#sick boyfriend

[orchidniins]

Forehead Kisses | Arthur Frederick

Summary: Arthur being the biggest green flag and taking care of his sick partner. Pairing: Arthur TV x gn!Reader Warnings: Fluff Word count: 1.3k+ A/N: Short one to start the week. I have a ton of requests that I'm currently working on at the moment (honestly I'm a lot slower at writing than I thought) and I'm hoping to get out 2 longer fics next week (if work doesn't keep me busy that is) 🤞 Thanks anon for the request! Hope you enjoy!

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As you step into your apartment, the door creaks softly behind you. You clutch your forehead, rubbing your temples in an attempt to ease your pounding migraine. Each step you take only worsens your body pains, leaving you feeling as though you've been hit by a truck. You shed your jacket and kick off your shoes, your body craves rest, wanting nothing more than to just curl up in bed. However, thoughts of the work you still have to complete nag at you, not wanting anything to pile up for the rest of the week.

Tossing your keys onto the table, the loud clatter disrupts the quietness of the room and you mentally curse yourself. You try to move as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb Arthur, who had mentioned his plans to live stream for a few hours today. And despite your best efforts, an uncontrollable fit of coughing wracks your body, sending a sharp pain shooting up to your head again. You groan out in pain, unable to ignore the discomfort.  

Arthur was in his office in the midst of a live stream, chatting away with his viewers when he heard you from the living room. Pausing the game he was playing, he swiftly excuses himself from the stream, taking off his headset and exits the room.

You glance towards his office, the soft click of his door catching your attention. Upon spotting your red nose and sunken eyes, he doesn't hesitate for a moment, swiftly hurrying to your side. "Hey, darling, are you okay?" His voice is laced with genuine concern as he assesses your condition.

"I just had a bit of a headache, so my boss sent me home early," you shrug as you explain, trying to downplay the situation. "It's probably nothing, maybe just because it's cold and windy outside—" Your sentence is cut short by cough, prompting Arthur's concerned gaze. "Why didn't you tell me before you left for work?" he asks, furrowing his eyebrows. "How long have you been feeling like this?", his hands come to rest on your shoulders, rubbing them soothingly.

"You see, this is why," you remark, sounding slightly exasperated. "Weren’t you going to stream today?" Arthur immediately responds, "Don't worry about that, darling," he assures you, still just as worried.

"I'm fine, babe," you quickly reassure him, not wanting to worry him any further, knowing he'll drop everything to take care of you. "I'm feeling better now that I'm home. I'm actually gonna get some work done." But before you can continue, Arthur shakes his head adamantly. "No work, absolutely not. You need to rest," he insists firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument as he gently guides you towards the bedroom.

“But…I don’t want stuff to pile up”, you attempt to protest. But Arthur remains resolute, his gaze soft as he looks at you caringly. "There are others who can handle your work for now," he insists gently. "Right now, you need rest, medicine, and some tea." 

You look back at him with a small pout, hoping to sway him, "Off to bed you go," he says, as you two step into the bedroom.

"But Arthur," you begin, whining, but he cuts you off with a pointed look. "No, Y/N," he says, giving you a pointed look.

Finally, you concede, a sigh escaping your lips. "Fine, I'll sleep for an hour, but promise me you'll wake me up so I can finish up work." Arthur simply nods, accepting the small victory.

After changing out of your work clothes and into something more comfortable, you sit down on the bed "Just stay put, I'll get you the medicine," he says, but you attempt to get up from bed, insisting, "No, no, it's fine, Arthur, I'll get it myself." However, he gently pushes you back down. "No, I've got it,"

"But what about your stream?" you worry, but Arthur dismisses your concern with a laugh. "Just sleep, darling," he urges before leaving momentarily to fetch the medicine. Returning with water and the medicine, he hands them to you. "Here, take it," he instructs, watching as you comply before he helps you settle into bed.

"Do you need more pillows or a blanket?" Arthur asks, but you quickly decline, insisting that you're fine. "You just get back to your stream. Don't leave your viewers staring at an empty chair," you joke weakly. Arthur chuckles, "You just worry about getting better," before you interject, "It’s literally nothing, Arthur. I’ll be fine after a small nap. Just make sure you wake me up in an hour okay?" He responds with a sarcastic chuckle, “Yeah sure darling”, and you soon start to feel yourself getting drowsy. He brushes the hair out of your face, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead before quietly leaving the room.

Ignoring your request, Arthur allows you to sleep for as long as you need to, making sure to check up on you every 15 minutes or so. If he hears even a peep from the bedroom, he excuses himself from his stream to ensure you're okay or to make sure you've taken your medicine, sitting beside you until you drift back to sleep.

After another 30 minutes or so, Arthur decides to end his stream early, apologizing to his viewers before quietly slipping back into the bedroom to check on you. He walks up to you and sits beside your sleeping form, noticing a thin sheen of sweat on your forehead. Gently grabbing a towel, he wipes it, causing you to slowly wake up. "Sorry, sorry, go back to sleep," he quickly apologizes, feeling slightly guilty for waking you. However, you decide to sit up in bed, “No it’s fine,” you say, giving him a small smile.

He smiles softly and leans in to kiss you on the forehead, gently rubbing the sleep marks on your face. "How are you feeling?" he asks.

"Better," you reply with a slight smile. "My head doesn’t hurt as much." Leaning to grab a tissue, you blow your nose before asking, "What time is it?"

"It's around 7 pm," Arthur responds gently. "You've been asleep for about 3 hours."

"You told me you’d wake me up," you start to say, your tone slightly whining.

"Yeah, but you are really sick," Arthur interjects gently. "You don't need more work, you need to rest."

"But—", you begin to speak, but then you cough, a sharp pain shooting to your head. You look at him sheepishly as you groan, finally accepting, "Yeah, fine. I’m sick."

Arthur nods understandingly as he laughs at your admission. "I'll be right back, let me get you some tea," he says, getting up before quietly leaving the room.

He comes back after a few minutes, finding you sitting with your eyes closed, leaning against the headboard. As he walks in with the tea and more medicine, setting them down on the nightstand, he sits on the bed next to you, causing the mattress to dip slightly and the movement wakes you up.

"Hey, I’ve got your tea," he says softly, offering you the cup. "It'll help with your throat."

You pick it up and take a sip, feeling the warmth trickle down your throat, soothing the ache.

You look at him with a small smile, "Thank you, baby."

Arthur smiles warmly, replying, "Anything for you, love. You know I always wanna take care of you."

"I love you," you say softly, placing your palm on his hand that was resting on the mattress.

"I love you too, more than anything," Arthur responds, his eyes filled with affection.

His hand comes up to gently rub your cheek. As he leans in for a kiss on the lips, your hand comes up to cover his mouth, saying, "No, you'll get sick too. And then I’ll have to take care of you, and you’re the clingy type when you’re sick."

He feigns hurt for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Okay, okay, forehead kisses only," he agrees, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead, eliciting a smile from you as he leans and places a kiss on your forehead.

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Check out my other fics and oneshots here. Not working on any new requests currently but feel free to drop into my asks for a chat! 😊

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

PBGShrugfriend + Pengiana in Bunny costumes

1st pic: Pico: *mind* Damn, I guess that's on me for taking pictures of BF in his bunny costume

2nd pic: BF/Cam: (flustered) P-PICO! STOP TAKING PICTURES OF ME!!!😡😡😡

3rd pic: GF/Ashley: Woo! I look good!

4th pic: Sick BF/Stephanie: (flustered)....

5th pic: Drugfriend/Raiden: Yeah! I look good in a bunny costume and i'm proud!

6th pic: Sick GF/Giana: (flustered) Ugh! I look so ridiculous!!!

7th pic: Bobsponge GF/Penelope: Yeah!

Mostly all of the characters are embarrassed wearing the bunny costume @funkinboys

[fawnbae21]

ℑ 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔣 ℑ'𝔪 𝔥𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢

[prostochelsstuff00]

My version SickBF and DrugFriend

[adiraargent]

Sick - Jasper Rowle

warnings: none wc: 381

You were up in Jaspers dorm, he was sick and stuck in bed and somehow you had ended up on sick duty. Mattheo was on his bed across the room, reading his book while occasionally looking up at a coughing Jasper to tell him to shut up. Theodore and Blaise had left earlier, the two of them making their way down to the library to work on their Astronomy essay. You handed Jasper his soup and a spoon before reopening your parchment and ink to try and finish your assignment.

But despite your best efforts to concentrate, Jasper's incessant complaints about the Hogwarts house-elves' latest attempt at soup had become a constant distraction. "Please stop wasting what's left of your voice on complaints about soup you can't even taste," you teased, unable to contain your amusement any longer.

Jasper glanced up from his bowl of lukewarm broth, a sheepish grin spreading across his face as he met your gaze. "But it's terrible," he protested, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned in closer to you. "I swear, I could make a better batch blindfolded."

You couldn't help but laugh at his dramatics, the sound echoing through the dorm room and drawing a small glare from Mattheo.

"I highly doubt that," you replied, reaching out to ruffle his hair affectionately. "But even if the soup is subpar, at least you have your amazingly cool girlfriend to keep your company."

Jasper's expression softened at your words, a fond smile playing at the corners of his lips. "True," he admitted, his voice tinged with warmth as he leaned back against the cushions. "I suppose even terrible soup is bearable when I'm with you."

You rolled your eyes playfully at his sentimentality, unable to suppress the smile that tugged at your lips. "Well, I'm glad to hear that I make up for the lack of culinary skills," you teased, nudging him gently with your elbow.

Jasper chuckled softly, the sound music to your ears as he reached for your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours in a silent gesture of affection. "You make everything better," he whispered, his gaze never leaving yours as he spoke. He leant forward to kiss you, but you leant back, a grin making its way on your face

"uh uh, I'm not tryna get sick."

[lurkinginthesh4dows]

i wanted to re tell a situation that happened irl a few months ago with my partner at the time. This is my first time writing something like this so please be kind and I’m sorry if it’s not great!

It was date night for me and him, something we prioritised to do weekly. That week we had plans to go into the city for dinner. He’d finished work at 5:30 and I got a message from him letting me know that he was feeling really tired and asking if we could do something closer to home tonight. I agreed as it didn’t matter to me what we were doing i just enjoyed seeing him, we settled on doing a movie night and takeout at his apartment. I went over to his at around 7, everything was normal except for the fact he was a bit quieter than usual. This was until after dinner, we got Chinese from a local place. He ordered a spicy dish, which was unlike him as he Dosent tolerate spice too well. Once we finished eating we started to watch a movie, we were cuddled up on the couch but he kept shifting uncomfortably. Not too long later he said he needed the bathroom but told me to just keep watching the movie. He’d been in the bathroom for around half an hour so I went to check on him. “Is everything okay in there?” I had asked, to which he replied “I don’t feel good, my bellys burning and cramping up.” It was obvious the spicy food had upset his stomach. He’d been in the toilet for over an hour at this point before I heard the shower running. Once he was done he came and collapsed on the couch next to me, “the warm water felt nice on my tummy” he said softly. He was still a bit restless as he got comfortable, the rest of the night consisted of me rubbing his belly which I could feel cramping underneath my hand and him whining about how poorly he felt.

P.S sorry for the lack of detail I wasn’t sure how much description people would appreciate, any tips are appreciated! and please let me know if you’d like more irl stories in the future as I have plenty.

[pony-central]

So... Who ended up winning the "Who Looks the Most Smashable?" poll?

Find out now with this little comic

Sick PonyCentral was extremely angry with the results. DrugFriend was more anxious about the voters pee pee size to even care about being in the middle of the pack. Freund's the overall winner of the poll. No surprises as to who I picked 🤭

[winter188]

sick in bed

flu season is here....severe chills, fever 103.4, congested, sore throat, coughing, sneezing constantly

[sneezykinkythoughts]

I can't stop thinking of when I was at my boyfriend's place for the holidays and we both got ill.

Like he was so sexy with that cold I can't get my mind off of his nose sneezing 😔

I can't wait to live with him so whenever is si sick I can take care of him

[uarmyhopx]

Even sick, I can say that your lips are still so deliciously sweet.

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Eh? Where is this coming from hm?

The medicine you take, makes you be funny Yun...and clingy, never had you this clingy with me. Not saying I don't like it. You know where to get more kisses.

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Sick Boyfriend, Drugfriend and Druggy the spotted dog

Druggy: Arf! Arf!

Drugfriend: Aww

Sick BF: *giggles* Cute puppy

[funkinboys]

What did Sick BF and BF were talking about? 🤭

[princesshillaryellaworld25]

Penelope: I got these for you!

Sick BF: *hugs Penelope* Thanks buddy, I've been having a rough day and I need some comfort stuff.

Penelope: No problem, I know you used to like these kawaii/Sanriocore stuff back in 2006.

[simpingandbeinginsane]

My boyfriend is sick so he's napping but omg I miss him so much. Like, teleport to me, I'll take care of you, my love 😭😭😭

[lurkinginthesh4dows]

Hello! I'm so sorry if this is intrusive but... did your boyfriend get sick from the spicy food? Or did it just upset his belly a little?

No it’s not intrusive don’t worry! Yes it usually leaves him either on the toilet for a while like this time, or throwing up if it’s worse situation but I wasn’t sure if people would like me to re tell that.

[pony-central]

Sick Boyfriend Back Perspective 2

As Boyfriend once said - "Sick Boyfriend, lay off them burgers! They're going straight to your thighs, and it's turning me on for some reason"

At least, that's what I think he said, I don't remember most of it. 🤭