting up with a sudden burst of energy. “You just let her go, moved on and forgot about her. You sold her house, drove in some new bimbo to replace her and just let her go!” You shouted, tears now streaming down your face. “Y/n” your dad sighed “it’s not heathy to keep holding on, she would want you to-“ he continued before you cut him off “don’t you dare say she’d want me to move on” you sobbed. Colin sat back in defeat as you flipped back down into bed, turning your back to him and pulling your stuffed bear close to your face. “Y/n” he whispered “just go dad. You’ve got work in a few hours. I’m not gonna be the reason you get fired for falling asleep at your desk” you muttered under your breath, shaking due to your small outburst and probably your once again rising temperature. “Scarlett’s here if you need anything” Colin said coldly as he headed off back to bed for a few extra hours. “Like fuck” you cursed.

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- Astara Bell

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[goldenempyrean]

sick reader and scarlett with “Okay Ms I’m-not-sick, tell me why you sneezed five times in the span of an hour.” and “I don’t get colds.” where reader is super sneezy but in denial as they try to shoot some movie scenes

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〚 Notes - Okay I know Im posted less then usual, that'll probably be the case until my exams are over! Anyway, enjoy :) (also, have I even bothered to edit this? No of course not, so excuse the errors) 〛

〚 Summary - You're obviously getting sick, wether you want to admit it or not. And its obvious your girlfriend wasnt about to let you work for long once she found out. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 10023 〛

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As the cameras rolled, the set was buzzing with energy. The crew was rushing around, trying to make sure everything was perfect for the next scene. The other actors were getting into character, preparing themselves for the performance. Then there was you, playing the lead role in the newest hit rom-com that was predicted to break box-office records, and were you excited for the day ahead? Nope. You definitely were not – not with those aching sinuses and the constant need to sneeze looming at the back of your nose. 

Atleast you had Scarlett with you though. Your girlfriend had been hired as one of the leading producers for the film so the two of you were able to spend a lot of your time together. As you readied yourself for your scene, she took her place, giving you an eager thumbs up before ‘action’ was called.  

You tried your best to ignore the tickle in your nose and the pressure building in your head as you delivered your lines with enthusiasm. But then, in the middle of your monologue, you felt a sneeze coming on. You tried to suppress it, but it was no use – your body took over, and you sneezed loudly, causing the other actors to pause their lines and the crew to stare at you in surprise. 

“Bless you!” You heard her voice call out, causing you to look over in her direction offering a small scrunch of your nose as you mouthed a ‘thank you’ 

You tried your best to focus on your lines and immerse yourself in your character, but your body had other ideas. You’d only managed to get some take done before your nose grew annoyed once more. You could feel the tickle in your nose growing stronger with every passing moment, and you knew it was only a matter of time before the inevitable sneeze came. 

Sure enough, a few minutes into the next scene, you let out a loud, explosive sneeze that echoed throughout the set. You froze instantly, looking around to see if anyone had noticed. Scarlett shot you a concerned look from behind the camera, but you ignored it, determined to push through. But your sneezing didn't stop there. You sneezed again, and again, and again, each time feeling more and more drained. Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes, the scene was over, and you collapsed onto a nearby chair, coughing into your elbow whilst trying to ignore the worried looks of your colleagues. 

Suddenly there was a hand rubbing against your back. “You ok, my sweetheart?” You felt Scarlett��s warm hand against your back as she rubbed it affectionately, “Something bothering that nose of yours?” 

You tried to give her a reassuring smile, but it came out more like a grimace as you cleared your throat - though it did little to hide your obviously raspy voice, “It’s nothing, I don’t know why that keeps happening.”  

 “You getting sick maybe? There has been something going round.” Scarlett worried, that worry only increasing when you turned away to cough into your elbow, exhaustion plain on your face. 

 "I don't get colds," you replied defensively, trying to mask the stuffiness in your voice. 

Scarlett raised an eyebrow. " Well, you're definitely sneezing a lot for someone who doesn't get colds. Why don't you take a break and rest for a bit? I can handle things here." 

"No, it’s fine. I really don't get colds," you repeated stubbornly, trying to shrug off her touch when she brought her palm up to your forehead, "It's probably just allergies or something." 

Scarlett gave you a skeptical look, but she didn't push it further. Instead, she went to talk to the director, explaining that you were feeling unwell and needed to take a break. Luckily your director was a kind soul and was more than understanding. Infact, he ended up telling Scarlett to just take you back the trailer – it was better than you accidently infecting anyone else with the cold you totally didn’t have. 

As soon as she was given the go ahead, Scarlett quickly ushered you to a quiet corner of the studio, where she sat you down away from the looming eyes of you colleagues and brought over a glass of water along with some tissues. "You're not fooling anyone, you know," she said gently as she sat beside you, handing you the tissues. "You're clearly sick, and I know you don’t get sick often, I know but you are right now, so you need to starting taking care of yourself more baby. This isn’t good for you sweetie.” 

You went to respond, ready to brush off her concerns but instead your nose spoke for you, “iishiew! Hih’tshoo!” 

"Bless you. Look, I know you're trying to tough it out, but I'm worried about you. You need to rest," Scarlett said as her palm touched against your forehead once more, her thumb brushing against your eyebrows this time as she used her hand to shield your eyes from the harsh lights, "You're really burning up." 

You groaned, feeling defeated. Scarlett was right - you were feeling worse than you wanted to admit. Maybe it was time to stop being so stubborn and take a break. "Okay, maybe you're right. You leaned further into her touch, feeling the coolness of her hand against your clammy forehead. "Okay, fine," you said, your voice a little hoarse now, "Maybe I do need to take a break." 

Scarlett smiled, looking relieved. "Good. Let's get you back to the trailer and make you some soup or something. Whatever we do we’ll get you tucked up in bed and have you feeling better in no time I promise sweetheart." 

As Scarlett led you away, you couldn't help but feel grateful for her support and concern. Even though you were stubbornly trying to ignore your illness, she was there to remind you that it was okay to take a break and take care of yourself. Maybe you weren't as invincible as you thought, but with Scarlett by your side, you knew you could get through anything. 

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[lyak12]

i luved ur recent nat fick! I have an idea for another a fick with scarlett and reader but only if you like this idea

so maybe reader is also an actress and has to film a scene in water but doesnt dry off afterward and ends up getting like the flu/cold and then Scarlett is also a producer and is now all worried because she personally didnt think the scene was necessary for the movie but now reader is sick from it so she takes her back to the trailer to sleep. ♥️

no presure though, luv ur work so much 😙

A/N: Thanks so much anny for this req and I'm sooo sorry that it took me so long write. I know you've send it a while ago.. however I really hope you like it. It's not as long as I would've hoped but I hope it'll do:)

Warnings: non just fluff:)

Unnecessary cold

Word count: 763

Summary: you catch a cold through some unnecessary circumstances

You had been discussing this scene with Scarlett for days already. While she thought it was not necessary for the movie, you were excited to shoot it.

You have been working on this new action movie with Scarlett for a few weeks already, and it has been great so far. It wasn’t often that you got to work on the same set as your wife. While she was playing the other lead role, she was also one of the executive producers.

„Scarlett it’s gonna be so much fun“, was what you told her. However, the water you were meant to crawl out of was freezing. It didn’t bother you too much as you shot the scene, but you never got the time to dry off afterward since you immediately continued shooting.

The next day, you felt the consequences of that. You woke up with your head pounding, your nose completely stuffed up, and your throat felt like you were swallowing razor blades. As you turned around to bury your head into Scarletts chest, you found her side of the bed empty. Lifting your head confused, you could see her side of the bed made as good as she could and find a little note on her pillow.

Hey Baby,

You looked so peaceful, I didn’t have the heart to wake you.

I’m on set already. I see you later.

I love you so much

Scarly xx

You couldn’t help but smile, almost forgetting how miserable you were feeling for a second. Peeling yourself out of bed, you get yourself presentable and make your way to set. In hair and makeup, you realize how bad you were actually looking. You’re so pale that the makeup artist had to put on an extra load of makeup and bronzer just to make you look somewhat healthy. You apologized to her, but she just smiled sadly, giving your shoulder a warming squeeze.

Coughing your way through dressing into your costume, you honestly never hated it more. Your corset like top that used to be only slightly uncomfortable was making it really hard to breathe now.

By the time you finally got to set you were ready to go home already. The fever you were probably running was making you slightly woozy and you just felt miserable. Eventhough you were trying not to show it, Scarlett immediately could tell.

Usually Scarlett rarely broke character however as she saw you she just stopped talking and walked up to you.

“Baby, are you okay?”, she asked, worried. “Scar, what about the scene?”, you asked instead of answering her question before coughing into your elbow harshly. She turned to the director and said “See I told you that scene yesterday was shit!”. You were surprised to see her getting so angry immediately, but she was very protective over you.

Placing a hand on your stomach over your corset, you try to take a deep breath, only partly successful. She saw that you were struggling, so she said “Come on let’s get you to the trailer. You need to rest”, she said, but you wouldn’t just give in. “But what about the schedule? I’m okay”, you say but are immediately wrecked with coughs again. “Oww”, you mumble, grabbing your throat. The cough only making your throat hurt even more. “Yeah, you’re in no state to film. Come on, let's go”, she said and laid a hand on your back, guiding you back to the trailer. You stopped her shortly and turned away from her, sneezing into your elbow.

“Bless you darling”, she said gently and rubbed over your back. Making your way to the trailer, you realize how exhausted you were. Maybe Scarlett was right. You needed to lay down. Once inside, she closed the door and said “Turn around Baby”. You did as you were told, and she opened up your corset, you finally being able to breathe a bit better. Once she helped you get changed, you leaned heavily against her. She kissed your forehead, seeing the caked on makeup on your face. She picked you up and carried to the small bathroom. Sitting you down next to the sink, she grabbed a makeup wipe and gently started to wipe off your makeup.

You were already falling asleep at her gentle touch. Once she cleaned your face with some cleanser, she also applied some moisturizer and carried you to the small bed. You were deeply asleep at that point, and Scarlett couldn’t help but smile at you.

After placing a kiss on your forehead, she whispered “Sleep well, baby. I love you so much”.

[applejuicefruit]

Can i request actress reader comforting kylian after they lost the champions league but he got so mad that he break up with her and so he leaves her alone because she is supposed to go at the oscar on sunday? (since it the oscar weekend) and he regrets it?

kylian mbappe x reader

Oscars

“Oh don’t be like this” you said, only earning a more pissed Kylian. You knew you shouldn’t be mad at him, these past few hours were hard for him, he lost the champions league again, hell, he didn’t even make it in the quarter so once he was back home you chose very carefully the words you were going to say to him but his ego and diva behaviour was making it really hard for you. All you did was comforting him, telling him that you were proud of him and that he shouldn’t give up because his moment would come but he took it in the wrong way, almost blaming you for the loss. You knew you shouldn’t have let his words hurt you but still, he shouldn’t have got mad at you.

“Like what? Just leave me alone” he snapped back at you.

“I’m trying to comfort you Kylian but you’re making it very hard…” you speak, more in a lower tone.

“I don’t want your pity! It’s that too hard for your little brain to understand?” he said.

Ouch. That hurt you.

“I’m gonna pretend you just didn’t say that…” you said back to him.

“Why not? Isn’t that real? You’re talking to me about making it big when you’re the first one who can’t do it…” he said and you felt your eyes becoming glossy.

You knew exactly what he was referring to.

You were an actress, probably one of the most paid actresses in Hollywood nowadays but your success came later in the years and at a very low pace.

You started acting in small shows and movies when you were only seventeen, most of the times never making it pass important auditions but at the time you were young and naïve so as long as you acted, you were happy like that. When you were nineteen you got chosen for an important movie with important people. Let’s just say that Leonardo DiCaprio, Scarlett Johansson and Robert Downey Jr were in that movie too. Last minute you decided that you didn’t want to make the movie, you had your good reasons, more than good reasons but you never felt like telling the public what made you step back from the movie so the media called you a “stupid little girl” for a few years. You didn’t care if they didn’t know the reasons, you knew that in a sick place like Hollywood they wouldn’t understand.

But now you were twenty three and very successful. You’ve been into a movie two years ago that made your career go crazy and that movie was exactly the reason you’ve met Kylian. He was invited at the global premiere and you both started talking that day. One thing led to an other and now you were dating. After that movie you got casted more and more, both in successful shows and films and this year you were going to the Oscar because you got a nomination as best leading actress. You still couldn’t believe it. So what Kylian said hurt you very much, also because he knew the reasons you stepped back from the first movie and right now you were feeling judged.

“We’re not talking about me Kylian…” you said.

“We shouldn’t be talking at all! We’ve lost…that’s it…the team wasn’t focused, I wasn’t focused, maybe you were the reason I wasn’t good tonight” he said shamefully blaming you.

“Me? What have I done?” you asked him in disbelief.

“You’re always on me! Distracting me y/n! You’re just a distraction and you’re the reason I wasn’t focused on the match!” he said and you couldn’t believe of what you were hearing “this thing between us is not working…I can’t be focused on games when you’re around, I’m sorry but it’s better if we break up” his face showing no emotions.

“What-what are you talking about?” you asked him, your tears falling from your eyes.

“That we’re done…I need to be more focused on games and you’re taking a lot of my time…I wish there was a solution but there’s not…” he was avoiding your look.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me anymore Kylian” you took a step closer to him.

“Don’t make this harder y/n…” he whispered.

“Do it!” you shouted back.

“I don’t love you anymore” he said, his eyes empty almost as if he was soulless.

You felt your heart breaking in millions of pieces. Like someone ripped your heart from your chest.

“Okay, fine…you’ll never see me again if that’s what you want” you said gathering your jacket and purse just lo leave his house.

He didn’t even say goodbye.

Nothing.

So you left, called a taxi, booked a flight and came back to your house in Los Angeles.

And that’s how you found yourself getting ready for the Oscars all alone. Kylian was supposed to come with you, to be your plus one. To the night that was supposed to be the best night of your life from the night you didn’t even want to attend anymore.

Your team noticed a drastic change in your behaviours. You spoke less, you ate less and you slept more. They didn’t particularly know what happened between you and Kylian, they just knew that something happened.

But here you were, in a hotel room full of make up artists and stylists trying to get you ready for your big night.

You were wearing a sleeveless gold shimmery long dress, the one Kylian chose for you when a month ago he came with you choosing the dress for the big night.

On the red carpet everyone expected to see you with Kylian so you could only imagine how surprised were the other guests when they saw you walking the red carpet alone.

This was your night and you wouldn’t let anyone ruin it, that’s what you thought.

So the ceremony started and you’ve never been thrilled to be there.

And the turn of your nominations came and, of course, you won. You didn’t expect it, not at all, so you got up on stage and gave your speech even if you couldn’t contain your tears and emotions. In the backstage you took all the pictures and videos you had to do and came back to your seat watching the end of the show. You felt like dreaming.

Once the ceremony was over you went back to the hotel, changed your dress and attended the after party and for just a few hours you completely forgot about what happened a week ago with Kylian. You were having the night of your life, the moment of your life and you didn’t want anything to ruin it.

A lot of people congratulated with you, most of Kylian’s teammates sent you a quick text saying how proud they were and you were really happy about it.

The party was over and you came back to your hotel, finally leaving those high heels behind and changing into some comfortable pajamas. That’s when you took a selfie with your golden statue in your hand and posted it back on insta, thanking everybody for the support you’ve been receiving.

Kylian liked it. And commented with a red heart. But you ignored him and went to sleep.

Kylian knew how stupid he was the moment he saw you stepping out of his apartment. He regretted saying those words to you but he knew he was too late. He spent the whole week thinking how to apologise to you. So that’s why he was sitting in the lobby of your hotel thinking what to say to you. He knew that last night was your big night and he didn’t want to put you in a bad mood so he waited until the next morning.

You were happily sleeping when a knock on the door woke you up from your sweet dreams.

You knew you had to attend some interviews but not at seven in the morning.

So you stood up from your bed and went straight to the door not even daring asking who it was.

You were surprised to see Kylian standing there.

“Hi…” he said shyly to you.

“What are you doing here?” you asked him not even looking at him.

“I’m here to apologize…” he confessed and you laughed.

“A bit late for that, don’t you think?” you asked him in a sarcastic tone.

“I fucked up, I know that, please let me make it up to you…” he begged you and you could see that he was saying the truth but it didn’t change the fact that he hurt you and made you feel guilty.

“You fucked up really bad” you said.

“I know…please, please, forgive me y/n…I never stopped loving you, this past week was the hardest one without having you by my side, fuck, I said those horrible things about you and I’m so so so sorry…” he apologised, a tear slipped from his eye.

“It’s not enough Kylian…you talked shit about me, about my career, you made me feel like I was nothing…” you didn’t want to cry again but you were still feeling very empty from the night before so a few tears fell from your eyes.

“I know and I’m so sorry about it…I never meant say any of that, I love you, I love how passionate you are about your career, fuck, look where you are now, with an Oscar! You made it and I wasn’t here with you…I left you alone when you needed me and I’ll never forgive myself for that…” he said truthfully but you didn’t say anything back “…I know you’re mad and you have every right to be mad at me…but I don’t want you to go away from me, I love you so much and I can’t think of living a life where you aren’t there…please baby…” he took your hands and kissed them.

“Okay…” you whispered, knowing how much helpless you were without him.

“Okay?” he asked softly smiling at you.

“Yes…but I’m still made at you! You have a lot to make up for…” you said smiling a bit.

“Okay…” he took a step closer to you “how about we start now?” he teased you when he put his hands on your waist and gently pushed you toward the bed, helping you laying down.

You couldn’t help but smile, finding comfort in Kylian’s touch once again.

[baddestbittyontheblock]

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𖡻𖥸𖡻 i'm a barbie girl by @romanoffsbish scarlett johansson x fem!reader

-scarlett & you reach new heights in your relationship after an interesting, boozy conversation about the barbie movie

𖡻𖥸𖡻 the new face by @yelenasdiary scarlett johansson x reader | light angst, fluff, 1.4k, body insecurities?

-you let scarlett use you to model for an instagram live for the outset.

𖡻𖥸𖡻 the young mistress’ keeper by @gayerthanevertbh scarlett johansson x fem!reader | 18+ MINORS DNI, car sex, g!p scarlett, breeding kink, pet names, pure angst, cheating, age difference, cum eating,  fighting

-you meet an actress on the subway and fall in love with her eventually, not knowing that she was married to someone else. 

𖡻𖥸𖡻 birthday suit by @abbyromanoff scarlett johansson x reader | smut, food play, strap-on use, daddy kink, breeding, punishment, face riding, blindfolds, orgasm-denial, teasing, cunnilingus, fingering, thigh riding, dom/sub dynamic, slight nipple play, slight possessiveness, squirting, small housewife kink, praising, degrading, petnames, aftercare, small pet play, cnc

-after making you wait all day long, your wife has you open the last present of the day, her.

𖡻𖥸𖡻 mommy issues by @xqueen-of-disasterx top!boss!scarlett × bottom!fem!reader | smut, boss/employee relationship, pet names

-your boss scarlett has some special plans for the celebration of your promotion

𖡻𖥸𖡻 another me? by @gayerthanevertbh scarlett johansson x reader | pure comedy, flirting

-you and your girlfriend, scarlett, were having a normal dinner when you heard someone breaking into your house. 

𖡻𖥸𖡻 everything's going to be okay by @lots-of-pockets scarlett johansson x reader | 2k

-you and scarlett had recently broken up. when you go to her house to pick up the last of your things, you see that she was nowhere to be found. despite your better judgment, you decide to go and investigate. the sight that greets you all but breaks your heart.

𖡻𖥸𖡻 everything's going to be okay pt: 2 by @lots-of-pockets scarlett johansson x reader

-after scarlett’s sickness, you both sit down and talk about your relationship status.

𖡻𖥸𖡻 i love everything about you by @lots-of-pockets scarlett johansson x reader

-scarlett loves everything about you, and she’s determined to show it

𖡻𖥸𖡻 you're my wife by @yelenasdiary scarlett johansson x reader | slight angst, comfort, fluff, mentions of past bullying, 1.2k

-scarlett reminds not only you but the entire world who you are to her.

𖡻𖥸𖡻 just a minute by @yelenasdiary scarlett johansson x reader | fluff, 1.3k, no warnings

-meeting scarlett for lunch while she’s at the office turns into a waiting game.

[romanoffsbish]

A Dreary Existence

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Misogyny!!, Insecurity, Mean Media, Creepy Man—Unwanted Attention/Touch.

Smut: Mommy (S), Little Dove (R) | Shower Sex: Oral / Fingering (R) | Nipple Piercings/(Temperature) Play (R) | Double-Sided Strap: Penetration / Oral (R gets throat fucked), Thigh Riding (SJ) | Kinks: Praising, Marking/ Biting.

Request: @unlady-like-12-25-36

Scarlett noticed a change in you about a month ago when she returned from filming in Italy. While away she'd FaceTime you regularly, but with the time difference your exhaustion had seemed fair. Now though, that she's back, it makes no sense. You'd been so tired lately that you'd been missing dates, something that never happened even when you were in college. The closest she could get to you now was at night when you were asleep in her bed; so dead to the world that she wondered if you were sick.

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New lines were etched into the skin around your eyes, making her heart stutter for a cause, and she knew she'd have to figure it out alone. If there was one thing she knew after dating you for the last two years it was that you were stubborn, and unnecessarily independent.

When she met you at that random party thrown by a mutual acquaintance all she wanted was to make you hers in every sense. She was there with a friend, and you were the hosts close friend, so it was a lucky encounter. Frivolous events like this were rare for Scarlett, but at the time she needed to blow off steam, and that's exactly what she did with you.

Beneath her was where it all started, it wasn't hard to seduce you, but it was hard to leave. There was this gentleness to you she found comforting, it wasn't something you encounter in another often, and it wasn't worth losing. When she stared into your twinkling eyes she was genuinely hooked, her lips gently slid over your smiling set, then she settled into the bed, and pulled your body into her warm embrace.

Breaking her strict rules of a one night stand, because she knew you'd be hers in the end.

You gave her most of you, she's tried to do the exact same, but for some reason you weren't willing to give up your complete solitude. Never denying her the privilege of showering you in gifts, but you were clearly hesitant to accept, and you always made her let you pay for your share on dates. She's yet to tell you, but she takes your half and sets it aside, hoping that one day you'll fully accept her support.

There's just no reason for you to work, running yourself ragged, when you could be her pretty little housewife. Working remotely from the office back home, or from her trailer on set if you truly insisted, at least until you started having kids. After that you'd settle in well as her arm candy for the red carpets, and as her precious girl back at home, you just had to give in to the temptation, and stop fighting peace.

Scarlett had been gone today at the studio doing corrective voice overs for a finished project, but she'd only allowed the intrusion in her schedule as you had work today anyways. Tomorrow though, she intended to spend the entire day with her precious love in her arms.

The following morning came with cold sheets though, and a corresponding groan fell from her soft lips. Against her minds fog she jumped up and ran downstairs just in time to catch you exiting., "Baby?!," she called out, and you turned to her with a wide smile, but the front was obvious. The lines she observed under the light of the moon were obvious signs of your exhaustion, but seeing your dulled eyes in the glow of the sun peeking in only confirmed it.

"Where are you going at 5:30am on Saturday?"

Scarlett had been busy the last three weekends with the Outset business, so she'd yet to know this was a regular occurrence. Roberto was relentlessly fighting you on it, but you're trying to tell him that weekends are off limits now for the sake of your lie holding water with her, and also because you miss the carefree nature of your relationship, and her warm embrace.

"The office.," you internally cringed at how uncool your words came out, but you had yet to tell the woman of your dreams that you're a failure who's yet to get a job in her field.

"They make you work on the weekends?," her eyebrow was raised, frustration clear in her stance as she pushed for the truth she could tell you were hiding., "Mhm, I have to run some numbers is all, I'll be home in time for lunch."

"Please call in baby, I ship off for another film in a few week's time, I need my Y/N snuggles.," her pout nearly won you over, but the numbers running in the back of your mind lent to your sad smile as you shook your head. You couldn't afford to get lost in her comforting embrace, it would keep you from ever returning to that wretched restaurant, then you'd be even worse off financially, and that's just embarrassing.

Even though it shouldn't be, it's exactly what your lover wants, and quite frankly, the idea has become more appealing as time flies by. You actually have been dreaming of what could be in your sleep. Finding yourself wrapped up in her strong arms all the time, traveling the world with her as she makes more than enough money for the both of you and even then some. Still, somehow your pride prevails, and you found yourself shooting her down to work.

With a regretful sigh you dropped your bag, and pulled her dejected form into your body, laying a careful kiss to her temple., "I'll be home around three my love, I'll bring takeout, and we can watch whatever you want.," you cupped her cheeks., "Snuggles free of charge.," then you pecked her lips, and allowed her a brief moment to deepen it before you were pulling away., "It won't even feel that long."

"I feel every moment that you are not here.," she sniffled., "I just want you to cuddle me.," her voice cracked, as did your heart, and if not for the nagging voice in your mind you'd stay.

"I promise I will cuddle you when I get home Scar, but I really do have to get going.,"you softly kissed her cheek, then left before she could push you any further, because your fight was dwindling with every day that passed.

Scarlett grabbed her keys not even a minute later, turned her GPS on, and followed your dot on the map., "My poor, overworked baby..."

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There was nothing much worse than a lunch rush on a Saturday afternoon, where groups of restless people would enter the understaffed restaurant you were still hopelessly managing. Even after earning your masters in your field of study over a year ago, it was a fruitless search for work, and you were starting to lose all hope.

Every interview ended the same, with a strong shaking of hands, and utterances of 'we'll let you know by the end of the week' leaving the crusty lips of the old man who had been staring at your cleavage far longer than your eyes.

Then you'd overhear through the grapevine that "Johnny," or "Terrence," got the position. A bunch of men dominating you in sex identity alone, because the lord knows you ran circles around them in your college days. Your grades alone outdid theirs, but on top of that you did far more outside internships, even more than required by the university because you cared. It'd always been more than a money grab for you, but it didn't matter how much you valued the work when nobody would fucking hire you.

Even though you were beyond exhausted, this job was far too physically demanding for you to take time off, plus the owner of the shitty chain establishment was truly a jerk. Expecting you to pick up the slack when his wages weren't enough to keep the best of your employees on the roster. One by one they'd realize their worth, the same way you should've and now you were left with a skeleton crew of kids.

Teenagers who had limits on their shifts, and even more so had a youth to be present for. There wasn't much they could do, and that left you working a shit ton of doubles, because the only other leaders on the team were unreliable. Susanna had three kids so she left early a lot, Brian worked his shifts, but without much skill. Then the owners son Trent only worked two times a week, the glorious morning shift you had today, and he never worked a weekend.

The idea of quitting remains at the forefront of your mind everyday, but the weight of your student loans was crippling you, and on top of them you had a hefty car note to pay and rent.

Scarlett, the woman of your ever flowing dreams hadn't nary a clue, but when she asked you to move in six months ago you'd just renewed the year long lease with your landlord. You'd attempted to get out of it, but he didn't budge, and according to him paying out the lease wasn't an option either so you continue reluctantly paying for dust mites to live there.

Scarlett's been trying to get you to settle down with her for awhile now, to move in, and so you did that to make her happy, as well as yourself. You still refused to let her tend to your every need though. It was already plastered on the internet by jealous fans and cheap tabloids that you were a gold digger, and no matter how quickly your lover comes to your defense in interviews, or to your sobbing form, it doesn't quell the fear of being what they paint you to be if you give in to her dreams of you quitting.

"Y/N?," your entire body froze at the sound of the familiar voice, it wasn't a welcome one., "Trent, what are you doing here?," you turned around to see him in street clothes, wearing a wicked grin as his eyes shamelessly roamed over the entirety of your body. It disgusted you how he felt entitled to do such a thing, but there wasn't much to say when his daddy signed your checks, so all you did was smile.

"I never get to see you anymore.," he replied in an accusatory manner, making the discomfort in your chest only rise higher. It was true, your schedule had changed a bit after Scar came home, you worked the mornings that he didn't,  and that included the weekends. Clearly this upset the boy, but truly it was a relief for you.

Trent had been rather obsessed with you since you were in undergrad, barely even an adult and he was ogling you even though he was well into his twenties at the time. Now you were well into your twenties, and though he was around Scarlett's age, you found the similar attentions off putting coming from him

"Well, my girlfriend is back in town, and that definitely called for a schedule change.," you relayed dryly while wiping down the bars counter tops, slyly observing the way his jaw harshly clenched as you remind him once again that you're off the market; as if that had ever mattered, because you have shot the man down more times than you honestly care to admit.

"Oh yeah, the actress who spends most of her time far away.," he taunts with a smirk, as if he'd said the funniest thing ever., "Why do you wait around for her, huh?," you scowled at the undetectable insinuation he was making here.

"It's obvious she doesn't care for you like I would.," you physically held back a gag as his misogynistic nature wins out, as if he could ever touch the success your girlfriend has., "She lets you work here in my father's dump; a pretty girl such as yourself deserves to be taken care of Y/N.," the glare you sent his way wasn't much of a deterrent as he just kept digging.

"It's becoming clear to me that she only keeps you around for the sex, it's probably amazing," this time when he ogles you your body lurches., "You deserve so much more than that honey, you deserve to be treated like a queen, and you very well know I can offer it all to you."

"Go to hell Trent.," you tossed your dirty rag at him, then went to brush passed him, but he was quicker than you as he grabbed your arm, trapping your body against the bar with his., "Listen here you ungrateful bitch, I've been more than patient with you, and I'm getting tired of this damn game you're playing, stop."

In your stand off with Trent you never noticed Scarlett settling down at the end of your bar, and so you also didn't see just how swiftly she got back up until she was swiveling the pitiful jerk away from you, and knocking him out cold in one swift punch., "Are you okay my love?"

The eyes and phones of the nosy patrons on you made your skin crawl, Scarlett instantly noticed the anguish on your face, and guided you out of the restaurant and to her Audi Q5.

"Scarlett, what are you doing?," you tried to rush back into the restaurant, the situation now hitting you more clearly, and the fear you felt at losing your job nearly had you in tears.

"Taking you home, and preparing to launch a lawsuit against that entitled fucking pervert and his father, I've always hated the asses."

"I-I can't afford to lose this job Scarlett!"

The fear in your voice startled her enough to put the car back in park, she shifted to look at you, and her heart stuttered at the sight of your shaky hands and accompanying trembling lip.

"What do you mean Y/N? What about the engineering gig, hm?," your lip only wobbled harder., "There is no engineering gig Scar."

"Why have you been lying to me?," your eyes squeezed shut tight as you heard the hurt in her voice., "I-I'm sorry Scar, b-but I didn't want you to know I failed, I've been trying so hard to get a better job, but it never works out."

"Y/N, you're not a failure."

"Aren't I though Scarlett?," her heart broke as you stared at her with teary eyes., "All this schooling under my belt, but I've yet to land even an entry level job. What's wrong with me that I can't even win one of those freaks over?"

Scarlett didn't respond with much, she muttered a simple no, placed a comforting hand on your thigh, and drove off with the windows down and your playlist turned on.

When she made it home she parked her car in the driveway, then she moved swiftly to your side where she pulled you out and directly into her strong arms and kissed your temple., "Not a damn thing is wrong with you my love, the world isn't fair, and no matter how evolved we become misogyny will almost alway win out."

"I can't afford to be unemployed Scarlett, I have to go back and somehow fix this mess."

"No, that's out of the question Y/N, there's no way I'll let them have access to you ever again," her hands delicately brushed the hair from your face as she peered into your eyes with love and worry., "What kind of bills do you have that are making you this stressed baby?"

"I have student loans, a hefty car note, credit card debts and rent.," her eyebrows furrowed., "I just renewed and couldn't buy out my lease."

"Well, consider it all handled my love.," you shook your head and she gently stopped you with her hands on your cheeks., "This isn't healthy, you're running yourself ragged, and I will not have you working with filth anymore."

"But—."

"Listen to mommy now, and let me fix this.," her response was clipped, but with an air of tenderness you desperately swooned into.

In an instant your body gave into her pleas, it was honestly such an easy thing to do after you'd been teetering on the edge of giving in for so long now., "Okay mommy.," she grinned as she leaned in to kiss you languidly., "There we go baby, just let mommy take care of you."

Scarlett quickly guided you to the bedroom where she shed you both of your clothes., "Let's get you cleaned up baby.," she pressed her lips to your shoulder before she lightly began to sway your bodies as the water warmed up, and for the first time in forever you felt at ease.

The warm water streamed down your bodies as she tenderly washed away the remnants of your unfinished shift, and as she ran the loofah over your exposed skin she couldn't stop marveling at the sight of you., "You look so beautiful."

Scarlett's lips upturned as she watched your eyes growing murky, "My pretty little dove," you whimpered as her words spurred your mindlessness on further, her teeth then grazed over your pulse point, causing you to shiver and moan as she bit into the delicate skin.

"Tell mommy what you need.," she husked, and smirked against you when she felt your nails digging into the skin of her shoulders as your hips canted forward of their own accord, "I want all of you mommy: mouth, fingers, cock."

"Such a greedy little thing.," she teased while carefully lowering herself onto her knees., "Taking what she deserves, I love to see it."

Scarlett slightly readjusted your bodies just out of reach of the streaming water as she lined her face up with your glistening cunt to avoid being water boarded as she eagerly ate you out.

Then being the tease she is she lightly kissed your clit, chuckling teasingly as you chased her lips for relief, but alas they were slightly out of reach. Her plump lips had moved down to mark up your lush thighs like she never failed to do. There was a bit more precision in the way she nipped and sucked at the skin today, and deep down in your fuzzy mind you knew she was overcompensating for Trent's words.

No one else would ever have you again, you were hers, and he was a dead man walking.

"Mommy, please.," she smirked as you begged, her tongue slow as it ran over the new mark at the top of your thigh, residing just by where you needed her., "Beg for it baby.," she purred, and continued to place love bites on your lower stomach where a pressure was steadily rising.

"Please, mommy, I need you so bad, it hurts."

"Oh no.," she pouted, looking up at your face through hooded eyes., "I'll fix it my little dove."

Scarlett was growing impatient herself really, the light floral scent of your body wash had been slowly being drowned out by the overpowering scent of your arousal. Without another moment wasted she dipped her head down and ran her tongue over your slit with an accompanying deep moan., "Mmm, so good..."

With your safety in mind she threw one of your legs over her shoulder as an anchor, she placed her hand on your opposite hip, and then dove right on in, using only her tongue, masterfully so, to bring you over the edge in no time at all.

She tenderly lapped up your ever flowing juices while she waited for your body to calm again, once your thigh muscles relaxed she brought two fingers to your pulsing entrance, and as she sucked your sensitive clit between her lips they entered you with anticipated ease.

"Taking my fingers so well little dove.," you clenched hard as she mumbled into you, and the blonde curled her fingers within you as she was met with this new wave of resistance that only really served as a challenge to her to get you to your peak again., "So good for me."

Her pace picked up as you began to move down against her thrusts., "Mommy please, I—.," and with an experimental nip to your clit she had you scratchily screaming her name as immense pleasure coursed throughout you, your upper body was now convulsing as your fluttering walls attempted to hold her fingers captive.

Whimpers left you as she removed her fingers, and even more flew from your lips as she was not stopping her tongues flicking until your entire orgasm was coating her lips and throat. Never one to waste was what she always said when you'd weakly protest, and she stood true in her words as she cleaned you up right now.

Scarlett left her hand on your hip to keep you steady, and with skill she rose up, maneuvering your leg so it was hooked around her hip now. Gentle kisses were littered across your skin as she rose, and as soon as she could kiss you she did. It was heady, and all consuming as your mind focused on the sliding of her tongue over yours, and the way your very essence lingered.

It was only when she felt your warmth smear across her abdomen as your hips reflexively humped against her that she pulled back., "Fuck, mommy loves it when you're desperate like this for her baby, such a beautiful sight."

It wasn't long before your body was colliding with the mattress as Scarlett laid you down. Quick as can be she slipped her end of the strap into her with a husky groan that left you aching for more, walls pulsing around nothing as you waited for her to fill you up like only she could.

A gasp tumbled from her lips as she finally had a chance to take your appearance in, and she was near to her own release as she caught the light reflecting off the metal in your nipples. For the last year she'd subtly hinted at her interest in such a cosmetic change, and in your eagerness to please she was blessed. She knew you had gotten them pierced, she remembers the excited phone call from a few months back, and the corresponding photos that kept her going while she was away from you, but this is her first time actually seeing them in person.

Because contrary to asshats earlier belief, this is the first time since Scarlett's been home that you'd both engaged in such sinful activities.

The urge to fuck you into the mattress had only increased as she took not only the new jewelry in, but all the marks she'd already left on you. You looked positively pretty enough to ruin, still, she held off for the sake of indulging her need to give her attention to your awaiting breasts., "Close your eyes little dove, and no peeking—mommy has a surprise for you."

Scarlett quietly pulled an ice cube from the mini fridge in the bedroom, then she hovered over your body, the heavy red strap settling atop of your slit spurring on a groan from you, spreading your wetness all over her length as she gave a teasing thrust of her hips.

"Shh, let mommy have fun first.," she shushed you, then before you could even think to beg for more she was swirling the ice cube around your nipple., "Oh my god, holy fucking shit.," you had no time to even process the newfound sensation as she was throwing you into the depths of your dizzying arousal as she followed the numbing up with the warmth of her mouth.

Humming in contentment around your nipple only made you cry out for more, so her tongue swirled inquisitively around the metal, and in turn your body was squirming beneath hers., "Mommy loves her present.," she purrs, and begins to kiss across your chest en route to your other breast., "Thank you little dove."

While repeating the process on your other breast her hips began to grind down in search of her own relief, the noises you were making as she stimulated your breasts had her feeling a desperation she needed to quell, and with her strap buried between your thighs was the way.

In an effortless move she lined herself up with your gaping hole, and while biting into the flesh around your nipple she slid into you, she was rewarded with a choked moan, and more of your breast as your back arched off the bed.

Angry red lines now marked the once clear skin of Scarlett's back as you held onto her for dear life, because with every thrust her erect nipples would skim over your overstimulated set, and it was bordering painful, which shockingly only seemed to be turning you on even more. That much was clear to you as you felt your arousal dripping down your ass and onto the sheets.

The pace she set was unrelentingly brutal, the both of you were reduced to panting messes in a short span of time. Her end of the strap was smooth, but yours had ridges to symbolize veins, and with each thrust you could feel them scrape against your innermost sensitive spot., "Feels so good mommy.," you moaned breathily before whining., "Please go harder..."

She buried her face into the crook of your neck, and managed to rut her hips even faster., "Fuck, mommy's so close baby.," her hand slid between your bodies, tweaking and pinching your overtly sensitive nipples, and you shrieked in pleasure., "Cum with me little dove.," she husked while slipping her hand even further to deliver one harsh swipe against your clit that sent your body writhing, and that sight alone caused Scarlett's walls to clench around her end, and with a few fast paced circles to her own bundle she was collapsing as they pulsed.

Soft kisses were left against your neck as the both of you came down from your highs, you were far more gone though so Scarlett got to watch you in awe as hers had faded far faster. Your chest was heaving incredibly fast, and your eyes were hazy, but with the soft caresses from your lover they started to calm and clear.

"Are you okay my love?" you nodded with a dopey smile, then sighed as her lips were pressed to yours in a precious, soft manner.

"I'm going to clean you up baby, then we'll get ready for a night of movies and cuddles, yeah?"

Scarlett's brows furrowed when you frowned and shook your head., "Wanna make you feel good too mommy, wanna taste you, please?"

It warmed her heart to see you so concerned with her pleasure, but truth be told all she wanted in this moment was to hold you close. However, she didn't want to deny you, so she did the next best thing, and pulled out of you. Then she pulled the strap from herself, and tapped your lips with the end that had been inside of her when she came moments prior.

"Go on baby, clean up the mess you made.," you happily obliged, running your tongue over it then moaning as Scarlett's essence coated your tastebuds., "I missed you so much.," you whimpered pitifully, then without a moment's hesitation you took more of the strap into your mouth, sucking the slick silicone with vigor.

Scarlett severely underestimated how arousing watching you clean her slick off of the strap would be, so when a renewed need for relief hit she straddled your thigh, and began to move her cunt against you, spreading her wetness all over your skin while deviously pushing more of the strap down your unsuspecting throat., "Such pretty noises baby, god you're so hot, I just can't get enough of you; you're all mine."

Scarlett saw the tears streaming down your face and it was such a glorious sight, pairing with the sounds of your gagging and she was a goner, her face now thrown into your shoulder as that delightfully familiar coil was tightening.

Scarlett moaned wantonly when your thigh suddenly tensed., "That's a good fucking girl.," she groaned, then she was harshly biting into your shoulder as waves of white hot pleasure coursed throughout her body in droves, you whimpered as the pain of her teeth sinking in enough to draw blood overrode the pleasure of having your throat fucked as she used you.

A satisfied smirk against your skin replaced her teeth, spurring a weak sigh of relief from you, and for her to pull back to see the deep mark., "Mommy's sorry baby.," she gently kissed the angry skin, then her tongue swirled over it to soothe it as best she could for now., "It's okay."

Her soft reassurances were followed by her lips on yours as she haphazardly tossed the strap across the room., "Mommy's got you now."

Her words double meaning weren't lost on you.

The blonde was absolutely spent, but if there was one thing she loved more than railing you senseless it was doting over you right after. After taking a much need breather, with her head resting over your heart so she could hear the exact moment you'd mellowed, she hopped out of bed, and pulled you up to escort you back to the restroom where she left you resting on the toilet with her skincare lines clay mask

While she let the mask set she hurried about the room, discarding the dirtied bedding, and pulling the other set out of the closet to throw into the dryer to ensure maximum comfort. Then she placed an order for Chinese food on her phone, and collected some comfy pajamas.

When she entered the bathroom she found you pouting as best you could with the tightening mask on your face., "Why so glum my love?"

"You were gone too long Scar, I missed you.," you sniffled for emphasis, and she smiled so tenderly you could feel your insecurities melt, and your heart finally settled. This is where you belonged, and you were done fighting that fact.

The blonde straddled your lap as you sat on the toilet so she could properly pamper you, using a damp rag she removed the mask, then she used The Outset's cleanser before finishing your face off with the night and eye creams, and a firm kiss full of all her love to your lips.

She lent you against the doorway as she made quick work of the bed, and as soon as she was done you flopped onto the warm bed with a content expression on your face., "Comfy?"

She giggled when you spread out like a starfish in response, a heavy sigh followed from your lips to emphasize your happiness and she pecked your cheek just as her phone dinged., "Make room for me love, I'll be right back."

"Scarlett, I said I'd bring home the takeout.," you whined pitifully as she reentered the room and she chuckled while settling the bags down on the folding TV trays., "Yeah, and you did.," she winked cheekily, then to prove her point she sloppily kissed your lips, and lo and behold your essence was still present on her plump lips., "This is our dinner my love."

"How much?," she rolled her eyes while facing away from you., "Well, I thought we'd split it, but if you worked up more of an appetite of course you can have an extra portion."

"Scarlett...," she hushed you with a soft glare., "None of that, there'll be no more splitting of costs, if Trent said one thing of substance in his miserable life it was that you deserve to be treated like a queen.," her heart melted as you smiled bashfully., "My queen," she reaffirmed with a possessive grip on your hip and chin, guiding your lips to her to kiss you once more.

"I love you Scarlett.," you nuzzled into her side, and her arm gently draped over your shoulder., "I love you too baby, now open.," you giggled as she raised a spoon full of rice to your lips, and your eyes focused in on the movie she chose.

It wasn't long before the blonde felt your body slumping further into her, so she discarded the containers, turned off the TV, then brushed your teeth in bed since your eyes were droopy. Then with an exaggerated sigh she settled in behind you with her arm wrapped tightly over your midriff as she placed a few feather light kisses to the exposed skin of your neck.

"Sweet dreams my love.," you murmured a soft goodnight in response, and succumbed to the exhaustion., "There'll only be good things to come for you now, my beautiful little dove."

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Where are you going S.J

Scarlett Johansson x daughter!reader

Summary: Rose found out R was sick and prevents R from going to school before calling for backup

Your POV I got ready to leave for school as usual and mum had already gone out as she had an early shoot today. Rose was also ready to leave and I was going to drop her off at her school before heading to mine.

"Sis, are you okay? Are you going to school?" Rose asked.

"Yeah, of course I am, what are you talking about?" I replied tiredly, wondering why she was asking such a question.

"No, you're not. You're sick." Rose pushed the fact in my face. 

"Only stupid will catch a cold, I'm not stupid. I don't have a cold, I'm going to school." I defended myself. Rose easily proved me wrong by stealing my bag from me when normally I would have retaliated.

She rolled her eyes and if mum was here, she would have told her off. Rose pushed me into my room and made sure I lay down. "I can get to school just fine by myself. I know the way." She said after taking my temperature. An overwhelming sense of achievement washes through me when she was so independent. I know mum did most of the work, but it was nice to see her development while growing up.

I heard the front door close and knew that Rose had left for school. The sense of tiredness hit me like a truck and I went to sleep immediately.

"I'm so sorry mummy has to leave, they called for a last minute reshoot." Mum said at my bedside. It was only the both of us, Rose wasn't in the picture yet. I think I was about her age then.

I was also sick that day but I understood that mum had to leave. I was a little sad because all I wanted was to cuddle with my mum and watch movies all day. "It's okay, I understand." I said as I sat up from bed.

"I placed the medicine on the counter so take it when you wake up again okay?" She instructed before kissing my forehead. "Mummy loves you."

"I can take care of myself. Love you too! Bye bye!" I waved at her before seeing her leave the door.

I woke up again feeling sticky all over from my sweat. I looked at the clock and it was already past 10 o'clock. I guess I did sleep for a little while.

"Do you want a towel?" Someone asked me.

"Yeah, sure." I replied, taking the towel and wiping the sweat off my face. It was a lot more refreshing but the sweats soon reappeared.

"Have you taken your medication?" She asked.

"Yeah, I took it."

I just realised I was holding a conversation with someone in my room and I didn't know who. Someone who managed to get into the house without raising the alarm. I turned my head to the side and it was Lizzie who was next to me.

"Oh, it's you." I heaved a sigh of relief that it was no stranger.

Elizabeth POVI was tending to my garden when my phone rang. I decided to let it ring for a while since it shouldn't be in any rush. After tossing aside my gloves, I noted that the phone was displaying Rose's number. She should be heading to school at this time.

Lizzie: Hey Rose, Why are you calling me? Shouldn't you be heading to school?

Rose: Aunt Lizzie! Yes, well... I was but sis got sick and she couldn't bring me to school But it's okay, I know how to go to school.

Lizzie: Y/N is sick?

Rose: Yeah, I was wondering if you could go check on her? You have the keys to our house, right? Sis can be a bit stubborn at times.

Lizzie: Yeah sure, Are you already at school?

Rose: Yes, Aunt Lizzie

Lizzie: Alright, have a fun day at school.

Rose: Thank you! Bye Aunt Lizzie

I hung up the phone and got ready to head to Scarlett's house. I really needed to have a talk with her. How was she able to bring up one child who is stubborn and another so caring and thoughtful?

Granted, Y/N grew up when Scarlett was still growing her career and so she spent most of her time alone. It wasn't easy for her to open up to anyone and she spends most of her time in her room. I guess it gave Scarlett a piece of mind as well since she knows she wouldn't be getting into trouble.

I went to the nearest pharmacy and bought things that were needed for a sick child and went to Scarlett's house. Y/N was still asleep when I reached so I went to prepare some food for her when she wakes up, knowing she'll be hungry.

Y/N finally woke up after a while, I don't think she recognised I'm here as I passed her the towel and asked if she took her medication. I see that she was dressed for school, meaning she was really intending to go to school if not for Rose stopping her. Suddenly her head snapped towards mine and said. "Oh, it's you."

"Yeah, how are you feeling? Rose told me to come."

"She meddles too much."

"She cares for you." I told her. "Did you take your temperature? How high was it?"

There was some slight hesitation in her eyes before saying. "Around 37 degree celsius (99 F)." I'm guessing it was actually closer to 38 degrees, reaching 39.

"Are you hungry? I have some soup waiting for you downstairs. I can heat it up quickly and bring it up for you. In the meantime, you can change if you want." I said, getting up from the chair next to her bed.

I was about to reach for her door handle when I heard a thud. Y/N was on the floor and I quickly rushed towards her and helped her up. "Y/N! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I was surprised she got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" She asked with tears in her eyes.

"I'm just going to the kitchen." I said.

She began crying even more hysterically and I tried hard to calm her down. "Where are you going? I missed you. Don't leave me."

I don't think she was talking about me anymore. Y/N was clinging onto me, not letting me go. So this was how she was feeling when Scarlett left her for work. I know the actress feels bad about it and there's nothing much she can do, but to think that the child was suppressing all the emotion all this time.

"Y/N..." I said quietly. "It's not 'where are you going', but 'please don't leave' isn't it? Sometimes you need to tell your mother what you want."

"Where are you going?" She continued to cry, I don't even know if she recognises that I'm not Scarlett. I sighed and carried her back to bed. She was in no position to be eating when she was in such distress.

After I calmed her down, and she went back to sleep, I pulled out my phone and called Scarlett.

Scarlett: Hey Lizzie, Is it important? I'm currently filming

Lizzie: Scarlett, Y/N is sick.

Scarlett: Is she okay? How did you know?

Lizzie: Rose called me. Do you think you can get off work early today? I have something to tell you.

Scarlett: I can try. But it would still be a couple of hours.

Lizzie: Better than nothing. See you soon.

Scarlett POVAs soon as Lizzie ended the phone, I went to talk to the director to check if we could move my scene forward and film mine first, so I could leave earlier. Thankfully, she was understanding and tried shifting the order of filming around. I thanked her and apologized to everyone for the inconvenience.

It was another three hours before I was finally free to leave and since it was close to Rose's time to get off from school, I swung by to pick her up as well.

After asking her how school was and knowing that she had a great time in school, she asked me if I knew that Y/N was sick at home and I nodded my head.

Lizzie was sitting in our living room and munching on our snacks while watching 'Room' on the television. I told Rose to run up to her room before making my way to Lizzie. "You wanted to tell me something?" I could tell from her expression that it was something serious.

She told me how Y/N was crying and was kinda delusional due to her temperature.

I didn't intentionally make her feel left out or lonely but all those little acts that I didn't take added up. During her school break, when I leave for work, Y/N would be at home alone. Sometimes I wished I was a normal parent, so I could just apply for leave and bring Y/N to travel overseas and see the world, spend some time together. I missed so much time during her childhood. But I couldn't really do that until recent years.

"Thank you for telling me Lizzie."

"I'm just going to say bye to Rose before leaving." I nodded my head and went up with her but I went to Y/N's room instead.

She was still sleeping and I didn't want to wake her up. Lizzie was right, she did intend to head to school if not for Rose stopping her. Checking her temperature with the back of my palm, it seemed like it had gone down quite a bit.

"There's no way to rewind time and to correct the mistakes I've made but if I could, I would. Who cares about making a name for yourself, when your own child is missing you. I'm everywhere on the screen, but I was unable to be there for you. Missing the time to take care of you would probably be my regret forever... I'm sorry."

"I love you. I just want you to know that you can still come to me whenever and I will hear you out." I sighed and pulled the blanket closer to her before kissing her forehead.

Lizzie was already gone and Rose was sitting at the dining table so I guess Lizzie fixed her a bit of cereal to have while waiting for me.

Your POVI sat up immediately after mum had left my room. I was awake the entire time. The stairs weren't quiet at all, especially with two women climbing the stairs. It was obvious who came into my room from the footsteps. I almost felt as if my fever went down a notch because of her words.

Rubbing my face I changed and went down because I was hungry. I haven't eaten since breakfast and I went back to sleep again when Lizzie came so I was starving.

"Are you feeling better?" Mum asked as I appeared. I nodded my head and checked if there was anything to eat. "Looking for the soup that Lizzie made? I can heat it up for you." I nodded my head again. She went to take out the pot to heat up the soup.

I was sitting at the dining table when Rose pushed me and looked towards mum. I looked at her curious as to what she was doing. She waved for me to go closer.

"She's finally back." She whispered in my ears and nudged me again closer to mum. I quietly slide out of the chair, not making a sound.

"It's-"

I slid my arms around her waist and rested my head on her back. "Please don't leave." I heard her turned off the stove and turned around so I looked up at her.

"I'm not going to leave, from now on, you're my number one priority."

"What about me?" Rose whined.

"You too, Rose."

"I love you too." I said before hugging her tighter.

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My name is Janila (Not Really)- I like to write fanfics of my favorite movie or anime/comic characters, although I am a very busy girl I do sometimes post my own stories or sometimes I would just re-blog some of the fics that I find interesting or is my favorite.

I post a lot, and by a lot I mean- I re-blog a lot. (Requests are open, and please be respectful. I accept smut related contents, but I am more on to fluff... Although my re-blog contents are sometimes filled with smuts and Twitter links, but I swear, I am innocent!😇🙏)

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Pink- soft smut/Fluff/Short

Red - Angst

Purple - HCS

MARVEL UNIVERSE-

-Touch- (soft smut, fluff) } Natasha Romanoff x F! reader

-I wanna hold you- (Angst) } Natasha Romanoff x F! Reader

-cookie- (short, fluff) } Natasha Romanoff x F! Reader

-Sacrifice- (Angst) } Natasha Romanoff x F! Reader

-Natasha is crushing over you- (SFW HCS) } Natasha Romanoff x F! Reader

-Yelena and Natasha- (Short) } Sister fight with Yelena & Natasha

CELEBRITIES-

-Pinocchio- (Short, fluff) } Scarlett Johansson x F! Reader

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Sicktember 2023!

Hello everyone!! I know I’m late to the party but better late than ever… right? also, this will technically be sicktober (yes I’ll post it on october) because I still need to plan these :( I hope that’s alright!!

Also, I plan on writing these as drabbles, because I have been super busy with uni lately, and also because of a writer’s block that I’m battling against.

Guys, don’t forget to request the pairings you’d like to see during this, your requests will be blue!! I claimed some of these prompts for myself hehe, these will be pink!!

1. Hopelessly bad at self-care- Sick Reader x Wandanat

2. Quest for a cure

3. “What happened to your phenomenal immune system, huh?” Sick Reader x Yelena

4. Hiding an illness- Sick reader x Natasha

5. Preventative measures

6. Sick and injured- Sick Reader x Florence

7. “You’re a jerk when you’re sick”- Sick MJ x Reader

8. Persistent fever- Sick reader x Scarlett

9. White coat syndrome

10. “The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy.”- Sick Wanda x reader

11. Beginner’s guide to faking sick- Sick Kate x Reader

12. Fuzzy socks

13. “I’m so sorry.”- Sick Reader x Kate

14. “I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am.”- Wandanat x Reader (Sick Natasha)

15. Sick in an inconvenient place- Sick Hailee x reader

16. Consulting the internet

17. Magical remedy

18. “Wear your coat, you’ll catch a cold.”- Sick reader x Elizabeth

19. Curled up with a pet- Sick Kate x Reader

20. Cramping pain

21. “But if you stay, You’ll get sick too.”- Sick Florence x reader

22. Terms of endearment- Sick Yelena x Reader

23. Coughing fit- Sick Elizabeth x Reader

24. “Did you just sneeze?”- Sick Natasha x Reader

25. Confused/Disoriented- Sick Hailee x Reader

26. “I could really use a hug right about now.”- Sick Scarlett x Reader

27. Uncooperative patient- Sick MJ x Reader

28. “I should have stayed home.” Sick Hailee x Reader

29. Side effects- Sick reader x Yelena

30. Patient zero- Wandanat (Sick Nat)

Characters I will write for during this event:

Wandanat

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Michelle Jones

Scarlett Johansson

Elizabeth Olsen

Florence Pugh

Hailee Steinfeld

Taglist: @goldenempyrean @somber-sapphic @lots-of-pockets @daydreamerruby @natashamyl0ve @wandanats-goodgirl @mythixwonder

[mapis-putellas]

Everythings gonna be okay

Pairing: Scarlett x you

Words: 2078

Warnings: none that I know of

Summary: You and Scarlett had recently broken up. When you go to her house to pick up the last of your things, you see that she was nowhere to be found. Despite your better judgment, you decide to go and investigate. The sight that greets you all but breaks your heart.

You let out a near silent curse when you ring the doorbell for the third time and receive no answer. All you wanted to do was grab the rest of your things. You'd taken most of it the day you'd both decided to end things, but there were a few heavier items -such as your desktop computer- that you were unable to take with you due to the sheer size and weight.

Using your key was a last resort, something you didn't want to have to do unless it was absolutely necessary because, as much as it breaks your heart to admit, you weren't her girlfriend anymore. You couldn't just come and go as you please. That privileges was out the window the second you'd broken up.

But apparently you didn't have a choice, because the longer you stand here, the more evident it becomes that she wasn't going to answer the door. Your key slides into the lock with that same familiar ease, and your eyes take in the familiar sight of her entry way as you tentatively push open the door and step inside.

It looked the exact same, except for the light layer of dust lining each and every surface. Weird. Scarlett was, in the most polite way possible, a clean freak. She liked order and often became grumpy when things were even the slightest bit out of place.

You go to blame it on her just being busy, but the sight in the living room immediately halts you in your tracks. There were tissues everywhere, and there was that slight smell in the air of sweat and just overall sickness. You hate the fact that your stomach sinks in concern, because there was only one rational thing that could explain this.

Scarlett was sick, and had obviously been so for quite some time.

You couldn't help but freeze on the bottom of the staircase in a silent debate on whether or not you should go up. The part of you that was still very much in love with her wanted nothing more than to take care of her. But the ugly part of you, the one who was still so hateful over the ugly breakup wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of here.

She'd been the one to distance herself. She'd been the one to not make time for you, and she'd been the one who'd told you to pack your things and get the hell out of her sight. Why should you repay that with kindness? Because you loved her, that's why. And despite the fact she'd broken your heart, the last thing you wanted was to see her suffer.

It wasn't like you. It never had been, and it never would be.

With a defeated sigh, you grasp the hand rail and begin to ascend the long staircase. You make it to the top in no time, and find yourself hesitating for only a short second before making your way down the hall towards the bedroom you'd once called your own.

You stand there like an idiot for what feels like forever before you finally find the courage in you to grasp the handle, and and as you push down, that same smell that had greeted you downstairs, only a little more intensified, was quick to fill your nostrils.

Scrunching up your nose in slight disgust, you enter the room and softly close the door behind you.

The curtains were closed encasing the room in a heavy darkness, but that doesn't stop you from being able to make out Scarlett's small figure laying in the centre of the large bed. You warily make your way over, and the first things you notice were the red tinged nose and quiet snores escaping her slightly parted lips. Her skin was pale, but her cheeks were flushed, signalling she had quite the fever, and you notice her body was trembling almost violently.

Before you could stop yourself, your hand was reaching out and brushing away the sweaty strand hair that had fallen into her face. That action almost immediately rouses her, and you wince slightly as her eyes blearily flicker open.

"Hi," you murmur, tentatively perching yourself on the end of the bed. "You're sick."

Scarlett furrows her eyebrows, almost as though she couldn't quite believe you were here. Her eyes, glassy from the fever induced haze were bloodshot, pupils huge telling you that she hadn't been getting very much sleep.

Her trembling hand reaches out for you, and you only hesitate briefly before taking it, the pad of your thumb instinctively grazing over the almost too warm skin.

Then, without any warning, her eyes fill with tears, her bottom lip trembles, and she was letting out a stifled sob before attempting to sit up. You frown in concern as you scoot yourself a little closer, leaning forward and slipping an arm beneath her body before tugging her to your chest. She lets out wet, gravely sounding cough when her sobs catch in her throat, and you wince at the painful sound as you use your other hand to cup the back of her head.

"It's okay," you murmur into her hair, "you're okay. I'm here. I've got you."

Scarlett let's out a choked sob as she shakes her head, and you let out a soft, defeated sigh as you hold her as close as you could. She smelt less than pleasant, so you knew once of your tasks today would be getting her into the shower.

This was the last thing you'd expected to happen. If you were being completely honest with yourself, you'd expected her to be mad for invading her space. To tell you to go away just as she'd done no more than a week ago. A part of you still expects that to happen, because you knew this whole emotional mess was just her fever talking. She didn't actually want you here, but you couldn't just leave her to cry.

You hold her close for a few silent moments before easing her body back down onto the bed, bringing your hands up to cup her cheeks. "I'm going to get you some medicine, okay?" You gently wipe away the tears with the pads of your thumbs.

Scarlett's trembling hands reach to grasp your wrists, almost as though she was silently pleading to you to not let go.

Her touch sends shivers throughout your whole entire body, and you just about manage to refrain from pulling yourself of her her grasp as you force the corners of your lips into a small smile.

"It's okay," you reassure, "I'll be back."

Thankfully, though she visibly hesitates, Scarlett does let you go, and you try and make your breath of relief as subtle as possible as you make your way through to the bathroom. In here was just as, if not worse than her bedroom, and you make a mental note to give it a thorough clean before you leave as you grab the Tylenol and cough medicine from the cabinet.

When you make your way back through to her bedroom with your arms full, you notice that Scarlett was now sat up against the headboard of her bed. She appears to be staring into space, and your lips quirk up at the corners in slight adoration as you climb in next to her.

"Here," you murmur, pouring the correct dose of cough medicine into the small plastic cup before handing it over. Her trembling hand takes it, and she sniffles wetly as she tilts it back and swallows with only a slight grimace. You ignore the urge you have to praise her as you hand over the Tylenol and water, watching as Scarlett repeats the same steps as before.

This time, however, she must have swallowed wrong, because she begins to cough forcefully into her hands. You watch her, eyebrows furrowed in concern as you reach out to steadily pat her back.

"Take a deep breath, you're okay." You sooth, and Scarlett nods, trying her best to comply despite the fact she seems to be unable to catch her breath. Her chest heaves with each ragged exhale, and her already flushed cheeks taking on an even darker shade of red signalling not enough oxygen was getting into her lungs. You were forced to swallow the tightness in your own throat.

"Scarlett, breath." You instruct as you reach to grab the bottle of the water from the nightstand, your hand still firmly patting her back. Scarlett attempts to let out a hoarse breath, but she does no more than choke further.

By now, panicked tears were streaming down her cheeks, and you could feel your own heart beginning to pound. Hauling her body into your arms, you lay her down on her side and raise her arms above her head. You lay behind her propped up on your elbow, resting your hand against her heaving chest and rubbing firmly.

"You're okay. I'm here. You're okay." You sooth, pressing a tender kiss against the side of her head.

Scarlett let's out another wet cough before somehow managing to catch her breath, and it was only then does let out a soft sob. With tears in your own eyes, you tug her around to face you and pull her against your chest. You hold her as close as you could, your hand grazing soothing circles up and down her back. Your other hand cups the back of her head, fingers combing through her tangled tresses.

"I-I don't.. don't feel w-well." She chokes out as she desperately clutches at your shirt, and you nod as you press your lips against the top of her head.

"I know baby." You murmur, "I know."

She stifles another sob against you at the nickname, and you instinctively tighten your grasp around her. You hadn't meant to say it. It had just slipped out because that was all you ever used to call her. She's your baby. Or well, she was. You feel your throat tighten at the thought, and you swallow heavily to refrain from bursting into tears as you hold Scarlett close.

A comfortable silence soon falls upon you with the exception of her slightly hoarse breathing, and it wasn't long until you feel Scarlett fall limp against you signalling she'd fallen asleep.

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A few hours later, you find your self sat in the bathroom with your back to the tub. Scarlett was curled up in the water, sniffling softly as the hot water clears her congestion. Not a word had been spoken since earlier, but the silence surrounding you wasn't awkward. It was almost...comforting, which was surprising considering the circumstances.

But the silence doesn't last for long.

"I'm sorry." A quiet murmur.

You turn your head slightly, seeing the bare skin of her back from your peripheral vision, "For what? Getting sick? That's not your fault."

Scarlett sniffles softly, "No, not for that. For...for what happened. A week ago." She explains, her voice trailing off into a soft, trembling murmur.

You let out a soft breath as you twist a loose thread hanging off of your jeans around your finger, "You don't have to apologise. What happened, happened. It's in the past."

Everything was silent again, but the shuddering breath that escapes from Scarlett's lips does not  go amiss. It has you turning to face her, and your heart breaks when you see her crying silently. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and her bottom lip was trembling as though she was trying to hold back the onslaught of sobs.

"Scarlett..." you trail off, not knowing what to say.

Her lips quirk up into a sad smile as she wipes off her cheeks, "It's okay." She whispers.

With a soft sigh, you shift to your knees and lean forward to press a kiss to the warm skin of her forehead. As you pull away, you raise a hand to cup her cheek, the pad of your thumb grazing softly over her skin. "We'll talk. When you're better. Okay?"

"Okay." Scarlett murmurs, reaching up to cover your hand with her own.

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Math Test (Mom!Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)

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Forgotten (ScarLizzie x Daughter!Reader)

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Angel Wings (Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)

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Healing Is Never Linear (Scarlett x Daughter!Reader)

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Hi, I would like to request Scarlettxreader when Scarlett is sick and in a grumpy mood. maybe with the prompts, “Are you seriously going to say bless you every single time I sneeze?” and “Bless you! Are you sure you're ok? You never sneeze this much.”.

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Little Miss Grumpy

〚 Notes - I loved writing this one! It was adorable! @lots-of-pockets gave me the really cute idea of having Scarlett get all clingy near the end :D Soooo enjoy :D 〛

〚 Summary - It's not unusual for your wife to be grumpy when she's sick, you were there to look after her either way. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1815 〛

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It wasn’t unusual to find Scarlett sitting down in front of a stack of papers at the dark-oak desk in her home office. You could often find her sitting there working on emails, planning her schedule or doing anything else her job required. What was unusual however was the huge mound of surrounding tissues which littered the desk as she slumped over her latest script, attempting to highlight her lines. 

And you used the word attempting liberally, she’d somehow managed to begin highlighting her line then it seemed the pen had its own ideas and went off in a different direction onto the white paper, marking it in a pastel pink shade. 

“Good morning baby,” You smiled, finally announcing your presence as you placed her steaming mug of morning coffee between the mess of tissues, “How’s your work going?” You asked as you sank down onto the small armchair at the opposite side of her desk. 

Scarlett shot you a grateful smile as she took a sip of her drink, “It’s going alright.” She stopped to sniffle wetly, scrubbing her nose a little with her finger before continuing, “I just need to get this finished before lunch. It’ll never get done otherwise.” 

“Alright, do you need any-“ You paused hearing the sound of tissues being quickly torn from the box and you looked over to see Scarlett holding them in front of her face, her breath hitching as her nose visibly twitched.  

“Hh’tushhoo Hh-Hhup’sssh!” Scarlett sneezed, burying her face into the tissues. 

“Bless yo-“ You began but from the look of her face, you knew she wasn’t done just yet. 

“Hh’iiishiu! Hh’hHh-“ Scarlett sniffled harshly as she failed at coaxing her final sneeze out, leaving her in an annoyed state as her tickling nose continued to relentlessly tease her. 

“Can I say bless you now?” You chuckled, finding the show of your wife cursing at her own nose rather amusing. She, however, did not find it amusing. 

“No, you cannot.” She grumbled in response, giving one final sniff before accepting her defeat and turning back to her papers, only to have to desperately snap to the side only moments later to avoid sneezing all over her work when the itch suddenly came back with vengeance, “H’itshhh! Hh’heh’tshoo! Hh..Hh-h..hhHEISSCHIEW!” 

“Christ Scarlett!” You jumped a little at the volume of her final sneeze, “Bless you, bless you and bless you!”  

By now it was obvious that she was getting sick, infact anybody in a 10-foot radius would be able to tell. The rosy, red nose and crimson cheeks combined with her exhausted-looking eyes definitely didn’t point to her being in great health. But it wasn’t like you could just force her to rest. Scarlett was stubborn at the best of times and that stubbornness only got worse when she was sick, you’d seen that first hand. She had the nasty habit of trying to push through and get her work done, and while her resilience was usually one of the things you loved about her, that definitely wasn’t the case when all you wanted her to do was rest. Instead, you’d need to be smart about this. If you had any chance of getting her to rest, it was going to be because she admitted she was sick. 

 “Are you seriously going to say bless you every single time I sneeze?” She sniffled back, reaching over to grab a handful of tissues before blowing her nose into them, choosing to ignore the way you were raising your eyebrow at her. 

“Yup, is that going to be a problem sweetie?” You smirked only to be met with a cold glare back in return. Normally a look like that meant ‘you’re sleeping on the sofa tonight’ but it was hard to take her seriously with her rapidly twitching red nose and fluttery eyes. 

Unsurprisingly she sneezed again moments later, and you decided to test your luck further, “Bless you, again. Are you sure you're okay? You never sneeze this much.” 

“I’b fide.” Scarlett mumbled, her constants being drowned by the sound of her thick congestion, “Why wouldd’t I be fide?” 

“Sure, you are,” You replied, a hint of sarcasm lacing your tone, “Because everyone's who’s ‘fide’ clearly speaks like they’ve swallowed a handful of cotton.” 

“Ha ha, very fuddy.” Scarlett mumbled in annoyance as she rolled her eyes, but still she took the hint and reached towards to take another handful of tissues from the box to blow her nose. 

  

“I need to get this finished now.” She sniffled, her voice clearer now. 

“All right baby, I’ll get out of your hair for a bit. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to text me.” You smiled, getting up from the couch to come round the side of her desk to quickly kiss the tip of her red nose. 

An action which may or may not have caused her tickle to return… 

“You did that on purpose.” Scarlett grumbled sourly, wiping her sleeve against her nose whilst you flashed your ‘I’m totally innocent’ smile. 

“Me? Make you sneeze on purpose? Oh, I would never.” Your teasing voice trailed off into a giggle as you quickly left her office. Scarlett being grumpy when sick wasn’t unusual but that definitely didn’t mean you wanted to be on the receiving end of it, even if she did look adorable when she was annoyed. 

Instead, you took the chance to clean up the house a little. You’d both been cooped up inside the last few days as a result of the raging Winter weather outside and it was starting to show. Luckily it didn’t take long for you to start the dishwasher up and begin a load of laundry before you began work on the rest of the house.  

You were just unloading the freshly washed glasses from the machine when your phone dinged loudly from the countertop, grabbing your attention. Putting the final glasses away, you turned off the dishwasher before going over to look at the notification on your phone. 

Scarlett 🤍: Can you bring me another tissue box? (READ: 10:23) 

“Poor baby.” You found yourself mumbling a loud as you read the text. You knew Scarlett was sick, but that box was pretty full when you were in there earlier. If she’d used them all this fast, then maybe she felt worst then you’d thought. 

Almost as if to confirm your suspicions, the sound of a thick chesty cough came from behind you, turning around you saw Scarlett slowly shuffling towards you, her long pyjama pants trailing a little on the floor as she held the now-empty box in one of the hands. 

“Oh sweetie, I just got your text, I would’ve brought you up another box in a second.” You sighed as she rubbed at her eyes. She looked worst then earlier, somehow more tired and her nose looked redder, if that was even possible. 

“It’s okay, I needed to stretch my legs anway-hh-H’eishhoo!” She breaks off, the force of her sneezes sent her bending at the waist a little causing her to stumble forward as she lost her balance. 

“Bless you.” You mumbled softly, your teasing tone nowhere to be found as you reached out to rub her back, “You sure you’re okay? You don’t sound too well.” Your worry causing the words to spill from your mouth, even if you hadn’t intended them too. 

Scarlett seemed to hesitate for a moment, and you’d thought you’d blown it but to your surprise, she melted further into your touch, “I don't..uh- I don’t feel that well either.” 

  You paused at her words; you were surprised she admitted it this fast, so you knew she definently must’ve been feeling really crappy, much worst then she was letting on. Your hand moved to settle against the nap of her skin. She was hot, uncomfortably so. And judging by the small droplets of sweat clutching to her skin, it was a safe guess to say she was feverish. Pressing your lips to her own only confirmed your suspicions.  

“You’re so warm sweetie,” You sighed quietly as your arms came to wrap around her waist, letting your tired wife cuddle in close to you, “What do you need baby? Anything that’ll make you feel better, I’ll get it for you.” 

“Tissues.” She mumbled in reply as she buried her face into the crook of your neck, pulling herself closer into you, suddenly craving your touch. This did mean though that you weren’t fully able to give her the space she needed when she suddenly sneezed against the fabric of your hoodie, to her credit, she’d stifled it well but you definitely weren’t looking forward to catching it, if you had to get sick from anybody, at least it was from her though.  

“Bless you, I’ll go get them baby, stay here.” You smiled, gently peeling her from your hold before going to look into the cupboard to grab a new box of tissues. Opening the box, you went to hand them to your wife whilst you pulling out a handful to carefully press against her sniffly nose as you kissed her lightly on her head. "Better?" You asked once you’d cleaned up her face a little. 

“A bit...” She affirmed, instantly back in her prior position, holding you tightly. 

“Okay then, how about we go get you into bed, we can have a snuggly day under the covers, or we can go cuddle on the sofa and watch movies on the big TV, whichever you’d prefer. All I ask is that you’re resting.” You said, giving her the choice of what she wanted to do. You knew that for her to properly rest and to get better the fastest, she needed to be relaxed. 

"Hmm, the big TV." She mumbled, snuggling her face into your neck with a little shiver while you held her close.  "You can pick whatever movie we'll watch." She sighed, her exhaustion catching up with her once more. Your arms tightened around her protectively as you slowly led her into the living room, nesting her down beside you on the comfy sofa as you pulled off the big blanket you kept draped over the back of it and pulled it over the two of you, tucking her in tight. 

 You didn't get a chance to say anything further as her breathing slowed and she began to drift off and by the time you’d spent trying to decide what to watch, your wife had already fallen into a gentle sleep, her face buried into you as she slept softly. You breathed in, smelling her hair and the scent of her shampoo. You kissed the top of her head gently again as you decided that you’d rather concentrate on holding her close then watching any silly movie so there you were, content to cuddle her close as she slept off her cold. 

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I will always protect you

Scarlett Johansson x FemBodyguardReader

Summary: You’ve been Scarlett’s bodyguard for years already but what do you do if you catch more than just feelings for her when you take care of her....

word count: 5138 words

Warnings: Vomiting, sickness (idk if it needs a warning but here you go), some rude as guy, lmk if I need to add something else

A/N: I’m back, hopefully for good now and please just ignore the crappy titel and summary, I couldnt come up with something better for the life of me. This is basically just pure fluff and comfort and some protective R. Just a quick disclaimer, I don’t have anything against Adam Driver, but since I needed a “bad guy” and watched marriage story before it just turned out to be him... I hope you enjoy my longest fic yet and please don't to post it anywhere else or share it as your own.

It was 5.30 am as your alarm went off and you got up to get ready. Being Scarlett’s bodyguard for over two years already getting ready was well practiced. Throwing on your black tight-fitting suit with a black shirt and black sneakers you quickly grabbed a banana and coffee to go and made your way to Scarletts apartment. You’d need to get some food at some point that day anyway. It was Comic Con and it would be a long day, that was one thing you were sure of already but you loved your job and wouldn’t change it for the world.

As Scarlett opened the door to her apartment you could already tell that something was up. She looked tired and it didn’t seem like she was feeling her best. “Good morning Y/N, come in. I just need to grab a few more things”, she said smiling softly and you went in. Walking in you closed the door behind you and just watched her as she quickly gathered the rest of her stuff around her apartment. “You ready for Comic Con?”, you asked smiling, knowing she loved it to interact with her fans. Scarlett looked up to see you smiling at her. The smile that spread across her face was gorgeous. “Yeah, I hope it’s gonna be good”, she said and threw her phone into her bag. You could hear that her voice was slightly raspier than normal so you walked up to her to take one of her bags as you asked gently “You feeling alright?”.

 Scarlett just smiled softly looking up at you before she answered “Yeah I’m okay. Just a bit of a rough night that’s all”. Nodding you took her one bag before walking to the door already. To say you were not convinced would be the least but you also knew Scarlett long enough to know that she would work until she couldn’t anymore. You’d just have to keep an eye on her today. Holding the door open for her you get down to the car and drive to the location. The drive you spend on some small talk while also studying her a bit more up close.

 Once you arrived at the convention center you opened the door for her and start to make your way inside. At the entrance the head of security already waits for you. Being ex-military you’d like to be informed of the security on-side, however instead of greeting you he almost immediately turned to you and asked “Who are you?”. “I’m her bodyguard”, you said and he just gave you a judgmental once over. “We have enough security personnel here, you’re not needed here”, he just said thinking the conversation is over but not with you. “Excuse me? You have one of the most famous actors here. Who are you to judge if there is enough security personnel she is comfortable with here?”, you started discussing and before he even could say another word Scarlett said “She goes where I go, so either you let her in or I leave as well. End of discussion”. Giving you another once over he just nodded and let the both of you in. “Unbelievable”, Scarlett said and you couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. She looked up at that and gave you a small tired smile. She was not in the mood to mess with today.

 Taking her other bag as well she just smiled at you thankfully. On the drive you could already tell she was coming down with a cold or something. Especially because of the fact that she barely touched her coffee. So once she was in hair in make up you quickly checked out the location and also made your way down the street to pick up a few things for her. After picking up some tissues, ibuprofen and some tea you walked back to join her.

 Walking back into the room her eyes find yours as a small smiled played on her lips. “Where have you been?”, she asked softly and you just walked up to her saying “Checked out the location and got you this”. Handing her the tea she smelled it and smiled realizing it was her favorite. “Thank you”, she said and you smiled at her nodding, giving her shoulder a soft squeeze.

 The day starts and you’re always close but never in the way. As she gets up on the stage for the panel you sit down on a chair next to the bodyguards of her colleagues, already knowing a few of them from different sets they all worked on together and kept a close eye on her. “Hey Y/N you wanna come get some food?”, asked Brian and you quickly looked at him before politely declining “No thank you, I’m good here”. He smiled and they went away as you concentrated on Scarlett again. She catches your eyes a few times, always giving you a small smile but you could read her body language like no other. You knew she was starting to get a headache and held back a few coughs.

 Once they were done and Scarlett came down from stage, she walked up to you and you both make your way into their break room. All of them could get a few minutes of rest before the meet and greet would start. Grabbing a bottle of water you got the ibuprofen out of your pocket and handed it to her, saying “Here for your headache”. Scarlett looked at you smiling and answered “You always surprise me with how well you can read me”. “That’s part of my job”, you winked and she quickly took an ibuprofen before handing the pack back to you. After thanking you she rejoined the cast and you stayed at the side until it was time to leave.

 After a bit of a discussion once again you stayed close to Scarlett during the meet and greet and provided her with tissues and hand sanitizer whenever she got hit with a sneeze. You could see her energy level draining with every minute but she would never let it show in front of her fans.

 By the end of the day you were starting to get a bit tired as well but Scarlett was exhausted and the way her cheeks were slightly flushed probably also a bit feverish. As everyone got ready to leave, you made sure to gather everything for her while she sat on the couch with her eyes closed, clearly exhausted. You couldn’t help but smile at that. She looked adorable even though it hurt you that she was sick.

 “Come on Scar, let’s get you home”, you said softly as you gently shook her awake. She looked up and smiles softly as she saw both of her bags on your shoulder already. Pulling her up with your free hand you gently placed your hand on the small of her back while you guided her to the car. Once you were both inside the driver started to drive you to Scarlett’s apartment. As she rested against your side you could feel the heat radiating off of her. You were concerned but you didn’t want to disturb the peaceful silence so you just wrapped your arm around her as she shivered slightly. Taking your jacket off you quickly laid it around her to keep her warm. She wanted to say something but you just whispered “Shh I got you”. She smiled and cuddled deeper into you before falling asleep for the rest of the drive.

 Once at her apartment you gently shook her awake, guided her up and helped her into her bedroom. You knew where everything was since you brought a drunk Scarlett to bed a few times before already, that only showing how comfortable she was with you. You got her a pair of Pj’s and laid it next to her as she woke up a bit more. “Are you gonna be okay on your own?”, you asked softly and she smiled softly before saying “Yeah, I’m a big girl Y/N”. Smiling you answered “I know, but promise to call me if you need something okay? You know I’m only one call away”. “I know, thank you”, she said blushing softly. “Get some rest and get well”, you said gently and she nodded. After one last smile you made your way to your car and drove back home as well. After all it was an exhausting day for you too.

Thankfully the next few days Scarlett had no appointments so she could rest up and recover from the cold. She send you another message that night, telling you how thankful she was for having you around and thanking you again for helping her. She also kept you updated the next few days how she’s doing and thankfully as you had to fly to LA 4 days later for the SAG awards she was feeling fine again.

 There was no one who could jump in for you and you would never leave Scarlett with someone she didn’t know. So you peeled your aching body out of bed and took a shower to feel a bit more human. While you made sure to fix your make up and hair you also mentally prepared to somehow get through this day.

  You were feeling fine the whole way to LA including that evening, so you were even more surprised as you woke up in the middle of the night feeling like crap. It started with chills but soon turned into a very upset stomach and you spending most of the night in the bathroom getting rid of what felt like everything you’ve ever eaten. You went to bed again at around 4, knowing that your alarm would go off again in not even two hours. Curling up into a ball you fell back sleep trying to get the last bit of rest before another exhausting day.

You fell asleep pretty quickly thankfully the exhaustion just taking over but you could barely get some rest before your alarm woke you up again. Turning off the alarm you just laid on your back for a second, collecting yourself. You were pretty sure you caught whatever Scarlett had the week before and if she had a similar night to you it also explained why she wouldn’t drink her coffee. Thankfully you weren’t feeling like you were going to be sick again, not that there was anything left anyway, but your stomach still felt a bit off and your head hurt. You were sure the rest of the symptoms she had were following soon but you did not have time to think about that.

 Once you were okay with your appearance you had a few sips of water and made your way to Scarlett’s room. Taking a moment to collect yourself one last time you knocked at the door and a smiling Scarlett opened the door for you. She was in a good mood so returning her smile was not hard. “Good morning, someone is in a good mood”, you said smiling as she let you in and she just grinned happily. You were happy that she didn’t seem to catch on that you weren’t feeling great and you would do everything so it stayed that way. “I feel like today is gonna be a good day”, she said and you just smiled. Well not for you…

 “We’re driving to the other hotel that is closer to the theater in a few minutes for hair, make up and outfit and when you’re done and we still have some time left an interviewer of Vanity fair will have a quick interview with you. If not they will do that at the awards later”, you explained the plan to her and she nodded smiling. Grabbing her bag you both made your way down to the car and made your way to the other hotel.

 You never had a problem with motion sickness but after the night you had, you weren’t a big fan of the drive. You weren’t feeling sick just a bit uneasy so you weren’t as chatty as usual which Scarlett immediately picked up on. “Are you okay? You’re more quiet than usual”, she asked softly and you mentally cursed yourself for letting your strong front slip slightly. Looking into her slightly worried green eyes you smiled and gave her a reassuring look while saying “I’m fine, just needed to get used to the mattress last night”. Scarlett smiled softly and nodded before she said “Yeah me too”.

She wasn’t completely convinced but decided to let it rest for now. For the rest of the way and also as you arrived at the hotel she kept a close eye on you. Trying to read your body language and started to assume that she got you sick with whatever she had the week before. So as soon as her assistant arrived she send her out to pick up some, crackers, ginger ale, ibuprofen and tissues. Just to be prepared if you did catch it.

 You were standing at the side of the room busy working through the security concept for that night at the awards and afterparty, trying to blend out how tired you were and how crappy you were feeling. You were so immersed into your phone, that you didn’t notice Scarlett walking up to you. As she was standing in front of you, you looked up and noticed the things in her hands. Rising your eyebrows and looking into her eyes confused she said “I figured you could use some of it”. Your heart melted at how cute and adorable she was right now but you were not gong to give up your strong front.

 “I told you I’m fine, just a bit tired that’s all”, you said gently, not wanting to offend her but you couldn’t help the small smile that played on your lips. “I know. Still, sit down a bit, you’re gonna be on your feet for long enough later”, she said in a tone that left no room to argue. You sighed softly but inside you felt flattered that she wanted to take care of you as well.

 She placed the things on the nightstand as you reluctantly sat down. After a pointed stare from her you also leaned against the headboard and got a bit more comfortable. She could be very persistent if she wanted something, that was something you learned pretty quickly. While she continued to get ready you took off your shoes and pulled your knees up to your chest as you started to nibble on the crackers. You knew you needed to eat and the ginger ale helped things to settle a bit too.

 What you didn’t know was that Scarlett watched you through the mirror softly, happy that she could help a little. After eating a few crackers and drinking half of the bottle you took an ibuprofen in hopes it would ease the headache. Going over the security details once again on your phone you could feel your eyelids getting heavier but tried to ignore it. However after a few minutes you could no longer fight off the exhaustion and fell asleep, your phone falling on the bed.

 The smile spreading over Scarlett’s face was soft as she saw you asleep in the mirror. You were way more exhausted than you led on. She knew it would take at least two more hours until you would leave so she said to her make up artist “Hold on one second, I’ll be right back”. She nodded and Scarlett got up making her way to the bed before gently laying you down and covering you with her jacket. Slightly pushing a strand of hair out of your face, she was glad you weren’t running a fever. At least not yet.

 Plugging your phone in so it’s fully charged once you had to leave, she sat back down and they finished getting her ready.

 As you woke up you realized you were laying on the bed.

Shit did you actually fall asleep?! It did feel pretty good though…

You sit up just as Scarlett walks up to you all ready and looking gorgeous like always. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep”, you said while blinking the sleep out of your eyes. You gotta admit the nap did make you feel slightly better but you still weren’t feeling great. “Don’t worry about it. You needed it and I’m glad you made sure the time you had to wait was well spend”, she answered softly but you could hear the ever so slight worried undertone.

 You smiled softly especially as you see that your phone was fully charged since she made sure to plug it in. Knowingly ignoring the part where she said you needed it. Putting on your shoes you grab your jacket and look at her seeing the slightly concerned look in her eyes. Grabbing her hand you give it a gentle squeeze saying “I’m fine Scarlett, come on lets go”. Scarlett just sighed softly and nodded before you both made your way down to the car. The interview would be at the awards.

 In the car her eyes were still on you so you caught her eyes and told her smiling softly “You look really beautiful tonight, Scarlett”. You could see the blush creeping across her cheeks as she looked down shyly and thanked you. As you reach the location you help her out of the car and let her walk the red carpet, doing the things she can do best. You’re always close making sure to stay on high alert and notice if she gets overwhelmed. Muffling a few coughs into your elbow when no one was watching, you could feel your throat starting to get a bit scratchy.

 During the awards you were standing at the side of the room, glad that Scarlett had a seat at the side so you were there in no time if needed. However you could also just disappear in the shadows if they wanted to film or take pictures. Your other bodyguard colleagues always made fun of you in these situations, saying your military side was coming out. That might be true, you were standing tall, arms behind your back and always on high alert even when chatting with your colleagues. I guess years in the army do that to you. Some things stick even if you feel like crap.

 Every once in a while you muffle a cough or sniffle slightly. You were still not feeling great in general, the ever so slight uneasiness in your stomach still there as well.

After the award show everybody slowly started to get ready to leave since the afterparty would start not much later at a different location. However you didn’t move until Scarlett locked eyes with you, your sign to come closer.

 Knowing in situations like these Scarlett had a tendency to get pretty anxious you stayed purposely close. Knowing out of experience it calmed her down. On the way to the exit you met Florence Pugh, Scarlett’s co-star from the black widow movie. You were glad they met because during filming they developed a deep friendship. Scarlett felt safe and comfortable with Flo which was your priority.

 “Scarlett! Heyy”, she greeted her and they hugged closely. You made sure to not stare at them. Giving them a moment of privacy before you heard Flo say “Y/N it’s nice to see you too”. Normally you never interacted with her friends which they knew but Flo was an exception. Giving her a small smile and a nod you got back to work. You knew you couldn’t get distracted in situations like this. “Yess! She smiled at me. I knew I was special”, Florence said proudly and that caused you to chuckle shortly. Scarlett just laughed out loud at Florence cuteness. After a minute they said a quick good bye, saying they would see each other at the afterparty in a bit.

 You guided Scarlett to the exit as you came past Adam Driver, one person you didn’t really like. You knew they were friends but Adam had a tendency to touch Scarlett more than needed, which made her uncomfortable rather quickly and he knew that. Staying closer than necessary to her you made sure to keep an eye on him. After greeting each other with a quick hug he wanted to wrap an arm around her waist but you were quick to swat his hand away before he did so. His eyes flicked to you for a second and you raised an eyebrow shooting him a quick glare. He understood that that was a warning so you kept your eyes on him and stayed aware of your surroundings while they held a quick chat.

 The occasional sniffle or clearing of your throat to stop yourself from coughing however didn’t go unnoticed by Scar since you were standing so close. Soon enough you were making your way back to the car and headed towards the afterparty.

 You couldn’t describe how happy you were to finally sit for a minute. All that standing was way harder when you were sick but the moving of the car disturbed your moment of peace. Swallowing and breathing deep for a second you focused on Scarlett as she moved. Handing you the bottle of ginger ale you kept in the car. You could tell that she noticed but you were not going to give in. „I know you’re fine“, she just said softly after you eyed her skeptically.

 Smiling softly and blushing slightly you took the bottle from her and drank a few sips before also taking another ibuprofen for the headache that only intensified during the award show. Scarlett only watched you silently. She kept purposely quiet to allow you a few moments of rest before you’d be once again stuck keeping her safe for another few hours.

 Arriving you got out first and muffled a few coughs into your elbow before helping her out of the car and going in together. Staying at the side once again you kept a close eye on her while she was having fun. Eventhough you were not a fan of being there you were glad to see Scarlett having fun and letting loose. Seeing her happy made you smile, god you would love to kiss those plump lips of hers.

 Coming out of your daydream you sipped on your water and tried to focus back on your job. It wasn’t like you to zone out like that but as you pinched the bridge of your nose you could feel the slight fever you were running. That explained it. The exhaustion of your long day was eating at you and you craved nothing more than to just lay down in bed and rest.

 Every once in a while Scarlett asked you with her look if you were okay and you always gave her nod. Not willing to show any weakness in front of her. By 1.30 am you were trying your hardest to just keep yourself together. The coughing and sniffling had just gotten worse and with the hard time you had focusing you figured your fever spiked a bit too. You tried your best to keep it from Scarlett but she was keeping an eye on you too.

 As Scarlett walked up to you, you focused on her. „Do you wanna leave? Are you okay?“, she asked gently over the music but you just answered stubbornly „I’m fine Scarlett, we can stay as long as you want to“. She could see the exhaustion behind your stubborn eyes and also that you got a bit paler than before. However she also knew that she wouldn’t win this argument right now so she just sighed and went back to Florence.

 Coming back to Florence, Flo asked „Everything okay?“. „I think I’m gonna leave early. Y/N is not feeling well and I don’t wanna put her through this any longer even if she is way to stubborn for her own good“, she answered and Flo just smiled softly, she knew that Scar had a crush on you for a while already but was to scared to act on her feelings. „Of course Scarlett, go. Take her home and take care of her. Finally tel her how you feel“, Flo said with a pointed look in her eyes and Scarlett couldn’t help but blush. Hugging her tight as a goodbye she made her way back to you and said „Come on, we’re leaving“.

 Confused at her sudden decision, since the night was still young you wanted to say something but Scarlett beat you to it. „Stop it. I know that you’re not feeling well. You probably caught it from me last week and I want you to stop being so stubborn and get home to get some rest“, she said clear but you still weren’t having it. „Scarlett, I’m okay. We don’t need to leave because of me“, you said trying to be as convincing as possible but all the effort was useless as you turned away slightly to harshly cough into your elbow. God you really needed to go home.

 Sniffling slightly as you turned back to her she just looked at you with a raised eyebrow. You knew that look. There was no way for you to get out of that now. She was standing her ground. Giving in sighing you just nodded and Scar smiled softly. Texting the driver to come and get you, you already made your way outside.

 Outside it was pretty chilly in comparison to earlier which caused Scarlett to shiver in the unexpected cold. Taking off your jacket, having a long sleeve under it you gently draped it over her shoulders. „Y/N no…“, Scarlett started but you interrupted her, looking into her eyes „Scarlett I’m sick already and still wearing something warmer right now than you. There is no use in you getting sick again“. Scarlett gave you a stare but kept it, knowing you had a point there.

 While you were waiting for the car you felt your body starting to give up on you. Keeping up the strong front was exhausting. Without you even noticing you started to play with the rings on your fingers. A habit which always showed when you were trying hard to cover up. Scarlett was familiar with that after the years you worked for her already and seeing how excessive you were playing with your rings broke her heart. She could only imagine how bad you were feeling right now. Taking your hand in hers to stop you, you looked up and blushed slightly knowing she caught you.

 Sharing some shy smiles and enjoying your hand in hers neither of you wanted to ruin the moment. However you got pulled out of her amazing green eyes as you heard a guy yelling her name. You were immediately on alert and felt Scar tense slightly beside you. As he came closer, insulting her, you stepped protectively in front of her. Walking up to him to keep him from getting closer you said angry „Shut your mouth and stay away!“. „Or what?“, he asked challenging and looking you up and down. Boy, he really didn’t know what to expect from you but that was the wrong answer.

 Quickly twisting his arm on his back you kicked him in the knees as he dropped down hissing in pain. „Bitch what the fuck!“, he yelled and you just leaned down to his ear saying „Or this is the least painful its gonna get, are we understood?“. He just started grinning again but you did not have the energy to play his games. Pulling his arm up higher he cried out slightly as you said „I didn’t hear you“. „Yes, yes understood“, he said quickly and nodded, tears building in his eyes. The driver stopped in front of you and you said „Scarlett, get into the car“. She did as she was told and you pushed the guy to the ground before getting into the car as well. „Drive“, you instructed and the Drive pulled back onto the streets.

 Looking to Scarlett you could tell that she was afraid and anxious so you quickly opened your arms and said „Come her, you’re safe“. While she cuddled deep into your arms you held her close and helped her calm down. „I’m sorry, I’ll never get used to these situations“, she mumbled into your chest and you just pressed a light kiss to her head before saying „You have nothing to be sorry about, these people are exactly the reason I’m here“. You turned to the side a bit and muffled a cough away from Scarlett before she calmed down and sat back up.

 Keeping a hold on your hand she gave it a gently squeeze to thank you. The drive was taking a bit longer so you pulled your one knee up to you chest, free arm wrapped loosely around your middle and leaned your head back against the seat, closing your eyes. Scarlett knew you weren’t feeling great so you didn’t really bother. By stroking over your hand gently she tried to provide you some comfort and that just caused a small smile to play across your lips. Honestly that little gesture brought way more comfort than she’d ever think.

 As you sniffled once again she handed you a tissue and said „Blow your nose, your headache will only get worse if you don’t. Believe me“. You couldn’t help but blush slightly. She was so caring. Doing as you were told you sanitized your hands and rested your hand beside you again, hoping she would continue to hold it. Scarlett wasted no time to grab your hand again and caressing it gently. Sighing softly you looked up at her and smiled slightly, not used to show yourself this vulnerable.

 Her green eyes found yours and she just smiled. She knew that you never ask for help and do everything on your own so she gently rubbed her fingers over your hand and said „Let me help take care of you“. You looked deep into her eyes while you thought about it. You had trouble letting people in but maybe she was worth it. You knew her, she only meant well and if that would mean that you could spend more time with her outside of the job maybe you could bring yourself to accept her help.

 She let you take your time making your decision and as you looked back up at her mumbling an okay, she gave you a bright smile. That smile made your decision worth it already.

[budzdorovanatasha]

Welcome Home

**NO reblogging to non-sickfic/kink blogs.

“Hi baby, welcome home,” you greeted Scarlett warmly as she walked into your home. She had been gone all day filming, and you couldn’t wait to pamper her. Scar had the next few days off, and you two had several plans.

“Hi,” she responded, her tone one of annoyance. You furrowed your brows, but she still fell into your embrace and kissed you on the lips, so you didn’t think much of it.

“How about a massage?” You mumbled against her, nuzzling her nose with your own.

“A massage sounds ..... heh’h- hutchoo!” Scarlett pulled away slightly to sneeze towards the ground.

“Bless you, baby. Massage time.”

You pulled her towards the bedroom, hearing her sniffling behind you. It was probably nothing. Scarlett’s nose was temperamental.

She took a spot on the bed after taking off her top, laying down on her stomach. You straddled her, beginning to massage her tense shoulders. She moaned and asked you to apply more pressure. You did, and a moment later her breath hitched. You immediately took your hands off of her body.

“Scarlett? Did I hurt you?” You asked, an apology already on your lips.

“No... hh.. I... hehh-h’h- h’hupschoo! Hetshooo!” She let out the throaty sneezes into the comforter, muffling them slightly.

“I’ll go get tissues,” you murmured, “And bless you.”

“Thank you,” she responded, sitting up. You brought back a few tissues, only to find her nose already twitching again and her eyes glazed.

“Oh, baby, not again,” you whispered sympathetically, coming to sit down next to her, your hand rubbing up and down her back.

“Heh- hettchoo! H’hetshoo!” Scarlett muffled the sneezes into the tissues you had brought, giving her nose a brief blow after. Once she was sure she wasn’t going to sneeze anymore, she lowered them.

“Bless you. That’s four, Scar,” you murmured, her annoyed tone suddenly making a whole lot more sense.

“I know,” she groaned, leaning over to rest her head on your shoulder. Scarlett always sneezed four times when she was catching a cold, without fail.

“Good thing you have the next few days off so that I can take care of you.”

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[romanoffsbish]

With Love

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Wrote this for a dear one who just so happens to be sick at the moment, but since she’s in the UK all I could offer was this comfort fic 🤷🏼‍♀️❤️

I promise the dead mom fic is next 🤪

You'd been in denial about it, I mean it's Summer for Christ's sakes, who the hell gets a cold in the Summer...?

You'd woken up at five this morning—the first of many red flags really—with a pounding head, and a touch of congestion in your chest. The only thing to bring you comfort was the beauty beside you—Scarlett, was peacefully sleeping, perfect pouty lips smushed against her pillow, adorable snores filling the space between you.

The peace was short lived as your stomach began to turn and you gently exited the bed before running off to the restroom where you spent the next almost hour sat down with the tiny wastebasket in arms reach whenever a wave of nausea rolled through, the threat of vomiting imminent, but fortunately for you they never amount to more than the occasional surge of bile in your throat that you manage to choke back down.

—————

Maybe it was the takeout from last night, but seeing as how Scarlett wasn't hot on your tails you'd known better than to truly believe it. You're stubborn though, so you'll live in the fantasy for as long as the approaching illness takes to fully claim your body.

After an uncomfortably long time sat atop the toilet you quietly left the room, time now reading 6:30AM, and you knew your lover would be up soon so you made your way downstairs to fix her food to go since she'd received a call rather late last night, something about a scene reshoot on the film she'd just wrapped on.

Even though you "weren't" sick you still took every precaution possible anyways, you wore a disposable mask from the pack that now naturally sits in your house, telling yourself it was to keep the 'food poisoning' induced nausea at bay, but who were you fooling...

You'd also used a pair of gloves while cooking up some chicken to add to the salad you'd just prepared for your lover, because deep down you'd refused to risk getting her sick if your other hunch was off the mark. Then as a true New Yorker would you added a thick layer of schmear to her bagel, nearly vomiting at the normally delectable food, and settled it in a paper towel beside her to go flask of coffee and the lunchbox full of snacks and her salad.

In order to ensure Scarlett stays none the wiser to your increasingly sickly state you kept your back to the staircase, and upon hearing her descending you took a sizable gulp of your warm tea, strategically gargling it over your vocal chords to help mask your scratchy throat for the fleeting moment you'd engage with her.

"Good morning honey." Scarlett aimlessly greets your back while rushing to collect her clutch and keys from their designated zones.

"Morning my love, breakfast and lunch are ready for you on the counter." You cheerily greet back in a level tone, internally cheering because in her distracted state she'd failed to hear the unusual rasp forcefully slipping in between your words.

"Ooh, thank you so much baby! You always take such good care of me, I'll be home by four and then we can have our day together as promised, I love you!" She enthusiastically states, you catch her bright smile as she runs out of the front door like she was being chased.

You lightly shake your head at her rush, holding back a pained groan as to not give yourself away. It was just funny, you wife always left in a rush, even when leaving hours before she was expected—much like today. She wasn't even due to be there until 10am, but you know she enjoys her time to decompress in her trailer before jumping into the mindset of her character of that day.

"I love you too..." You shouted back at her retreating form, somewhat grateful that the crack was easily explainable as your voice was being elevated.

It's not that you didn't want Scarlett here, because if anything that was all you found yourself wanting. However much you needed her here, you knew she was needed elsewhere. You knew that if you'd asked her she would have dropped everything for you in a heartbeat, but you didn't feel it was fair to ask of her.

It's only eight hours, you will survive...

As soon as you had heard the car peeling out of the driveway though your shoulders slumped, happy mask falling to be replaced by a far more grumpy one. Begrudgingly you'd made your way over to the couch to wrap up in a fluffy blanket—another red flag—since it was already approaching 83*F(28.3*C😉).

Eyes fluttering shut against your will as a sudden wave of exhaustion plagued your body, soon to be disturbed as you were assaulted by a spell of coughing, followed by wheezing, and to top it all off sneezing before you could even remove the uncomfortable mask you'd all but forgotten about upon your face.

Choosing to ignore the grumbling of your stomach in fear of the later repercussions you allowed your unnaturally sore body to melt against the couch, and your eyes shut once and for all so that you could take the nap your body craved—who knew food poisoning took this much out of a person...

—

Scarlett smiled when she opened her lunchbox, first thing she noticed was the cute post it atop all of the food you packed; reading it while popping a chilled green grape into her mouth she audibly awed at the sweet message.

"My love, did you know waking up next to you is my absolute favorite part of my mornings? Second being our cuddles, hurry home so that we can make up for them, and make sure you eat all your fruits and veggies—I love you. 💋"

She frowns though at the realization of what she'd lost, and her brain racks with a reason for why she'd missed them in the first place. Because she would've gladly been 'late' ten times over for just even five minutes in your arms, and then she starts to wonder what you were doing up anyways.

Most mornings it took an act of congress to move you, but somehow you were up and now an uneasiness had filled her. There was no goodbye kiss, no bear hug, not even a look spared in her general direction, and if she thought something was up before, then now she knew it to be true when she unlocked her phone to see no messages from you. 

She anxiously dug into her salad while sending you off a message, mindlessly scrolling through her emails—retaining nothing as she anxiously awaited your response, but after ten painfully long minutes of remaining on delivered her heart sunk into her stomach at the thought of something being genuinely wrong with you.

She'd resolved to pulling up her security camera apps to settle her anxiety, because surely if something was wrong you'd call her. First she viewed the side yard in hopes that you were just tending to the garden like you do most mornings while talking to Lizzie. The yard was empty though, so she checked the backyard to see the pool was equally as empty. Porch swing was also a pointless search, and after checking most rooms to find them empty she was losing hope until she spotted a sudden light illuminate the living room as the bathroom door opened.

"Bingo.." She cheered, but then her face dropped when she saw you in a sweatsuit, eyes tracking your sluggish form and keying in on the way your sleeve lifted up to wipe at your mouth before you literally threw yourself onto the cold floors of the kitchen.

She recognized the pattern as clear as day—you were sick, and now she felt foolish for having not even noticed your clear signs of deceitful behavior this morning. Fortunately for her the scene reshoot had actually been a breeze, and now she was sticking around for boring meetings about far off press junkets that quite honestly could be sent off in an email, or on a much later date over zoom.

With a quickness she'd packed up her belongings, texted the director that she was "sorry for the inconvenience" but she is sadly needed elsewhere, then she ignored your past due—lie—response:

"Of course I'm fine honey, was just gardening."

This part of you had to be her least favorite, always so willing to lie about your well-being in favor of her job, as if you were somehow less important. The insecurities you still feel to this day in her love for you over her acting career truly stings, but she can't blame your brain's curiosity. Even though she also finds it endearing enough to say the least how much you care for her career, she finds it to be far more annoying when it gets in the way of her ability to care for you—her favorite thing to do.

You've always been the one to hold everything down for her by being her shoulder to cry on; a pinnacle of sound advice whenever the media clouded her mind; her personal chef that provided her with three square meals and an array of snacks; the woman who knew how to love her right—in every which way possible.

Come hell or high water she knew she could count on you, and all she ever wanted was to be able to be that same person for you, so she decides that's exactly what she's going to be while entering the massive supermarket.

—

Though you'd willed it to be food poisoning you knew it wasn't the case when your temperature was registering as a whopping 101*F(38.3*C)

"Fucking hell, it is freezing..." You groaned from the cool kitchen floor, clearly in a state where regulating your body temperature was impossible.

Your skin was hot to the touch, burning up as if you'd just gotten back from a visit to hell itself; though your body contradicted your forehead, trembling vigorously as if you'd been dropped off in the snowy tundra's of Antarctica.

Lola, your Dalmatian puppy, was sat beside her timed feeding bowl with a tilted head, patiently waiting for her lunch serving to drop down. Even with your eyes closed you could feel she was silently judging you, and deep down you didn't blame her, but in the moment...

"Mind your business..." You whined at your precious baby, mind clouded by illness, but it seemed to work as she looked away.

Definitely had nothing to do with the kibbles.

With every last bit of strength you had left in your body you pushed up off the floor, then slowly but surely you'd lifted yourself to your feet and made your way into the kitchen. Attempting to find something to eat ended just as quickly as it had begun for you, everything you touched brought you close to vomiting, and you really didn't want to do that again.

Three saltine crackers, a tall glass of orange juice, and one grape later you'd returned to the couch after popping a couple Tylenol's. Cuddling a bottle of water close to your chest you'd then pulled two blankets over your entire body and snuggled down deep into the cushions; pretending the warmth consuming you'd been that of your wife's body helped. Slowly but surely the never ending bouts of exhaustion won you over again, and you dreamt of your wife's smiling face.

—

Scarlett entered the house as the clock read out 12:30pm, the eery silence she was met with had made her shiver, normally you'd be dancing around the house or reading with the TV on.

Gorgeous green eyes were quick to scan the room while she settled everything she deemed necessary for your recovery onto the counters.

It wasn't that hard to find you, the lump of blankets on the couch very much out of place, coupled with the littering of used tissues and empty bottles of water

She kicked off her heels then quietly made her way towards you. Gentle hands peeled the blankets from your body to reveal your sweaty form, your skins natural glow no longer there.

"Oh my sweet girl, I wish you wouldn't have tried to hide this from me..." She whispers as her lips lightly press to your forehead, not really considering the downsides to such a kiss.

"Shit, honey, you're burning up..."

Your eyes slowly fluttered open at the sound of her voice.

"Scar?" You whimper, no longer able to contain your overwhelming feelings as the sickness had made you overly vulnerable.

"I'm here honey..." She coos, hand pushing your hair off your sticky forehead.

Scarlett gently sits you up, hands falling to the hem of your sweatshirt, and yours quickly fall atop hers to stop her motions.

"Now, honey, you know we have to break the fever..." She chastises you, hands rotating to grab ahold of yours before she resettles them at your sides.

"Scar, why are you home?" You ask, bleary eyes finally adjusting to take notice of the time.

"My beautiful wife is sick, there's no place else I'd rather be..."

"But you—."

"Save your energy honey, nothing you say changes our reality, now arms up buttercup."

You certainly didn't want to fight, desperate for her comfort you did as you were told.

"Good girl... Now, I'm going to run you a cool bath while you take a minute to wake all the way up."

Scarlett leaned in to peck your lips but you lazily shifted away.

"Scar, I don't want to get you sick..."

"I don't care..." She quips, fingers gently scratching at your scalp while her lips meet yours and you sigh appreciatively.

Scarlett rolled her eyes when she saw you pulling a blanket back over your body, but she let it be for the time being; running up the stairs to start your bath she poured some epsom salts in, and ran her hand through the water until she felt it was finally tepid.

"I thought I said wake up..." She lightly chuckles as she sees your eyes have closed.

" 'M awake." You mumbled, right eye peeping open to stare at the gorgeous woman overlooking you.

Scarlett's arms lifted you up off the couch, holding you tightly against her body since you'd hadn't the strength to hold yourself up. With a few quick movements she has settled your naked body into the water, strong arms holding you down when you try to jump back out.

"Scar, it's cold..." You whimper, teeth chattering as you do and her eyes drip with sympathy, but her stance never wavers.

"I know angel, but we have to do this, just until your temperature drops..." She reasons, and you stop squirming when she hits you with the mom glare.

After she knew you wouldn't budge she'd ran down the stairs to throw some soup into the crockpot, sending another text off to Lizzie to thank her for the vamped up chicken noodle soup that was overloaded with garlic, and homegrown vegetables that were good for the mind, body and soul.

She returned to the bedroom with a bag, unloading it quickly before peeking into the bathroom to see you reaching for your soap. Scarlett groaned at the sight of you trying to tend to yourself, feet moving quickly so that she could stop you and do it all herself. You'd pouted at her scolding, but accepted the help nonetheless, truly enjoying every single minute she spent with her hands caring for you.

Once your temperature had dropped she pulled your tired body from the tub, plush robe tightly wrapped around you, lips kissing over the entirety of your face to pull a few croaky giggles from you before she carried you to the bed. Hands working over your sore muscles with a vanilla—rose scented lotion, her eyes lovingly observing your satisfaction as it shows through the way your face twitches, and body settles against the mattress. Her heart swells with every appreciative groan, and she does her best to draw the experience out as long as possible.

"Okay angel, I'm going to put you in sleeping shorts and a tank top, then I'll allow you the use of one thin blanket."

You hum appreciatively, blanket now loosely wrapped around your shoulders, and a satisfied smile blankets your face.

"I'll be right back..."

"No..." You whimper, hands cling to her shirt, and she melts at your unusually clingy state, maybe even a bit too excited that you're sick.

"I have to get your medicine, and the soup."

"No soup..." You grumble, head shaking from side to side as you lean your forehead against her abdomen.

"Honey, you have to eat..."

Her hands run through your damp hair, lightly brushing out the remaining knots as your scratchy voice finally responds.

"When I woke up I thought I had food poisoning Scar, I don't actually want it."

"Glad to see you're feeling better..." She playfully groans, hand lightly slapping your shoulder, and you giggle.

"For your information it's from Lizzie, and if it wasn't it would've been a can, so either way you would've been fine."

Scarlett returns quickly—almost inhumanly, large tray in her hands with two bowls of soup, and what appears to be the entirety of a pharmacy and the Walmart drinks section.

"Before you eat I have some pills for you, here's a Tylenol for your headache, and some nyquil for just about everything else."

You throw the pill cup back, followed up by a grainy bottle of water that you soon learn is poorly dissolved emergenc, and as per her instructions you chug the entirety of it down. Before you could think to lift the spoon she's already done it, blowing on the contents to ensure it's cool enough before she lifts it to your lips.

"Scar, I'm not a baby, I can feed myself..."

"Well you're my baby.. So no you can't, I'll be doing it, now lean back and relax."

"Yes ma'am..."

She sends you a warning glare, but there's no real heat behind it as she continues to feed you, and your heart warms at the sight of her being so happy to be doing this. Very short lived moment of bliss though as you start to violently cough after a particularly large bite. The tray is abandoned to the floor while Scar's hands meet your back to pat, and rub soothingly until the coughing fit is over.

"No more soup." She reasons, and you nod in agreement, honestly too tired to keep eating anyways.

You'd attempted to bury your face into her chest but she'd lifted an unsuspected bottle to your lips instead.

"Drink up honey, then we can lay down to watch any movie you wish."

Without even seeing the bottle you know it's pedialyte, and against your will you chug the salty drink down, then dramatically throw your body back onto the bed to make your message clear.

"You'd think it was 10pm..." She teases, movements quick to clean up the bed so that she could finally lay down to hold you close.

"Be nice to me, I'm sick..."

She rolled her eyes at your whining, then she dimmed the lights, turned your favorite flick on the TV with the volume somewhere in the 20's, and settled into her spot besides you.

"Come here honey..."

Sluggishly you'd crawled across the bed, face settling atop her chest, her rhythmic heartbeat soothing you, and her hand did the same as it ran up and down your arm.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick angel?"

"I didn't want to disrupt your work."

"Baby, you're not disrupting anything by being sick, work isn't my top priority—you are."

"I'm a big girl, I could handle a few hours of being sick on my own."

"Yeah, and I could make my own lunch, but I know how much you love to do it for me.."

"No, you really couldn't.."

"Jesus, you burn a pot of water once and suddenly you're labeled inept..."

…

"But seriously angel, I want to take care of you always, in sickness and in health meant something to me when I said 'I do.'"

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, but next time just tell me, I'd drop anything for you..."

"I love you Scarlett." You tiredly slur against her shirt, hands securely wrapped around her body as you feel your body giving out.

"I love you too Y/N."

Her hands never stop their ministrations, even well after you'd drifted off to sleep atop of her. She'd chosen to remain awake for a bit to enjoy in the peaceful moment, but also to ensure that you were truly fine; paying close attention to your breathing, as well as making sure your temperature remained normal.

Eventually she was content with your state, so she'd set a timer on her phone to know when exactly the medication needed to be given to you again, then she turned to TV up to drown out your sickly—obnoxious snoring so that she too could engage in some blissful sleep...

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