#dodgamn this took a while

[aceoftrashies]

Could you do a sick fic with barbatos that tries in every way to work but continues to sneeze and coughing pls? Eventually MC could drag him to bed

<SNZ CONTENT FOR BARBATOS AHEAD>

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Barbatos is a man with a high amount of responsibility, and he tries his absolute hardest not to get sick out of the thought that it would upset Diavolo.

But one morning he woke up one morning sniffling, sneezing, and coughing. He didn't want to disappoint Diavolo, so instead he showed up to work while ill, the fever hasn't hit him yet.

He was assisting Diavolo as he was meeting with you and Lucifer, and letting out some light coughs.

"hihh.." Barbatos hitched quietly and pressed the top of his hand to his now light pink nose.

You, Diavolo and Lucifer continued your discussion, Barbatos struggling to hold back the sneeze. 

“So if we can somehow have Satan run that part since he has more knowledge..” Lucifer spoke, being suddenly caught off by Barbatos.

“Huhhh.... hahhh... ahhhh...!” Barbatos hitched louder before he could stop himself, clasping a hand over his mouth as he went into an uncontrollable fit of sneezes. 

“hhih’TSHew!! heh’tSshew! heh’TCHiew!” Barbatos doubled over into a sneezing fit, you suddenly going up to him and helping him straighten out. 

You place your palm on his forehead, the heat of it immediately making you draw back your hand. 

“Barbatos, you’re burning up!” You state, not giving him a second to retort. “Come on, let’s get you to bed. You are in no position to work right now.” 

Barbatos didn’t have the strength to fight, plus, he knew you were right. 

He talked with Diavolo while apologizing a few times, and Diavolo just shook his head and wished for him to feel better. 

You walked slowly with him, hearing him sniffle and clear his throat a few times, making you frown. He suddenly sparks into a coughing fit, halting in his walking. 

You gently rub his back for comfort and you both continue walking after the coughing settled down. 

Eventually, you head into his room, where Barbatos suddenly turns away to sneeze. “hh... hih’SShiew! heh’tSchiew!” 

“Gesundheit,” You state softly, leading him to his bed. You gently lift up his covers so he can get into bed, which he did-- too worn out to change clothing. 

His skin was flushed and hot to the touch, you felt bad for him. Every time he spoke his throat sounded itchy and irritated. 

He sat up and turned away from you, coughing into his arm. You rub his sweaty back in sympathy, not minding how hot it was. 

He let out a low groan, looking at you with glassy eyes. “I’m sorry, that..” He cuts off, turning away and coughing into his arm before turning back. “I’m sorry that you have to see me like this..” 

You frown, feeling bad that he feels guilty. You caress his cheek with a soft smile, doing your best to reassure him. “Don’t be sorry for anything,” He gives you a light smile, grateful that you’re here. 

“I’ll make you some tea with Devil Honey to ease your throat.” You spoke softly, immediately going to do so.

“That would be lovely. hehh... hihh-- hih’TSHEW!” Wowie.

You heard that sneeze from the kitchen, Barbatos really must be out of it. You stir the mug of hot tea a few times as you walk to Barbatos, finding him groaning softly. 

“Thank you so mu-huhhhh.... h-hehh... HEH’TSCHEWW! H’TSHEEWWW!” You frown as you put the mug on the nightstand and helped him sit up. Once he sat up, you gave the mug of tea another stir before blowing on it a few times and turning it toward the sick butler’s lips. 

He too a few sips from it as you set it back on the nightstand, the warm herbal liquid feeling lovely going down his throat and into his stomach. He laid back down, turning his head to look at you. 

“That was lovely, thaa... hah’tschew!!” You fetch him a tissue, bringing it to his face so he could blow his nose. Once he did, you took the snot drenched tissue and threw it into the garbage. 

“Oh, excuse me... I was trying to say thank you, but as you can see, I was stopped. But while my nose is tame, I would like to say thank you. For everything you’ve done to help me. I really appreciate your help.” 

“It’s no problem, I just want to help you get better. Is there anything else I can do for you?” You ask, looking at him all tucked in bed. 

“Actually, I think I’d like to get some sleep, if that’s alright.” He chuckled nervously, but you nodded. 

“Of course, you need your rest. If you need anything, call my name.” You state, beginning to leave the room.

“Thank you, I will.” And with that, you leave the room and Barbatos falls asleep.