#hawrin x reader x rhaenyra

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looking after a sick harwin

princess rhaenyra targaryen x gender neutral!reader x ser harwin strong

with harwin ill, it is up to both you and rhaenyra to look after the man-child.

word count: 817 words reading time: about 4 minutes warnings: mentions of sickness

note: this is both a headcanon and a oneshot

headcanon

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Rhaenyra would be worried sick for her lover, not being able to sit still, needing to do something 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ It wouldn't matter what she did, whether it helped or not, as Harwin and yourself would simply watch her. Worried she may ruin the floor 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊When he is sick you would be very doting to me, helping him with the simplest things. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊However, Rhaenyra would be more stern, only getting things she believed he truly did need (water, blankets, food, etc) 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ Harwin would love the attention he is being given, milking his sickness. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Even if he only needed to cough a little, he would move his whole body about. Making you worried sick and Rhaenyra roll her eyes. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Harwin could constantly as for cuddles, despite being known as 'BreakBones'. He is surprisingly cuddly, especially when sick. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ You would be more than happy to sit in bed with him all-day 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ But Rhaenyra would be more distant, not wanting to get sick as well. The last thing she needs is a cold 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Despite acting like she does not care or rolling his eyes at his antic. Rhaenyra is worried sick, demanding only the best to help. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊With some coaxing and sweet words, Rhaenyra would join you both in bed. Sandwiching Harwin in between the pair of you. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Not that he minded in the slightest.

oneshot

Harwin was not often struck with an illness, the man appearing to be the pinnacle of health. No amount of rain or cold could seem to strike him down. At times you were jealous of the gift the gods have given him, wishing you too could withstand anything. But it seemed even Harwin had a limit to what he could handle. After rainy past days, coupled with large winds had finally taken down the man.

He laid in bed, nose red, throat sore, sinuses stuffed. Harwin 'BreakBones' Strong was bedridden with a cold, complaining about being too warm and too cold at the same time. It was a sad sight to see the man being reduced to such a form, tossing and turning in bed. Rhaenyra did not seem to be as compassionate to the man, being sterner and not giving in to his every demand. Although, both you and Harwin knew she was concerned, not liking to see either of her lovers in such a state.

As the man lay in bed, you sat beside him holding his hand when asked and whispering comforting words. However, Rhaenyra could not sit still, constantly moving around the room finding anything to do to keep her mind at ease. You watch her move to the couch, fluffing the pillows and rearranging them. To a small table that sat a basin of water, where she would dose a rag only to ring it out and do it all over again.

"I can not believe you got sick. I told you to not stand out in the rain, to move to at least a covered area. But you did not listen, now look, you are ill" Her voice had an underlying worry to it, as she turned to face the pair of you on the bed. A cough ripped through Harwin's body, and quickly you helped him sit up. Quickly Rhaenyra moved closer, worry woven in her features. "I did not plan to get sick, princess. I was doing my duty," Harwin defends quickly, lying back into bed.

Rhaenyra scoffed turning to you, arms crossed in front of her chest, "My love, please tell him how foolish he is." A smile formed on your face, turning to face Harwin. "Our lovely Rhaenyra, believes you are a fool. I think so too, but a loveable fool." You say lovingly moving closer to him to place a kiss on the cheek. A smile pulled on his face, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him, effectively trapping you against him. Squirming around you attempt to break free from his hold, but even ill he was stronger than you.

Rhaenyra laughs at your antics, shaking her head in disbelief. "Rhaenyra help!" Your voice was partly muffled by Harwin holding you down, but the woman was still able to hear you. Crossing the small gap to the bed she was about to grab Harwin, but the man was faster. Grabbing the woman and pulling her in bed as well, you huff as she laid on top of you, squirming around some more as giggles erupt from the three of you.

Though it was broken due to another coughing fit from Harwin, causing both you and Rhaenyra to scramble to one side of the bed. As you two recover from your giggling fit, you begin to relax on the feathered mattress. Deciding to spend some time snuggling together.