bella donna
Pairing: theodore nott x reader
Summary: a sick night in bed calls for your cute boyfriend to come in and take care of you
Word Count: 800+
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Nothing was helping.
The soup burned your tongue, the medication didn’t cure your stuffy nose, and your throat felt like it was on fire.
You felt like total shit right about now.
“I’m sorry mi amore.” Theodore said as he wrung out a wet rag to place on your forehead. You were laid up in your bed, covers drawn to your chin as a chill wracked through you.
Theo sat on a small stool next to your bed. He was being the sweetest boyfriend ever. He waited on you hand and foot for everything you needed.
He was the one to make the soup and fetch the medicine and rags for your head.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about, Theo,” you mumbled. “You’ve done literally everything right for me.”
He smiled softly, then just as quickly, his smile fell. “I just can’t believe how suddenly this came about. Something must be going around; I heard Draco coughing in class yesterday, he must be the one who got you sick.”
You chuckled but were soon thrown into a fit of coughs. The coughing was so bad, you had to sit yourself up in order to catch your breath.
“Mio dio,” he softly said. “My poor baby.” Theo rubbed your back as you caught your breath. You smiled at him, grateful for his being here.
“What would I do without you, Theo?”
He smiled and left a tender kiss on your forehead. The action was so soft and sweet, your eyes involuntarily closed, a soft smile adorning your lips. Theo really was something special. While most may find him to be a brute and hard to get on with, you’d only ever seen the kind, caring boy standing in front of you.
“The real question,” he replied, “is how could I ever live without you?”
You giggled as Theo led you from your seated position to lay down.
“You need your rest, sweetheart. Don’t waste all of your energy sitting up.”
You nodded and let Theo guide you down. You sniffled, but all that did was send more mucus to your throat, causing it to hurt worse. A whimper came from your lips without meaning to.
“What hurts now, dolcezza?” He felt your forehead with the back of his hand, and gently picked up the discarded rag to dunk it in the bucket of ice water on the floor.
“Just everything: my head, my throat, my nose, it all just sucks,” you said. “At least I have you to take care of me.”
Theo smiled, his eyes alive with love for you. “I’ll always be here to take care of you, even when you’re snotty and coughing on me.” He teased as he wrung out the ice rag and placed it back on your forehead.
“Hey!” You whined with a teasing smile. “I didn’t cough on you, just in your general direction.”
“Oh, so that’s how we’re describing it, now, huh bella donna?”
You gave a health-hearted smile and shifted a little in bed. “I don't feel very pretty right now. I’m all snotted up and it feels like I’ve been hit by a truck.”
“I think you look beautiful, (Y/N). Fully and truly, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
Your heart swelled. You had the sweetest boyfriend in the world. Theo never failed to make you smile and make you feel beautiful, even when you felt far from it.
Slowly, as to not hurt the ache in your head, you pushed yourself up into a seated position.
Theo started to fix the pillows so they would accommodate your upright position. “This okay, amore?”
You smiled down at him. Never had you felt more in love with this boy than you did just then. “It’s perfect, my love. Everything you do is just perfect, Theo. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
A pink hue tinted your boyfriend's cheeks as a smile crept onto his face. “You’re everything to me, (Y/N). I would do anything for you. Something as simple as taking care of you while you’re not feeling good is my job as your lover.”
You didn’t think your heart could take anymore sweetest from him. “Come ‘ere,” you mumbled as you patted the empty side of the bed. “‘wanna lay with you for a little while.”
Theo walked around the bed and climbed into the empty space. He fit perfectly in the bed, like it was made to accompany him.
You pushed him to lay down so you could rest your tired head on his chest. He lightly chuckled at your movement, and pulled you close to him. His arms wrapped around you as your fist held onto the fabric of his shirt.
“I love you, (Y/N),” he mumbled.
You smiled, closing your eyes. Right before sleep pulled you in, you responded, “I love you most, Theo.”
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why aren't more people talking about ron fucking weasley and how AMAZING this boy is
this is the same guy who was so friendly to a complete stranger on a train said stranger decided to adopt him as his golden retriever bestie
this is the same guy who got into a fist fight at a quidditch match with fucking malfoy because neville got insulted
this is the same guy who was ready to sacrifice himself to a chess board so his friends could escape
this is the same guy who went to rescue his best friend from an abusive household in the middle of the night in his dad's illegally magicked flying car because he was WORRIED
this is the same guy who was ready to defend hermione's honor from a slur, barfed up slugs as a consequence, and had no fucking regrets
this is the same guy who was terrified of spiders but faced them anyway to get a chance to save his unconscious bestie in a coma
this is the same guy who was ready to fight tooth and nail for the people he loved at anytime
and i'm not even halfway through the series with this
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Tom, wand out and waving it around like a madman: I am beyond anger! The next person who speaks to me is going to get a crucio to the FACE.
Harry, walking into Charms confused: The hell is wrong with you?
Tom, stowing his wand immediately: Nothing at all, darling. As an aside, you look stunning today, and I do hope you’re having a wonderful afternoon.
Ron and Draco, who had taken to hiding behind a makeshift fort of desks: What the fuck???
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