#i think i feel a big better today. i already took my medicine too and i dont feel like i have a fever right now which is nice

[seariii]

Last night I was starting to feel bad and lonely, but remembered some words and thought "I guess there are a couple people who care" and that thought lead to another and I felt happy and grateful...

I wish I could send everyone a hug, that would be amazing, but I'm just a little guy, and wasn't doing great. So if you saw last night's post or this post, know that I love you and appreciate you, and even if our interactions have been short and few, or I'd they've been full on conversations, you still have a place in my heart

[buncatz]

sick hoddie

paring: boyfriend!seokmin x gn!reader

genre : kinda hurt/comfort?, fluff

waring(s): reader is sick and going through a bad time, reader is smaller than seokmin, sweet loving boyfriend!seokmin, seokmin being a sweetheart, mentions of reader feeling inferior, a lot of love.

A/N: i been sick all this week and i'm feeling like shit so i thought that while i rest i can write about being take care of, this is my first long "fic" and english isn't my first language so im sorry if you see any errors anyways enjoy （╹◡╹）

seokmin usually lets people see what he thinks or feels, but the only thing he couldn't expose himself would be to talk about how much he likes to see you in his hoodies, at first it was normal, he realized from the beginning realize how forgetful you are, on one of your first dates the time passed quickly than he thought and soon enough it was night, normally the weather tends to get cold, you being yourself forgot about bringing a hoodie just in case, but Seokmin, seeing how uncovered you were, didn't hesitate for a second and he offered you his hoodie.

this was his downfall

Seeing yourself so small when wearing his sweatshirt, along with that feeling that everyone around you knew was his sweatshirt and that you were now occupying it for some reason filled him with pride and love.

But this was just the beginning

Now a few months has passed, you and seokmin are celebrating 5 months of being together, he has always been a romantic so he decided to invite you on a date, everything was fine until now, you didn't expect to wake up so sick. When you woke up the first thing you felt was a huge headache, combined with a sore throat and a stuffy nose, it was the perfect match for feeling like shit

You decided to continue with the day and you got up to wash your face. When you did so, you felt a breeze of cold and loneliness consuming you. A feeling of isolation was so big that you just wanted a hug and to feel good sooner, remembering that your boyfriend a few days ago "unintentionally" left his hoodie in your place, you didn't think twice and put it on. At the moment you did so, you felt the smell of your boyfriend invading your nostrils and the heat of the sweatshirt helped you feel a little better.

After a few minutes of sitting on your bed complaining while you coughed and sneezed, you heard the ringtone of your phone. When you answered it, you were welcomed with the melodious voice of your boyfriend, "good morning sweetie, how did you sleep? Are you ready for our day?" he asked enthusiastically, you instantly felt guilty upon hearing so much emotion on his part, when you opened your mouth to respond your body betrayed you (more than it already was) and with a weak voice you replied "good morning handsome, I slept well but I waked up being sick, I'm so sorry" Seokmin, being the attentive boyfriend, was able to realize the state you were in, not taking any importance to the plans he had for today and dedicating all his attention to you, he spoke "hey it's okay, Do you want me to go see you?" He asked gently, probably even if you refused he would come anyway, but you felt too tired to fight him so you just accepted with a weak smile.

After a few minutes you heard a knock on the door, with the little strength you had you went at a slow pace to open the door, when you did so you were greeted by the warm smile of your boyfriend "I'm sorry if took too long honey, I went to buy some things for you." "he said lovingly and then upon entering he kissed you on the forehead you replied with a hug.

He instantly realized that the hoodie you were wearing was his, feeling your weak touch made him realized how much you needed him, a few minutes after his arrival you found yourself wrapped in blankets as he showed you the things he bought you, among them were medicines, some vegetables and your favorite snacks.

Throughout the morning he was constantly checking on you, first he made you take the medication that he previously bought, while he tucked and left you in a comfortable place, he went to the kitchen to make you the miraculous "mingyu's sick soup" that in his words always helped him get better when he got sick, every now and then he would come back to you asking about your health.

When Seokmin finished cooking, he brought you the food. At this rate, you couldn't resist anymore and you burst into tears, which alerted your boyfriend.

"Hey honey, what's wrong? Don't you want to eat?" He asked worriedly as he took your face in his hands carefully wiping your tears with his thumbs. As you calmed down you looked at him with a pout and opened your mouth "I'm sorry for ruining our day, now we could have done what you had planned but you're here taking care of me." as if I were a child" you said between sobs, you tried to speak again but Seokmin's voice cut you off "hey beautiful, it's okay, you haven't ruined the day, if I'm here it's because I want to take care of you because I love you and I want to see you well "Apart from the fact that I don't care what I had planned, what I wanted was to spend the day with you" he said softly while leaving small kisses on your head, after reassuring you he began to feed you, with the excuse that you don't have to do any extra work, you just have to rest and let him love you.

In what remained of the day, Seokmin dedicated it to you, making sure you ate, that you were comfortable and, above all, showering you with kisses and hugs, even with your protests that you were going to make him sick, he couldn't care less since he The only thing I wanted was to see you smile.

Now you were watching the series that you liked so much, Seokmin was under you while his arms surrounded you, his hand was gently placed on your head giving you small caresses and it was at that moment where you realized that Seokmin's love was enough to be able to make you feel better than you ever thought.

[i520u]

invisible string ʚĭɞೃ⟡

HIII i’m so sorry this took me so long i just didn’t wanna be unemployed after i’m done with my series so i decided to keep this in the drafts for a while 😞 i hope you’ll like this!

PAIRING sung hanbin x gn!reader

GENRE fluff, sfw

MASTERLIST

hanbin is a responsible bf, so you can definitely let loose when you’re around him!

he will always makes you feel safe

when you go out on dates with him, he would always silently take your handbag off of your shoulder and carry them himself 😞

his nicknames for you are usually the common ones, baby, my baby, angel, and i think he’d most commonly use 내 사랑 (nae sarang/my love) because it’s so endearing to give your s/o a nickname in your own mother tongue am i right

but he prefers calling you by your name, bc he thinks your name is already pretty

constantly complimenting you

you get your work done and he’s like “good job baby” and then he’d kiss your cheek

you finish mopping the floors and he’s like “you worked so hard today my love, thank you”

the type of boyfriend that will give you legitimate answers to your “would you still love me if i was a worm?” questions

one time you asked him what he would do if you turned into a snail one day

and he told you he’d have to build you nice house where you would be comfortable living in

drives your around ALL the time

he would freak out if you offered him gas money because he really doesn’t mind spending his time, energy, and money with you :(

if you gave him a $10 cash he would applepay you $15

i think hanbin is a great cook, so eating out is very rare for you both because he’s always cooking up a meal for the both of you

if you don’t like a certain taste (sour, salty, sweet, etc) he’d make sure to alter the recipe a little so you’d both be able to enjoy the meal together

hanbin would be cutting up some vegetables, and then you’d come up to him and ask for a kiss, and he would gladly give you a quick kiss before resuming with the meal prep

conflicts with him rarely ever happens

he’s so good at communicating, and he’s just so gentle there’s really nothing to be mad about with him

he trusts you, and he feels secure in the relationship so he never really asks you about your whereabouts. you’re free to hangout with anyone!

all of your friends loves hanbin. he treats you so well, and he’s so polite and can mix around with them, so he’s practically in your friend group too

when you DO get into fights with hanbin, the fight never lasts longer than 2 days. he either apologises first if he realised that he’s in the wrong, or he’ll talk to you and explain why he felt like he was wronged

plus, even when the two of you are fighting, he’d still cook you a good dinner, and you’d still help him clean up all the things he used to make the meal 😭

also on nights where you both had heated arguments, if the situation was okay, he would still wrap his arms around you while you sleep

hanbin never go all out for anniversaries though

rather than fancy dinner date or a big gesture to show his love, it’s more domestic and meaningful

hanbin prefers celebrating your anniversaries together with things like giving you a photobook of all the moments that you’ve spent together

of course he’d buy you a gift too, but his main idea of anniversaries are more domestic

one time he rearranged your house and made a candlelight dinner all by himself for your anniversary, candles, silk tablecloth, fancy steak, he did that all by himself

whenever you get sick, he’d feel bad leaving you alone while he goes to work but duty calls!!!

he would make you text him and update him every 3 hours so that he knows you’re eating well and taking your medicines on time

when HE’S sick he tells you not to worry about him and then he would get flustered when he finds out that you cooked him some healthy soupy foods for him to eat

he thinks you’re so cute when you’re worried over him getting a stupid little cold

when he gets better he would give you so many kisses and cooing at how cute you were when you were taking care of him

honestly he’s always kissing you somewhere, or you’re always kissing him somewhere, it doesn’t matter. he loves kisses

when you say something funny he would laugh and then bring your hand to his lips for no reason?? when you ask him why he’s just like “you’re so funny i just had to kiss you”

when you’re showing him the new top you just bought and then he would just pull you in to kiss the top of your head bc why not

when you kiss him first his ears will go red

he would even be like “why’d you do that”

when you say you just wanted to kiss him he’d giggle and would call you adorable

“my partner is so adorable today, i wonder what’s got into them?”

[icycoldninja]

Hey sorry to bother you again but if you're still not too busy could you make a fluff story with Sephiroth? (And ik I always ask of him but I'd really appreciate this specific request) not gonna go into too much detail but here recently I've been feeling really sick and weak and on top of it I've been losing weight (I'm not for sure ofc but i see myself in the mirror thinning out) and i just want a small story doesn't need to be big or anything just something to kinda make me feel better for a moment please and thank you and if not i understand completely :)

Oh, I'm sorry. My prayers are with you and I'm wishing you a speedy recovery. In the meantime enjoy this, hopefully it will lift your spirits.

My poor baby (Sephiroth x Sick!Reader)

Sephiroth knew you were sick the moment he awoke and found your forehead to be much, much hotter than he was used to. He pressed his palms against your head one more time, confirming his suspicions. You were sick, probably with a cold. The only question was, how did you fall ill? Had he not taken precautions to prevent this?

Then he remembered you telling him one day in the height of his overprotective delirium that not every issue can be prevented, you were all bound to have something happen someday, one way or another, the only thing you could do was ensure it wouldn't be serious. Today seemed to be that day, though thankfully, a cold is not serious.

Sephiroth carefully pried himself out of your grip, his body reluctant to leave your cage of warmth. He knew, however, that taking care of you was more important than his own needs right now, so he endured the chilly, fresh morning air, and made his way to the bathroom to hunt down medicine.

He found some, but discovered upon his return that in the brief time it took to locate this medicine, you'd woken up and were now coughing your head off in bed, wondering why you felt so hot and sticky, and why your nose was clogged up.

"Seph," You whined helplessly, as he entered your room. "I feel awful. I think I'm sick."

"I had that same notion," He responded, opening the bottle of medicine and measuring a dose. "I've taken the liberty of getting some medicine from the bathroom; it's not expired, don't worry."

"Ok," You sighed, sitting upright so you could drink the bitter liquid without spilling it everywhere.

"And some water," Sephiroth insisted, handing you a bottle of water he pulled out of literally nowhere.

"Thank you," You rasped, barely gulping down the water before a coughing and sneezing fit overtook you.

"You wait there," Sephiroth said, surveying your situation. "I will get you some tissues and other necessities.

Before you could reply, he had already left the room, off to find supplies for you. He returned a moment later, carrying a small garbage can, a roll of garbage bags, a package of cough drops, and more water. He laid all these items out on your nightstand, arranging them so they're easily accessed by groping, shaky hands like yours, and kissed you on the forehead before telling you to get some rest.

"Seph?" You began, "Don't go...stay..." To a normal person, this would mean potentially catching whatever you had, but since Sephiroth was not a normal person, he had nothing to fear. He was immune to most sicknesses, so naturally, he agreed.

"Very well then," He mumbled, without a hint of reluctance as he pulled back the covers and slid into bed with you. "Come here, let me hold you."

Sniffling because of your blocked nose, you scooted closer to him and rested your head on his firm chest, the elevation doing wonders to drain your stuffy nose. You were still really uncomfortable, what with your itchy and sore throat, annoying fever and those occasional chills, but lying in Sephiroth's arms made it all the more bearable.

"My poor baby," You caught him whisper, after watching you shake under another bout of cold shivers. "I wish you did not have to suffer this much."

"It's fine," You replied, coughing. "I've been sick before."

"Still, you do not deserve to go through this pain. It is wrong and unnecessary."

"I love you too."

Sephiroth responded to that with a little "humph", patting your head gently.

"Get some rest now, Y/N. You will need it if you wish to make a speedy recovery."

[almostwisegalaxy]

The glory

Ha Do Young x reader

Part 1

Year 2019

three years before the series

"Don't you want to get revenge too?"

Moon Dong Eun and I have known each other for eight years now. At that time, I had lied about my age to work in the factory and have a roof over my head. When she found out, she didn't try to tell the manager as I feared.

She looked at me with her usual look and said, "It's brave for someone your age to work in a factory, but this is not a game. Make yourself small and work hard to leave this place.

After that, I started to like her. She never approached me, but she would stand up for me when I got in trouble. And for the 14 year old I was admirable

Because of her reserved personality, I didn't want to stick to her and bother her. Instead, when I noticed that she was starving herself, I would steal some bread and canned salmon from the storeroom and leave it next to her whenever she was studying late. The day she left, she had left me a note that said < when you get out of here, come see me and I did. Today, we have grown so close that I call her big sister.

"While I was away, they set their sights on you. There are no causes without consequences y/n . I will make jeon jae joon pay for what he did to you but for that you must give me your help.

"Dong Eun you know that I don't want to see him or his gang again. I just want to be away from all this.

"Don't you want to avenge your son? How can you tell him to walk with his head high in the streets if his own mother is always walking with the fear of running into her criminals again? "

After hesitating at first, he replied, "What should I do?

"I will give you an identity thing and you have to seduce Park Yeon Jin's husband.

2022

Ha Do Young pov

I walk in the newly opened Go park. My first goal was to play with someone who would like to play with me, but given the early hour I quickly drop the idea. Instead I decide to take a walk and soon I'm rambling about my problems.

Lately I have more and more suspicions that ye-sol might not be my daughter but jeon jae joon's. No matter how many times I think about it, I can't bring myself to do it. I love this child too much to give her away.

So I continue in my devaluations without really taking notice of what is happening around me until I hit a person and felt an intense burning in my stomach.

"Excuse me. Being in a hurry I wasn't really looking where I was going and you were in my way. It's nothing your fault of course".

Look at the agitated young woman in front of me who was trying to make amends as best she could

"The tea must be burning you sorry. Wipe yourself with this" she said, handing me a pocket towel. I gladly took it.

"It's early and I've already ruined your blouse. I apologize for that.

"It's nothing.

"Please send the dry cleaning bill to this address. "

She handed me a card which I took before continuing

"Excuse me again but I have to go or I'll be late" she said bowing in politeness and left

Funny woman. I threw the card and went to change. Fortunately I have a change of clothes.

Y/n pov

Yeon jin what will you feel when you see the burn on your dear husband's belly. The same place where your and jae joon marked me with oil?

________________

It was my lunch break so I went out of the hospital in which I work at the general medicine station to have some tea and sushi and change the air. The tea here is much better than the one in the hospital.

I wonder what my son is doing at this hour. I would like to spend lunch with him but it is impossible. I take a sip of my drink when someone calls out to me

"I nodded too quickly to see who it was.

"I apologize for disturbing you during your meal.

Ah Ha Do Young. How surprising that my prey comes to me alone

"You are the man from Go Park, I recognize you. Sorry again about your shirt.

"About that you told me to send you the bill but I misplaced your card.

Aren't you rich enough to pay for the dry cleaning yourself?

"Oh, I see," I said as I slid a new business card towards him.

"When you didn't contact me I thought you had forgotten about me.

"Oh no. It's not every day that people with such an atypical appearance as you have in Samyong.

This comment I received a ton of times for good or bad. Being a black skinned woman with frizzy blond hair is not easy in Korea (of course you can change the appearance of y/n)

"Don't take it the wrong way of course".

When I didn't react he must have thought I was offended

"Not at all. Being Melanesian in Korea sometimes has these advantages I stand out easily in a crowd".

"But I guess you didn't take your time just to talk to me about money, did you?"

"You're right. I realized that I didn't know the name of the one who had me throw away a new shirt early in the morning.

I'm kidding of course."

"Yu In-soon" I said and held out my hand.

"Ha Do Young" and he'll hold my hand in return.

"My pose is ending soon. See you again Mr. Ha".

"Likewise Miss Yu"

Part2:

[djljpanda]

can you do a sick yn and wednesday takes car of her

As the seasons were changing from fall to winter your body did not react well. After going to the nurse you were under dorm arrest lucky for you, you have no dorm mate yet so you wouldn't be able to get anyone sick.

Wednesday had notice your absent fron school but when she would ask about you no one knew what had happen to you. After school she went to your dorm to see you wrapped in your blankets with your messy hair sticking out. "You idiot why weren't you at school today" "Well hello love", you said your voice a bit raspy as your throat hurt cause of you speaking. "What wrong with you" "I'm sick, that is why im not in school" "Why didn't you tell anyone" "Sorry I have been sleeping and I guess it just slipped my mind, Sorry".

Wednesday only to walk up to you as she took in more of your features. To many being sick was gross but to her seeing you like this was adorable, seeing your messy hair every where, some of your hair sticking to your forehead, eyes a bit red from the tears as your eyes were burning, along with them being droopy. She smiled as she petted your hair. She loved the way you looked and but also you were hurting so she wanted to be by your side. "Love I don't want you to gey sick to you" Mi amour I can't get sick so I am going to make sure you get better" "Thank you love, Im just gonna close my eyes for a bit". You said as you drift off to sleep and with that Wednesday went back to her dorm as she told Enid about your condition so she asked Wednesday to give you one of her plushy to hold.

You woke up to your girlfriend putting a couple of blankets down. As you looked around a bit you saw a colorful plushy which made you think about Enid and on your table you saw your favorite snacks amd drinks along with stuff to help you feel better. "L-love" "Sh Mi amour just relax im here I brought some stuff if thay will be alright" "B-but you get sick too" "I told you already I will be fine just lay back and let me take of you".

Wednesday put a cold rag on your forehead as she poured you a drink of water to take some pain killers. You thanked her as you took your pills. After you took your pills she made you eat something small.

For the whole week Wednesday stood by your side as a few of friends did stop by but Wednesday was there with you only leaving for classes and your medicines.

The weekend hit again as you jumped out pf bed feeling like a whole new you. When Wednesday woke up you gave her a big kiss on her lips as you thanked her over and over again.

Wednesday took your thank you's but she reply with say 'That is what a good girlfriend does'.

Wednesday will always be your personal nurse.

[leonsleftbicep]

II Heat Cycle - pt:2 kinda?

this has been marinating for a bit and I've been in a big writing mood recently. so, enjoy.

pt1: here

word count: 930

cw/tw: heat cycles, emetophobia, crying, the vessels aren't really human, polyvessels, they/them for III, it/its/they/them for Vessel, fluff? hurt/comfort? idk hes just in pain ig.

first bit is me trying to understand how im going to write about this

They all knew II hated his heat. To the point that when he first transformed into a Vessel, he cried all those first days. He didn't let anyone touch him but Vessel. he would cry and cry, not listening to any of them for help. just falling into the idea that he will just cry it away, till he passes out from exertion.

—

IV the day before immediately knew what was coming, and from the past years of being with all of them. He knew he needed to start making II's nest. IV made sure the fairy lights work, and planned on taking II out to get him his favorite foods. 

III made sure they had a wide array of pain meds and herbal remedies for some of the heat symptoms. hoping that this time IV or them will actually be able to help, but they knew it was a slim chance with how newly turned IV was.

II was in a pre-heat-haze. not knowing he had less than 24 hours till he would be in that excruciating pain and discomfort. He did his normal work around the house, with a slight shake here and there. went out to the shops with IV because he wanted to pick up some of II’s favorite foods and drinks. Which II didn’t even think as suspicious with the fact that he almost seems too laid back today.

III had dinner cooked, and welcomed II with a big hug when he and IV came home. Vessel met them all in the kitchen; they all didn’t like having a dining room and enjoyed standing and eating, more than sitting and getting fidgety.

Vessel volunteered itself to sleep in II’s bed while IV and III took to the main room.

—

It wasn't long after II and Vessel woke up when II started to whine and shiver. his tail curled around his thighs to keep them closed, as he cuddled up to Vessel. “hurts” II groans his skin damp already, his brows furrowed as he starts to weep.

Vessel instinctively texted III a simple text of “meds now” before they kissed II's forehead and held him. the strong pheromones making vessel purr absentmindedly. vessel pulled up II’s hair in a bun; knowing he most of the time had to vomit an hour or so after taking the herbs. II usually feels better after that.

III walked in quickly with a wooden shot glass of their usual herbal remedy, that III knew would have to be made again. a bit differently an hour or so after seeing II’s state after the first dose. III let out a huff as their tail flicked from the pheromones. III leaves the room after kissing II’s forehead and petting his hair. Which made II groan as more tears flowed down his cheeks.

—

after II drank the medicine he was sated for at least thirty minutes, before he scurried out of bed to the bathroom. Beginning to hurl up his dinner from last night. The studio was connected to the room II had to stay in, by a bathroom. which allowed IV hear the sound of II losing his dinner which made him worried.

he opened the door and was hit with a waft of pheromones, “II.. you smell, really good” he said incredibly surprised. II’s head was just in the toilet as he finally calmed down his stomach, “Ivy, I love you. but this isn’t the best time” II says as he sniffles a bit. 

Vessel walks in and sits next to II on the floor, Vessel rubs at II’s back to calm him a bit “IV, you need to stay in the other room, you don’t have a tolerance yet” Vessel huffs out as IV sits down in the doorway. 

“But I want to help. maybe being around him while he's like, This. Will help my tolerance.” IV states as he watches II wipe away tears and his mouth off with some tissue. Vessel and II sit and think for a moment, exchanging a long glance “it might work, that's kinda what we did with III” vessel says as he rubs II’s hips. II just wipes his tears again “i need IVy and III” II says in a pitiful manner. his strong stoic demeanor ripped away to expose a soft and sensitive interior of a man in pain. “love, i.. i don't know if we ca-“ Vessel was cut off " I can be good. I can support II and not get handsy. He Needs Me.” IV say’s defensively. Vessel shut his mouth and nodded. 

—

IV picks up II after he was finished in the bathroom. the three of them make their way to the main bedroom where III already sat in a hoodie and shorts. “oh?” III breathes as they sees all three of them. “Ivy made the decision that he needs to build up a tolerance, and II said he wants all of us” Vessel explains, it is also worried about all of this. IV sets II in bed where he immediately cuddles up to III like a needy cat. the pheromones were getting increasingly prominent, which was affecting IV but he was not going to show it. 

Once all cuddled up to them, II relaxes as Vessel lays on top of him and he has III and IV on either side of him. Both III and IV have their faces in II’s neck just so they can enjoy the lovely scent of his pheromones. they all start to purr as they start to fall asleep.

[crystalsnow95z]

Req: Yoongi adopts/gets a cat and Jimin is allergic to it?

I think there's a theory that Yoongi has a cat and I would love to see this written, because Jimin is actually allergic to cats lol

Sorry to all the requests I put on hold to do this one. I had an idea right away and keep using all my spare time on it before it's gone.

Sorry my mental health took a bit of a turn so it got a little dark. Tw: anxiety

Caretaker: Yoongi sickie(?): Jimin

Yoongi feels his phone vibrate on his desk, pulling him out of work mode. He checks who it is, answering immediately when he sees Jimin is on the other end.

"Jimin-ah I thought you were busy today." Yoongi greets him teasingly. Jimin had planned to stay in his studio all day until he could finish the song he started to work on.

"I am busy, but I need help. Hang on.. I'll show you." Jimin puts his phone on speaker, playing back the melody he was working on. Yoongi cringed when he heard the awkward mesh of the drums and the guitar that sounded like they were playing two different tempos.

"What the Hell was that?" Yoongi laughs.

"Hyung its not funny!" Jimin pouts, but he knew Yoongi was just being honest. "Could I come over to work on it with you?"

"Of course."

"Thanks, hyung. I love you."

"You're welcome, see you soon Jimin-ah."

"You aren't gonna say it back?"

"Ah Jimin not you too." Yoongi whines.

"Come on hyung. It's not that hard."

"I'll say it if you pick me up some coffee."

"I need to bribe you for love now? Are you serious?" Jimin tries to keep his voice steady, but ends up giggling anyway.

"Love you." Yoongi mumbles into the phone, hanging up.

Yoongi jumps when he hears the doorbell, saving what he was working on. Aiish,was he already in the neighborhood? I didn't expect him to get here That fast.

"Coming." Yoongi goes to the door to let Jimin in. "You did bring me coffee. I love you." The 'I love you' is quickly followed by the rapper taking a big drink of the iced coffee.

"You're cute Hyung." Jimin giggles, seeing Yoongi's eyes go wide whilst he drinks.

"Huh? Thanks.." Yoongi looks away from him, cheeks flushing pink."Let's try to salvage your train wreck."

"Don't call it that! It's not bad! I just overlapped the parts wrong, and I couldn't figure out how to fix it." Jimin sasses with a whiny tone.

Yoongi smiles at Jimin's sudden outburst, chuckling. "Sorry, sorry. Let's go fix your mistakes."

Jimin rolls his eyes but accepts this response, letting Yoongi lead him to the studio he made in his house. Yoongi adds a second computer chair to the desk. "Do you have the flash drive?"

Jimin goes to sit, but an itch in his nose makes him freeze in his tracks. "Hang on.. Heh'itch...heh..Hehitch..ahh.."he wipes his palm over his nose to try to clean up his face."I have it.."

"Here.." Yoongi hands him a tissue. "Wipe your nose."

"Thanks hyung." Jimin wipes his nose, then digs the flash drive out of his jeans pocket, plugging it into the tower. "What is this mess? There's so many..untitled 2 untitled 2.1 untitled 4.3 what do you mean 2.1.."He passes the keyboard to Jimin.

"I haven't came up for the names of the songs yet so they're just numbers.. I don't wanna hear it yours don't look any better!" Jimin huffs,sniffling loudly.

"I thought you got over that cold. Are you okay, Jiminie?" Yoongi asks, fretting over his little brother.

"I thought I did.. I was feeling fine earlier.. maybe I shouldn't have walked here. It was bit wi.." Jimin felt his eyes watering as the itch returns, covering his face. "Heh'hehixh!"

"I think i have some cold medicine. Let me go see. Stay here." Yoongi gets up, letting Jimin open the song he was working on.

I don't understand how I could get sick so fast..

Then Jimin's answer appeared in front of him. When Yoongi left the room, a black cat waltzed in right afterwards, jumping into his lap with a loud purr. "Ah..Seoltangie.. I thought you'd be at your grandparents house.. no, no don't do that. I didn't take any allergy pills.. please.."

Seoltangie rubs against Jimin's hand, demanding pets, headbutting his palm. Jimin tries gently nudging, but the furry friend refuses to budge, just sticking claws into Jimin's thigh to make it harder. "I'm sorry.." Jimin winces when he pulls on Seoltangie to try to get her off.

"Yoongi-yah!" Jimin calls desperately when he feels the sneezes come. "Heh'itchii...Hehtichi...! Hihtrchxxi!" He turns away from the cat, the sound of Jimin's sneezes scaring them away.

His throat felt tight, making his breath come out as short wheezy gasps. "I..I can't pet you..right now.."

"Sh*t..Sh*t I'm sorry Jimin. Come here Seoltangie." Yoongi rushes into the room, scooping up his feline, earning himself a scratch in protest. "I know you don't like being picked up but you can't be in here." Yoongi carries Seoltangie to another room in the house, closing the door behind him.

Jimin tries to get some of the cat hair that clung to his hands off, but another round of sneezes makes it impossible. "Heh'itchi..Ha..Hativkch! HETHIXH..." he rubs his hand across his dripping nose, instantly regretting it when it only makes matters worse. "Hehticu! Hegitidh..! He'iychiugh..." Jimin whines, unable to cover his face because of the black cat hair that was now sticking to his hands from the mucus that coated his hands.

Yoongi rushes back into the room, using a wet wash cloth to clean off his hands. "Take that shirt off, I'll lend you one of mine. I'm sorry, Jimin-ah. I completely forgot i took her home..."

"It's okay.." Jimin let's Yoongi pull off his shirt discarding it in the corner of the room while he makes sure he gets all the fur off his hands Jimin a bag. "Here..Valentino just sent me these so they shouldn't have any fur on them."

"Thanks h...heh'tichi..!" Jimin sniffles miserably. "Ugh.. my head hurts.."

"I'm sorry, Jiminie. I have cold medicine but no allergy pills. I'll have to go to the store.. will you be okay?" Yoongi helps Jimin get a new shirt on.

"Yeah, I'll be fine..I should really carry some with me.." Jimin grabs another tissue, trying to dry his eyes. "I'm not deathly..ah..ahiych!"

"I'll be back as soon as I can then. Make yourself at home." Yoongi leaves his sneezy dongsaeng to go to the kitchen, bringing him a cold compress from the freezer. "Here.. this should help with the swelling in the meantime." He gently places it over Jimin's eyes.

"Thanks Hyungie..." Jimin sniffles, leaning back in the chair.

"Don't fall." Yoongi spins him slowly making the back of the chair lean against the desk. "Just in case. You have problems with chairs."

"I'm not gonna fall." Jimin giggles, Yoongi getting the reaction he wanted.

If he can laugh, then he should be okay for a bit..

"Mao! Mao..!"

Jimin could hear Seoltangie from the other room. "I'm sorry baby, once I take some medicine, I'll pet you.." jimin felt guilty for not giving her attention and for scaring her, but his allergies got worse, making him go from being able to handle holding cats for a bit with just a runny nose and watery eyes to becoming a sneezy mess with a swollen face and red eyes that itched and watered no matter what he did to them.

Jimin shivered, removing the compress. As soon as he sat up the sneezes returned. "Hehith! Heyghi...Heh..ha..Hehtichxxi!"

I need to lay down.. my head is killing me..

Jimin goes into the living room, finding a lint roller on the table to defur the couch. "Heh..tishf..!" Jimin sniffles, removing enough fur to comfortably lay down without making his allergies worse.

I made it to the store. Do you want anything while I'm here?

Yoongi texts Jimin, still feeling guilty for forgetting such an important detail about his dongsaeng. If he remembered he could've secured his furry companion and warned Jimin to bring allergy pills.

Yoongi keeps his arms pulled close to his chest while he navigates the convenience store, trying to move as quickly as possible. He already felt himself being watched, a phone pointed in his direction. He opted to pretend he didn't notice them, knowing if he spoke to them it'll only draw more attention to himself.

Yoongi didn't get an answer from Jimin, so he just picked up some honey butter chips and some ramen.

"Suga oppa could I please have a photo with you?" A woman bows to him. Yoongi recognized her as the one who's been following him around the store.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry.." Yoongi turns her down politely.

"You can't spare a few seconds? I'm a really big fan of yours. I've been following you for almost three years now." She picks up her head, trying to use her pouty lips and long fake lashes to get her way.

"I need to get home to my brother. He isn't feeling well.. I'm really sorry.." Yoongi bows to her, going to the counter.

"What? Who's not feeling well? What's wrong? Do you need any help? I'm in school to be a nurse." She follows him to the counter, continuing to talk to him while the cashier rings him up.

"Hello, how are you, S- sir?" The cashier doesn't look at him when she speaks, her voice shaking with either nerves or excitement. She clearly knew who he was, trying to ignore the fact and be professional.

"I'm doing well, thank you. How are you?" Yoongi speaks to the cashier with a smile, ignoring the woman's questions.

He jumps when he sees her arm moving in his peripheral vision, moving her arm to hold her phone above his head to snap a photo leaning on his shoulder, wrapping her arm around his waist, hitting the button.

Yoongi shakily removes her arm from his waist, taking a few steps away from her. His heart accelerated, his anxiety spiking from her blatant disregard for his personal space. "D..Don't.." He pushes his voice out, but he hardly heard it himself.

"Miss you can't take photos without someone's permission. I'll have to ask you to leave." The cashier informs her coming to Yoongi's rescue.

"No, I got his permission. He said he just didn't have time, so I took it without having to waste any. Oppa, it came out a little blurry. Could we please take another?" She goes for his arm, but he quickly steps back, folding his arms over his chest.

Yoongi shakes his head, no words coming out this time. He couldn't remember the last time he felt his throat tighten, anxiety freezing his vocal cords. She goes to step forward, but the cashier intervenes.

"I said you have to go. Now. Do I need to get a manager?" The cashier puts herself in between Yoongi and the woman. "Get out." She keeps her tone firm, eyes sharp and cold.

"Fine. Suga isn't even that big of a deal. He's not even attractive like Jin oppa or Jimin-sii and you aren't even a good dancer! You're also fat!"She storms out of the store.

Yoongi feels the tension ease from his shoulders when he hears the bell from the door. He takes a few breaths before finding his voice again, pushing the anxiety down.. "Th-thank you. I'm sorry.." Yoongi bows despite his legs shaking.

"You don't need to thank me. I only did my job. Do you need a minute to calm down? I'm so sorry you had to put up with that.."

Yoongi leans against the counter, taking deep breaths to try to calm himself, closing his eyes.

"Do you want to sit down?" The cashier asks voice thick with concern.

"No..no I'm okay.. I really do have to get home.. I'm sorry.. what was the total...?" Yoongi pulls himself together. He hated making others worry about him. She finishes his purchase quickly, handing him his receipt.

Yoongi digs into his pocket, pulling out a guitar pick. "Here. A small thank you.."

Yoongi returns home, finding Jimin mostly asleep on the couch, arm draped across his face.

"Jiminie I'm back.." Yoongi gently runs his palm against Jimin's chest, the vocalist stretching out with a yawn that breaks into a cough.

Jimin slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes."Welcome home Yoo..Heh'tichi..!" He quickly covers his fac before the next one comes. "Hehticu..!"

"I got you some medicine and a decongestant spray. It should help with the sneezing." Yoongi digs in the plastic bag, pulling the contents out and setting them on the table.

"Hyung your hands are shaking.." Jimin reaches for Yoongi's hand, eyes widening when he sees Yoongi flinch away from his touch. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just got a little spooked at the store, that's all. I'll be okay now that I'm home. Don't worry. Let's get you taken care of so we can work on that song." Yoongi opens the box, popping one of the pills out of the blister pack. He wanted to get his mind off of that woman, her words weighing heavy in his chest.

She only said those things because she was angry..

Yoongi repeats in his mind for the fifth time since he left the store.

Jimin didn't push him to talk about it, accepting the pill, downing it with some water. He knew better than to push him to talk, he'd tell him when he was ready. "Thanks for going to the store hyung.." He gives him a warm smile, wiping his nose with the side of his hand.

Jimin picks up the nasal spray, wanting to ease his swollen sinuses as soon as possible. As soon as the nozzle touches his nostril it triggers a flurry of sneezes. "hetichi! Hehitusu! Hiheiychi!. Hah...He..hetich!" He drops the spray to cover his nose, the snot coating his hands. "Ugh..that hurt..."

"You okay Jimin?"

"Yeah..my head just hurts so much.. I gotta go wash my hands though.." Jimin goes to stand, but a wave of dizziness engulfs him, tunneling his vision.

Yoongi grabs his arm to steady him. "Woah, I got you.." he pulls Jimin back to the couch. "Wait until the medicine kicks in, I'll wash you up."

He goes to the room where he left the wash cloth, retrieving it to wash Jimin up going to the bathroom to rewet it. Yoongi looks at his reflection, quickly looking away when he thinks he sees fat in his cheeks.

I did put on that much weight?

Yoongi shakes his head, pushing the thoughts away. "No, two pounds isn't much weight..it's fine. It's fine.." he quickly returns to Jimin, wiping the cloth across Jimin's face. "There, that's better, now give me your hands."

Jimin presents his hands to Yoongi, allowing the rapper to clean him up. "Sorry Hyungie, I'm gross.."

"It's fine. It's my fault for not warning you about my cat being here."

Yoongi holds his hand up, checking to see if he is still shaking. If he wasn't watching closely, the small tremors at his fingertips wouldn't be noticeable. "Let hyung help." He takes it from Jimin, putting one hand on the back of Jimin's head, the other he uses to gently push the nozzle into Jimin's nose, quickly spraying.

Jimin's nose twitches when Yoongi removed it, quickly covering his face. "Heiycu..! He..hehitch! Heh..heh...augh..." The last sneeze builds up, but never actually comes. He rubs underneath his nose. "That hurt.."

"You okay, Jiminie?" Yoongi rubs the nape of Jimin's neck. "Do you want to try the other nostril?"

"In a minute..i..I think I gotta sneeze again.." Jimin says in a nasally whine, feeling the itch returning. He continued to try to coax the sneeze out, eyes watering from the pressure. "Ha..Heh..itchii!"

Yoongi waits to see if any more were going to follow, trying to soothe Jimin with a gentle words, continuing to massage his neck. "It'll pass when the medicine kicks in."

Jimin nods, another round of sneezes building. "Heh'itchiiu...Heh'tefh! Ha..Haiugh!" He sniffles, licking his lips as his nose drips down his face.

Yoongi gets him a tissue. "You okay?"

"Yeah..sorry.. i don't feel like I have to sneeze anymore.." Jimin turns his head to try to clear his nose. "Okay..I'm ready."

Yoongi picks up the spray again, sticking it into Jimin's other nostril. This time, when he sprays, it doesn't trigger any more sneezes. "There. All done."

"Thanks Hyung.. I'm starting to feel better now.. the pressure is easing up.. can we sit out here for a bit before we work? My head still hurts.." Jimin asks, leaning against Yoongi's shoulder. The older was acting like he was fine, but he still didn't know what happened at the store.

"Of course." Yoongi leans his head on Jimin's, putting his hand close to Jimins, twitching his fingers twitching, brushing against the youngers knuckles.

"You want to hold hands, Yoongi-yah?" Jimin smiles, wrapping his hand around Yoongi's. "You're cute. You don't have to be shy." He squeezes his hand.

"This girl grabbed me while I was at the store..it freaked me out.." Yoongi says softly. "I thought I was okay with touches now, but I guess I was wrong. She wanted to take a picture but I told her no, but she took it anyway, leaning really close to me.. It was hard to breathe.."

"It's completely normal to get scared when a stranger grabs onto you. I do when I feel strangers grabbing at me at the airport.. I'm sorry you had to go through that for me.." Jimin runs his thumb across Yoongi's knuckles, nuzzling into his neck. "Thank you for taking care of me."

[lover-girl-estxx]

Sick Days

Nick Diaz x reader (18)

Fluff

| Nicks POV |

I woke up to the loudest I've heard since RJ was a baby, 1:26am I jumped up running into his room. Y/n was already in there trying to get our two year old to calm down "it's okay. relax" running her hand on his back "what's wrong with him?" I said my eyes adjusting to the light, putting my hand on her back "I think he's sick, he sweat through his shirt he's burning up" she said looking up at me with worried eyes "want me to get him a cold bath?" She nodded "shh" she rocked back and fourth.

| Y/n's POV |

He would not stop crying, looking up at me with his big chocolate brown eyes filled with tears.

(baby Nick is so cute🥰)

I ran my hand down his back "it's okay" I kissed his head. Nick took him from me and took him in the bathroom. As soon as his little body hit the water he relaxed. "I can take care of him, I know you have to train early" I said looking down at him as he sat next to the bathtub, he dipped his hand in water then ran it over RJs head "I'm okay honey, are you okay?" I nodded "you go rest I'll be there in a minute" I smiled "k" I kissed his head then RJs.

Nick came in with a pull up in hand and RJ wrapped in a towel arm around his dad's neck. They got in bed, RJ in the middle of us "you feel better my love?" I asked him playing with his hair "yeah" he nodded and yawned.

"I'll be quick today" Nick whispered and kissed my head "okay baby" not opening my eyes I cupped his face and pecked his lips.

| Nick's POV |

I called my mom on the way to the gym "hey mom" "hey Nick what's up?". "I'm going to the gym right now.. I was wondering if you could do me a favor?". "Yeah?" "Could you make some of that soup you made us as kids?". "Yeah you sick?" "RJ is but I have the car so Y/n can't get stuff for him...I can pick it up after I work out" "okay I'll get him some stuff" "thank you! Love you" "Love you"

I hung up pulling into the gym. "I can't stay for long today RJ's really sick" I told Richard which he nodded too.

I picked up the soup my mom made along with medicine and a few other things. It was about 10am when I walked in the door, Jay came around the corner holding his blanket "hi daddy.." he came and put his arms up to me, I set my gym bag down and picked him up "hi bubba" I kissed his head. "Hey honey" Y/n smiled "hi," I smiled and kissed her lips "is he doing better today?" She shook her head "he's hot cold, snoddy and has a cough. He has 101 fever" "should he go to the doctors?!" I asked "I called and they said he should be fine as long as he's 102 and under...but I do need to get him some stuff from the store" I held up the bag "I had my mom make soup, she got him medicine" "oh my gosh shes the best" she took the bag.

| Y/ns POV |

We ate now we were in the living room watching TV, RJ was laying on Nicks chest. Nick had his arm around me, his other hand playing with J's hair.

[writerfae]

Curative Cuddles

a sick fic I wrote a while ago while sick and in need of cuddles. Now I’m feeling sick again (damn headache) and I thought I’d post this because I can’t be productive today like I planned to

“Ugh, I hate my life.”

Talon buried his face deeper in his pillow. Or rather, Aiden’s pillow. Unfortunately, that only lead to another coughing fit, so he sat up.

After what felt like an eternity of coughing into the crook of his elbow, he calmed down.

His face however, Talon kept hiding in his arm. He groaned in frustration.

Someone nudged something cold against his arm and he looked up, met with the sight of his boyfriend sitting at the edge of their (usually) shared bed, holding out a water bottle to him. Talon took it.

“Thanks,” he mumbled and took a few big sips.

“Told you you need to stay hydrated or else your coughing will get worse,” Aiden scolded, but he looked pleased, now that Talon drank something. 

He touched his boyfriend’s forehead gently, brushing away blonde locks.

“At least the fever is gone now. Did you remember taking your meds?”

Talon rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, mom. I did.”

He buried his face in Aiden’s shoulder. His boyfriend chuckled.

“You behave like a toddler when you’re sick. So you have to deal with me acting like your mom. Don’t get snot on my hoodie.”

Talon snorted, still not moving from his current position. “You mean my hoodie.”

“Okay, okay. Our hoodie. Still. Don’t get snot on it.”

Talon didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned even more into his boyfriend, relishing in his warmth.

The past few days, when he still had a fever, it was impossible for him to be close to Aiden, because he was always so warm and Talon was already burning hot from his fever.

Also, how Aiden had said “I don’t want your germs anywhere near me, I have an important exam this week.” 

So Aiden didn’t come close to Talon for the past whole week. He even refused to sleep in the same bed as him.

In other words, it was hell.

Of course, wonderful boyfriend that he was, he had still nursed him, had given him his medicine and provided him with soup, water, tissues and all sort of comfort food. 

Just that he did it from afar.

That meant no comfort cuddles for Talon. Even though in the past these had proven to be vital for his recovery.

Aiden had laughed when he told him that much. “Don’t worry, once my exam is done and your fever gone, you can have all the cuddles,” he had promised.

And now that time had finally come. He would never admit it, be he had been looking forward to this moment for the whole week.

Maybe Aiden was right when he said Talon was clingy when he’s sick. But truly, could you blame him? 

After all, he had suffered not only from a cold but also from a severe lack of boyfriend snuggles.

Talon put his arms around Aiden and tried to pull him into bed, but he failed miserably, still too weak from lying in bed all day. He coughed again. That damn cold.

He could feel more than hear Aiden’s chuckling. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, amused.

Talon huffed. “Come here already,” he mumbled into his boyfriend’s collarbone. “You promised cuddles.”

Aiden laughed. “So clingy,” he mumbled fondly and shoved him gently to the side to make room for himself on their shared bed. 

Talon was all too glad to move over for his boyfriend.

As soon as Aiden was comfortably settled, Talon made his home in his boyfriend’s arms. He rested his head on Aiden’s chest, holding him close. 

It felt so nice to finally touch him again.

With one of Aiden’s hands brushing through his hair and his comforting presence so close to him, Talon could feel himself relax.

Aiden had always been able to calm him like that. There was a reason he always slept better with his boyfriend near. 

Aiden’s heartbeat was steady near his ear, ever an effective lullaby.

He was just about to drift off to sleep, when suddenly he sneezed loudly, startling both of them.

“What the hell?” Aiden looked bewildered. He, too, must’ve started to fall asleep.

“Sorry,” Talon mumbled. Then he looked up to Aiden and giggled. “I’m afraid there now is snot on our hoodie.”

His boyfriend made a face. “Gross.”

Talon only laughed more. “That was a joke, you know?”

Aiden hummed. 

“It better be, or I’ll shove you off right now to get changed and don't come back all day,” he threatened, but the way his arms tightened around Talon gave away that he didn’t mean it.

“You wouldn’t,” Talon said, resting his head against Aiden’s chest again. “You love me too much.”

Now it was Aiden who laughed. It was warm and gentle, just like his embrace.

“I do,” he said softly, kissing the crown of Talon’s hair. His hand found his way back into soft blonde curls.

With a smile, Talon finally fell asleep and when he woke up the next morning, he felt as well rested as ever.

Maybe cuddles really were the best medicine.

*

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[victoriafanni]

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so strange that just a few days ago we met, we talked, we laughed, you told me one or three of your old stories while suddenly reminding yourself to give me something from the old days. you gave me those old spoons and forks and knives for our small apartment. you wished me a happy birthday in the tiny kitchen and gave me a small envelope with the letter F written on it - you said, it’s better if i buy my own presents, this way i won’t get anything i didn’t like. i agreed with you. i hugged you and you shaked hands with R. i noiced how your hair has grown as you took off your hat and you said ‘well, i hoped you would cut if but you come so rarely’. and i reply, ‘i always ask if you want me to cut it. want me to cut it now?’ and you said: ‘no, not now.’ big fluffy white hair. and a beard you grew this year because you didn’t want to bother anymore. you almost looked like santa or the old you. and you gave us a button on a thread to show our future children the sound it made and you gave R the airhorn you made of medicine tubes. you gave us some of the dried fruits you made and wanted to give the walnuts, too, but i said we still had some at home and we did. so i didn’t take any. when we arrived, you were down in that hole, putting wood in the fire. you had a hard time climbing out but you never accepted help, no. what else can i recall of that day, three days ago? you were feeling really sick but almost no one took you seriously. what a shame. my brother didn’t have a chance to say goodbye before he went home. and he never will. it must be a terrible feeling. when they took you to the hospital on monday, i was already sick, too, but only with a cold or something. i wanted to call you on tuesday. i couldn’t visit, only one person was allowed in the room between 4-5 for 10 minutes and i didn’t even know where you were, only that it’s close to margaret bridge. i wonder, where are you know? dad told me to call you around 11. but i forget. i can’t explain it. did my brother call you? i bet he didn’t, i don’t know. i wish he did. i don’t think so though. and now, today, 30.11., it’s the end. the end of you and the end of the month. the end of fall. after all you did go. you said you would so many times i began to not believe you. what a fool i was. you didn’t manage to step into winter, did you? this is ground control to major tom, i thought. i still think about that song. so sad. and i am sad enough anyway. are you with her now? i wish there was some kind of evidence for that. but as i imagine it, you’re with your parents, too. you’re young and they love you. not like in real life. where you are now, they greet you with smniles, you sit at the dinner table together and your heart is filled with love and joy. just like it should be. yes

[fatedwithmbc]

Embarrassments from this Weekend:

1. After trying every form of protein possibly on the market, I discovered it can make you very gassy. Not a problem if you’re not being social. Very BIG problem when you have an overnight at your romantic interests’ house. Thanks, Cancer, you slut.

2. I made a cake for my brother’s belated birthday dinner. The very first thing I stated was, “it’s flat”. The very first thing my brother said was, “it’s missing some height”.

3. Emotional posts on my social media accounts were abundant this weekend. Today marks 2 years since my Dad’s passing. I’m in full “grief” mode. It also makes me think about my own passing. I just keep thinking, I’m also Stage IV, I can’t have much time left… who knows.

4. Admitting to myself how much I missed, and actually crave physical touch from someone who cares about me. I mean hugs, spooning, holding hands; you know, PG-13, innocent PDA. It’s made me realize, you need to hug whoever you love. You need physical touch to feel loved; whether it’s a hug platonically, or a family member, or even romantically.

5. Confessing to “E” that he couldn’t buy a new Michigan hat because I already had — for him. Which in turn left me feeling as if I have put the cart before the horse. Is it too soon for gifts? I mean, his birthday is in 2 weeks and I am fully prepared, despite our lack of “status”. I care for him and this is how I’d behave for anyone I care for - and cutting the shit: I’m excited about where “we” could be headed.

Amazing Things from this Weekend:

1. Time with “E”. Seeing him in person definitely solidified things for me. We’re oddly comfortable around each other. We can be quiet without it being awkward. There’s banter. Which I love the most. His demeanor is serious, yet caring - hard and soft; a complete paradox that I somehow understand. We cuddled watching Unsolved Mysteries with “R” taking up the middle between us. We went to bed— and had deeply open conversations, like kids at a sleepover refusing to go to bed. Sleep finally came, and I could have stayed in the most intentional yet gentle embrace in his arms forever. I slept well, and without the aid of medicines for the first time in ages. He let me sleep later as he took care of “R”. I made his bed and readied to leave- but not before discussing plans to see each other soon. True gentleman that he is, he walked me out to my car, gave me the best hug in the world and said “Text me when you’re home”. That important line that means someone cares for you. I hope this continues to trend positively. We’ve not stopped talking since I left.

2. Celebrating my Brother; his happiness is my happiness. Knowing he loved his gifts, enjoyed the cake I made for him and is opening up with me again is more than I could ever ask for. I’ve missed him. We won’t ever be the same, but we’re healing and adapting. We’re making our family important.

3. Seeing my Nephew — including the best greeting: his smiling face and excited voice beaming “Asheley!” Our silly games, our hugs and our good-byes. All of it, with him, is special and precious to me.

4. Learning the Buttercream Frosting recipe from Mom-Mom

5. Selecting the flowers for Dad’s bouquet, ensuring the depth and meaning I am always looking for was accomplished. Red Roses - Love; White Roses - Loyalty; Amaranth - Admiration & Friendship.

6. A Georgia mug was added to my “You Are Here” collection from Starbucks; courtesy of my SIL and Brother.

7. Pep-talks from my amazing Bestie (also identifiable as “E”) really helped calm my nerves on Friday. And she is feeling better after having COVID. She’s in the top 3 of my biggest supporters/carers. I’m so glad I have a solid friendship to rely on and that makes me feel entirely supported.

8. I won $59 on random lottery winnings which coincided with Dad’s birth year on the day of his death date. It was a weird universe, coincidence thing. And I love those types of “signs”.

Random Ramblings:

MBC has totally stolen my appetite and desire for food. I’m dying from these daily protein in-take targets. “E” cares about my protein in-take. He asks about my goal and progress each day. Plant protein is very “dry”. “Whey” protein tastes awful. I have one item I bought that I have left to try. The bottom line is that I don’t know how I can force myself to eat. It’s so damn hard. Especially because once you haven’t eaten for awhile, not eating food seems natural.

I started feeling neuropathy, (thanks again, Cancer), for the first time since taking the Kisqali. It’s in my hand. Totally can’t feel the objects in my hand when I hold them (only periodically). It feels like pins and needles or like it’s “sleeping”.

I discovered a storefront that does Tarot Readings in a town nearby. I’m going this week since I’m on a forced LOA. Forced LOA definitely frees up ones’ calendar. I am super interested in how the reading will progress and what it will ultimately reveal. I also reached out to some relatives about a possible trip to NY state during my LOA.

I’m exhausted, but still not sleeping without the aid of pills.

I have a few appointments this week. Nothing major. No shots, no labs, no surgery.

I’m successfully avoiding the bathroom scale. But admittedly, I’ll weigh myself tomorrow.

The End.

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[urimaginespimp]

Dare Coupons and Wrong Ideas

2nd and last part of A Naked Nurse and Wrong Ideas (Read this first to know what’s going on)

Bucky x Reader + Avengers still thinking you slept together

A/N: I didn’t expect a lot of you would enjoy the first part so as requested, here’s a follow up!

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When you woke up, you were alone in your room, and it was already the next day. You only have small recollections of Bucky constantly checking your temperature, feeding you soup, and making you take medicine.

Your cheeks flushed at the memory that he had to only be in his boxer briefs because your AC had to be off or else you would’ve frozen to death.

Plugging your phone as the battery was about to drain, you saw that it had numerous messages from the team – some were saying congratulations to you and Bucky, Wanda was asking you for details, Sam was thanking you for making him 50 bucks richer, and Tony was saying you owe him money.

You didn’t think finally getting along with Bucky was that big of a deal for everyone. Chuckling, you decided to hop in the shower before getting some breakfast.

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“I told you, nothing happened.” Bucky was scowling at Sam who was ignoring him for the nth time that morning.

“I remember you also insisting you didn’t like Star Wars, then I caught you ordering Baby Yoda merchandise on Amazon. So, forgive me if I’d rather hear about what we saw yesterday from your new girlfriend.” Sam smirked, not looking up from his phone.

The rest of the team in the kitchen snickered. They were not giving him the chance to explain himself since he got there. Steve has warned them that he’s prone to lie and get defensive when he’s embarrassed.

Huffing in annoyance like a child, he sunk in his seat thinking of ways he could convince them that he was telling the truth, when you finally appeared.

“Good morning.” You mumbled a small greeting and made your way to the cupboards to get some cereal. He noted that you look a lot better than yesterday, and that you just showered.

Heading to the table, bowl in your hands, Nat gestured for you to sit between her and Wanda, and across from Steve, Clint, and Tony. Taking your seat, you scanned who else was on the long dining table, and your eyes landed on Bucky who was five seats away from Steve, and next to him was Sam, and Peter.

You gave Bucky a small smile as a thank you, mentally noting that you had to thank him personally in private later. But unbeknownst to you, the rest of the team took this as a “moment” and were exchanging meaningful looks, except for Tony.

Bucky returned the smile, grateful that you were finally here to clear things up for everyone and prove that he was telling the truth. But then Sam just had to be a villain.

“Hey tinman. I still have 3 dare coupons from you last Christmas. Now I dare you to keep your mouth shut for the rest of the morning.” He said in a low voice, raising his brows when Bucky was about to protest.

“Fine.” he huffed.

“All’s clear!” Sam said loudly, making you jump a little from your seat. What was that about?

“So... Y/N.” Steve started speaking, making you look up to him. “Bucky, huh? Who knew?”

“I know, right?” you smiled at him. So, you and Bucky finally getting along was that big of a deal for them. Maybe it was for team morale.

Nat cleared her throat before turning to you with a grin. “Sam, Steve, and I went to your room yesterday to check on you after FRIDAY said you haven’t been out of your room all morning. And uh, well a partially dressed Bucky greeted us.”

Looking across you again, Steve, Clint and Tony were also looking at you expectantly. You get how it must’ve been confusing why he had to take care of you in only his boxer briefs.

“Oh, I was actually the one who told him to just take it off. It was just getting too hot for him.” You shrugged and missed how Peter spat milk from his seat, and Sam telling him to keep it together.

“So how was he?” Wanda couldn’t keep herself from sounding too eager to know. You raised a brow in confusion at her but answered.

“Honestly, I didn’t know he could be that gentle.” You thought back to how Bucky was gentle and patient in taking care of you.

“Oh wow.” Wanda responded; eyes wide.  Steve was turning red and was now avoiding making eye contact.

Bucky was smirking from his seat. At first, he thought it was going to be more embarrassing for him, but now he was actually enjoying how the team was torn between wanting to know more, and trying to spare themselves the visuals of their friends going at it.

“How would you uh... rate him.” Wanda asked again, making Vision nudge her for the question.

“Well, it did seem like he knew what he was doing. I’d say he has a lot of experience. I'd give it a ten.” You nodded at her, smiling at the thought of how the brooding guy could’ve once been the main caretaker for his sick siblings.

Bucky coughed to mask him laughter, making Sam glare at him.

“How are you now? Is the soreness gone?” It almost pained Clint to even ask that, but he knew everybody else was dying to ask.

“I’m still a bit sore, and my throat does hurt a little still, but nothing some more rest would get rid of.” you shrugged.

Tony turned his attention to Bucky, glaring. “Might have to ask him for tips then.” Clint replied, clearing his throat.

“There’s a kid here, you guys. Keep it down.” Steve warned all of you, referring to how Peter was also in the room, listening to the entire conversation.

“What, I think Pete here could also get some tips.” You replied. Why wouldn’t Steve want Peter to know how to take care of sick people? It’s not like it’s entirely different from how they do it today.

Sam choked on his toast, and it was now Peter's turn to mockingly tell him to keep it together.

“Let me just ask this. Is this a one-time thing?” It was now Tony’s time to ask. He’s always treated you like a daughter, so he wasn’t a big fan of you and Bucky getting together.

You didn’t think Tony was gonna be mad at you for getting sick. This hurt you a little, but you understand that it was your own stupidity that got you sick in the first place. It would’ve been bad if you had to miss a mission.

“I hope so? I really don’t want to miss any missions because I can barely move any muscles. I’m sorry, Tony.” You gave him a guilty look. “But it’s nice to know I could count on Bucky whenever I need any help.” You continued.

The rest of the team, shifted in their seats from cringing at what you just said.

Sam turned to a smirking Bucky. “You’re disgusting.” he said to him.

You finally turned your attention to Bucky. “Anyway, I never got to thank you this morning because when I woke up you were gone.” you smiled at him.

“WHAT?” Nat spoke loudly from beside you.

“You left before she woke up?!” Tony exclaimed. Steve glared at his friend, disappointed that he’d do such thing. The rest of the team were also scowling at him.

“It’s no big deal you guys, he had to stay up all night.” you defended Bucky, making him shake in his seat from now full-on laughing.

“You think this is funny, Barnes?!” Tony got up from his seat to stalk towards him. You got up as well to diffuse the situation.

“Woah, woah, woah. Why are you guys so mad at him?” you asked, standing beside Bucky who was still losing his shit on his seat.

“We know he’s been crushing on you, but he can’t just sleep with you and leave you like that!” Tony was all red from anger.

You paused from where you were standing to take in what he meant. And when it finally sank in why they were all acting so strange, you joined Bucky in laughter.

You rested your hand on Bucky’s shoulder for support, tears brimming your eyes from laughing too hard.

The team was now looking at you both in confusion.

“You thought we slept together?” You asked in between laughter.

“Well, what the hell could all of this have meant?!” Clint asked from his seat.

“I was sick and Bucky was nursing me.” you explained, composing yourself.

“Why was he in his underwear then? Because I do not need to know that you guys were role playing.” Sam interjected, a sour look on his face.

“My AC was off because I was too cold. I got sick because I raced you under a thunderstorm the night before, remember?” you said looking at Sam.

Collective Ohs were heard in the room.

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That afternoon, you were peacefully reading a book on your bed when you heard small knocks on your door.

“Come in.” you said out loud.

The door opened softly and Bucky came in with a smile on his face. “Hey, doll. How are you feeling?”

“I’m actually doing a lot better, Buck. Why, are you planning to strip off to your undies if I were sick again?” you joked, patting on a space infront of you on the bed.

“If you wanted me to so badly, all you have to do is ask, Y/N.” He chuckled and sat in front of you.

“Our friends are ridiculous.” You laughed, thinking back to what happened this morning.

“I know.” He nodded. “They got one thing right though.” he smiled at you again.

“And that is...?”

“I have been crushing on you.” He admitted, his cheeks turning a tinge of pink.

“So, I was right to tease you before.” you smiled smugly.

“Shut up.” he looked down, feeling your sheets in between his fingers.

“If it makes you feel any better, I am attracted to you too.” you admitted, and a boyish smile stretched on his lips.

“Was you being sick all a ploy to get me in my underwear?” he teased, and you smacked him playfully with a pillow near you. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

A comfortable silence passed, both of you just grinning, avoiding eye contact.

“You know, I never got to properly thank you for taking care of me.” You broke the silence.

“How could you ever repay me?” he asked in an exaggerated tone.

“Would a kiss from your crush, suffice?” you teased again, wiggling your brows playfully.

“Hey, you just said you like me too!” He defended himself. “But, yes.” he smiled sheepishly.

“Fine.” you playfully rolled your eyes before leaning in.

His lips were softer than you expected, and you could tell that he was smiling. Pulling you closer to him, both of you were getting carried away from what was supposed to be a quick peck, and missed to hear the creak from your door opening.

“I knew it!” A booming voice cut you both off. Head snapping to the doorway, Sam was standing there with a smug look on his face before leaving and letting the entire compound know that you were both lying that morning.

“Who’s gonna believe us now?” you let out a soft chuckle.

“I guess I have to ask you out on a date now, huh.” Bucky was grinning at you, playfulness lacing his tone.

“Oh, how inconvenient for you.” you gave his lips a quick before finally moving away, giggling.

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HAVE A GREAT DAY!

[chokemeanakin]

Sick naps

Anakin Skywalker x Reader whump + fluff

I would like to formally apologize for being a whump whore, it’s all I’m in the mood for lately idk. someone needs to give me the flu so I can stop hyperfixating on it like fckn weirdo. anyway. enjoy.

(oh ya this lil fic was heavily inspired by this photo, I just wanna ram my face into this man’s tiddys so hard. I bet they’re so warm. Sheesh.)

Wc: 1.2k

MASTERLIST

You were sitting next to Anakin as he went over battle plans in a temple room; he was sitting with one ankle crossed over his knee, arms folded over his chest, robe drifting off his shoulders like a prince’s cape. His mouth was set in a little focused pout and his eyebrows were all drawn as he took in the swirling blue projections.

You thought you would just sit next to him for a while and keep him company, but he was taking longer than you expected and you were growing very tired.

He noticed you were slumping onto his shoulder a while ago, blinking slow with exhaustion. You had mentioned before that you were tired, and he liked the soft pressure of your head on his shoulder, so he let you rest there. Before long, the warmth of his shoulder pressing into your cheek and the steady rise and fall of his breathing rocked you fast asleep. He glanced over and saw your eyes closed, mouth slightly parted, and hands limp in your lap.

His face softened. It couldn’t be comfortable how you’re sleeping and he didn’t want your neck to hurt when you woke up. So he carefully maneuvered you onto his lap, hushing your small grumbles as you woke up little bit, realizing what he was doing.

His chest was a whole lot warmer than his shoulder though, and you melted into his body, protected from the chill of the room by his big arms.

He brought the edges of his robe up around you, cocooning you against his chest with your legs straddling his hips. Your hands wound themselves around his waist, hugging him close as you drifted back off to sleep.

Anakin knew it was past the usual time you went to sleep, but he still had some more work to do before he could take you back to your room. So he gently rested his chin on your shoulder and continued going over battle strategies, sacrificing one arm to type in some tweaks to the new starfighter blueprints.

It was nice like this, cuddled up in his arms, his body heat staving off the occasional chills that racked your body. His metal arm absentmindedly smoothed up and down the expanse of your back, softened by his leather glove. The security of his arms around you, his scent, and the gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath your cheek had put you in a coma-like slumber.

But soon the cold spread, grew deeper, and it was as if your bones themselves were frozen. Not even the desert boy’s body heat could thaw you out. He noticed your trembling right away, and how you brought your hands up under your chin to conserve heat. They grasped at the material covering his chest, as if urging him even closer.

Against your wishes, he pulled back a few inches to glance at your face. It was no longer peaceful— instead there was a crease between your brows and your mouth was set in a firm pout. Quick, shuttering breaths left your parted lips, and your cheeks were flushed pink.

He brought the hand up that he was using to type, brushing the back of it against your forehead. Warm. His fingers trailed down the side of your face with the softness of a feather, using the pad of his thumb to brush your hair off your cheek and feel the heat of your blush underneath.

Definitely a fever.

How had he not noticed? You were unusually sluggish today, but wrote it off due to the rainy weather. Still, you had barely touched your dinner and complained of being cold long before the sun had set. Now, he felt awful for letting you stay up with him so late when you clearly weren’t feeling well.

Sighing inwardly, Anakin closed and locked the holo-projector. With the low hum of the machinery gone, he could clearly hear the little whimpers leaving your lips every so often. His heart ached at the sound, face morphing into one of concern and deep resentment for his neglectfulness.

Carefully, without waking you this time, he slid one arm under your thighs so that he could lift you up, keeping you secure to his chest with his other arm around your back. Instinctually, your arms wound themselves around his neck. He stood, hand rubbing soothing circles into the space between your shoulder blades as your shivers grew violent with the loss of his robe around you.

“Shhh, it’s alright,” he hushed. “You’ll be in bed soon sweetheart, just hold on.”

With a flick of his wrist, the lights in the room powered off and he strode through the sliding doors, not bothering to check if anyone was roaming the halls this late at night. The walk to his room was brisk, the breeze of him walking sliding past your back, but he got there quick and set you down in a nest of blankets and pillows right away.

You sighed in content and rolled over to bury yourself deeper into his sheets, but he stopped you with a hand to the shoulder.

“Not yet baby, I need to take your temperature.”

He was gone for a moment and back in the next, urging your mouth open with a thumb on your lip, and subsequently your eyes too. You blinked at his adorable frown through bleary vision, holding the metal stick under your tongue before he took it out. His frown deepened at the number.

“Right, well it looks like you won’t be leaving this bed anytime soon.”

You groaned, throwing your head into the nearest pillow.

“S’not that bad,” your muffled voice argued, though your aching body said otherwise. Mostly you just didn’t want him to worry.

He chose to ignore you, instead putting the thermometer away and returning again with some medicine and a glass of water. He helped you sit up and take it, holding your back with his gloved hand and tipping the rim of the cup between your lips with his other. The seriousness on his face as he watched you swallow the pills had you thinking this was life or death, rather than a simple little cold.

“Sleep now,” he urged, tone softened as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “You’ll feel better in the morning.”

“Copy that, General,” you replied sluggishly, already lowering yourself back into the pillows. As an afterthought, you smooshed yourself right up against the leg that was resting on the bed, snaking your arms around his waist in hopes that he would take the hint.

He hesitated for a moment, knowing it would be better to let you rest up on your own while he got his affairs in order for tomorrow. But seeing your sweetly flushed face, hands reaching out for him, fingers grasping the material of his tabards— he couldn’t resist you.

Carefully, he kicked off his boots and swung his other leg over the side of the bed, fitting an arm around your shoulders and moving you onto his chest. With the drugs in your system making you sleepy and Anakin’s protective arms around you, it wasn’t long before you were limp and dreaming.

[sunarinluvr]

|| haikyuu boys finding you asleep on the couch after an argument ||

includes: kuroo tetsurou, miya osamu, & oikawa tooru

a/n- hello! sorry for posting so late, but this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and i was actually in the mood to finish it so i hope yall enjoy! oh and im not really sure about how i feel about it,,, might take it down later we shall see.

warnings: none ( lmk if there’s anything! )

KUROO -

last night you saw a post kuroo’s “work wife” had made on instagram with her kissing him on the cheek, and it didn’t make you feel the best, so you decided to bring it up to him the next morning. and you did, just as he was getting ready for work you talked to him about it.

you were standing in front of him filled with anger arguing about how it made you uncomfortable, “can you please listen?! i dont feel comfortable with your “work wife” kissing you?” you yelled. “Y/N it was on the cheek its not a big deal!” and to be honest you just wanted to cry. 

finally, he walked past you and opened the door. “i don’t have time for this y/n, stop being so insecure! at least she wouldn’t argue over something so small!” and with that, he slammed the door and you stood there stunned. kuroo knew that he shouldn’t have said that, instant regret and guilt filled his gut.

 but he already said it, he can’t do anything about it now. with a frustrated sigh, he went to work. hoping to fix everything when he gets home. you stood there speechless, as you realized you still had work so slowly you made your way to the bathroom. 

after getting ready and grabbing a quick snack you were out the door with a heavy chest. once you get home, tired and feeling worse than before. you trudged to the couch and plopped down letting out a shaky sigh remembering the argument and the words he said repeating in your head. 

you broke down crying, and before you knew it, the exhaustion from today took over and you were sound asleep on the couch. kuroo got home an hour later, he felt guilty and was already practicing how he’d apologize to you as he walked in.“y/n? kitten?” no answer. 

he called out again, and was met with silence, he made his way over to the living room where he found you sleeping on the couch. gently walking towards you he knelt down, and saw your tear-stained face which made his heart sink. “i fucked up” he said to himself.

giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead he softly apologized and carried you to the bedroom. you ended up waking up when you felt his body weight dent the bed. “tetsu?” you said softly squinting at him. relief rushes through his body at the sound of his nickname. looking at you with guilt in his eyes

“im so sorry kitten, i shouldn’t have said that. i didn’t mean to hurt you” he said gently. at that tears started flowing again and he was quick to hug you and wipe your tears with his other hand. “it’s ok, i shouldn’t have been so insecure anyways” 

he shook his head with a frown “no it’s not your fault ok? i didn’t mean anything i said. i love you so so much and i’m so lucky that you’re mine” you look up at him and gave him a small smile “okay” before cuddling closer to him. giving you a soft kiss on the lips he hugged you tighter as you both fell asleep.

OSAMU -

osamu was just having a horrible day, his head was pounding and the customers he had to deal with today were just plain rude. then he had to do most of the work since one of his employees called in sick, and for some reason, everything just annoyed him.

you on the other hand did not know about his day at all and thought it would be nice of you to make a surprise visit. walking in with a huge smile on your face stopping midway when you realize he wasn’t at the counter. “where’s samu?” you asked sweetly to the employee

“he’s in the back, i think he has a headache,” she says giving you a small smile. you can tell something was off by the way she spoke but decided to just brush it off and make your way to the back. “hi samu! surprise!” you exclaimed cheerfully as you make your way towards him

he just kind of looks at you, which you thought was weird, but you decided to hug him anyways. when he doesn’t hug you back and groan, you pull away and look at him “baby i heard you had a headache. i didn’t bring any medicine, but we could eat first and i-” 

you couldn’t even finish your sentence since osamu just stood up. he was infuriated and had no clue why, usually loved listening to you but today he was just annoyed. “look y/n a don’t mean ta be rude, but a don't have the energy for this right now. please just go home.” he said coldly staring right at you.

“excuse me? i came here to surprise you and this is what i get??” you said in shock, voice a little louder this time. rolling his eyes “Oh wow am so surprised! now will ya please go home? a don’t wanna argue right now!” he yelled. with tears forming in your eyes you quickly wiped them and left. osamu knew he shouldn’t have said all that, but he was too mad to run after you in front of all the customers. 

you rushed home and sluggishly made your way to your room to change into something comfier, making your way to the couch, curling up into a ball allowing your tears to fall, and somehow falling asleep, after getting tired of crying. he gets home a few hours later, guilt building up in his stomach as he mentally slaps himself for the things he said. 

walking into the living room he opened the lights and you were the first thing he noticed. seeing you curled up into a ball on the couch made his heart drop to his stomach. you on the other hand woke up because of the sudden change of lighting. 

gradually adjusting your sight you see him and switch your gaze onto the floor when you saw him look at you too. seeing your puffy eyes he walks towards you slowly and sits beside you giving you enough space. “am sorry, a shouldn’t have taken my frustration out on ya.”

you look at him with watery eyes and his heart sinks “yea i was just trying to be nice, sorry i didn’t warn you before coming” he opened his arms and you instinctively scooted closer to him, he sighs “no a love it when you surprise me a was jus having a bad day a love ya so much ok?” finally hugging him “okay i love you too” giving you a quick kiss he offered to make you food and of course you said yes.

OIKAWA -

you love oikawa, and you’re very supportive and understanding especially when it comes to his career. but he has an awful habit of overworking himself and as much as you love him you can't bear the fact that you couldn’t even see him anymore.

he goes home late at night -as in you’re already sound asleep late- and when you do stay up to see him, he’s too tired to even keep a conversation. then the next morning he’s gone before you could even wake up. you’ve spoken to him about this many times, but alas nothing changed.

you woke up to an empty bed as usual, but today was different though, you’ve planned a dinner for about 2 weeks now. you were very excited because it’s been so long since you both spent some quality time together and he promised to come home early. 

getting up you send him a little text reminding him of your dinner tonight, with a smile you head on over to the bathroom to get ready for work. once work was over you made a quick visit to the grocery store to buy the ingredients you’ll need to make tonight’s dinner. 

quietly humming to yourself while going through each aisle, and double-checking your list to make sure you’re not missing anything while checking your phone here and there. oikawa still hasn’t replied “he must be busy,” you say to yourself as you send him another text about the dinner just in case. after about 30 minutes you get home rushing since it was already late, and immediately getting started on dinner. 

once you're done you sat down and waited, and waited, and waited. it's been 4 hours. dinners cold and still no sign of your boyfriend. you decided to call him pissed off that he couldn’t even show up to one dinner, “hello? y/n i can't talk right now i still need to practice” 

he said as soon as he picked up. “tooru? did you get my texts? what about dinner, we’ve made plans for this 2 weeks prior! i even-” you were cut off “look just eat without me ok? we can eat again somet-” now it was your turn to cut him off. 

“oikawa tooru, you leave the house while i’m asleep and come back when i'm asleep. i just wanted to spend time with you..whatever good luck at practice,” you replied as you hang up. his heart sank when he heard the crack in your voice rushing to his car on his way home to you because he knows he fucked up. 

buying your favorite flowers for you on the way home cursing himself and the world for making it traffic at that exact moment. when he got home the first thing he saw was the food and you fast asleep on the couch. he felt a pang of guilt about being late. 

“y/n chan?” he said while gently waking you up. you stare at him with red puffy eyes and he hugged you giving you the flowers “im sorry baby, i should’ve prioritized you and our dinner. i promise ill do better” you saw how genuine he was being so you accepted the flowers and hugged him tighter as he offered to reheat the food you made.

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[reidgraygubler]

Spoonful of Sugar (spencer reid/reader)

Title: spoonful of sugar

Request: yes! (a super fluffy spence x reader one shot in which she's sick with the flu, a high fever or something similiar, so he has to take care of her. Usually i'm not that super whiny and wouldn't request things like that buuut i'm in a desperate need for spence to take care of me while i'm ill and home alone.)

Couple: Spencer Reid/gen-neutral!reader

Category: fluff

Content Warning: spencer’s pov, anxiety about an ill partner, none that I can think of. If something does need to be tagged, please message me

Word Count: 1,638

Summary: Spencer stays home from work to take care of his partner, who’s sick with the flu

A/N: sorry this took so long to get posted. i forgot I had it written and it was just sitting in my drafts. it is a little on the shorter side... thank you all so much for the support! i really do appreciate it. check out my masterlist!

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The person who usually slept beside me did not sleep last night. I only know that because whenever they tossed and turned, it’d wake me up. But also, they kept stealing all the blankets from me. Whenever I tried to take them back, they’d wake up and steal them again. Or they’d be suddenly up in a coughing fit. And then, they finally fell asleep around the time I had to get out of bed for work. Leaving me with another restless night of sleep. I was used to it at this point, but not because of them.

When I left the bedroom, I made sure to be as quiet as possible. I didn’t want to be the reason why they woke up for the day. Clearly something was on their mind and keeping them up. I also made sure they had all of the blankets on their body. While I did that, I sneakily rested my hand on their forehead, and the back of their neck, just to check their temperature.

They were on fire. I’d never felt someone as hot as that in a very long time. It would explain why they got no sleep and kept waking up, and stealing the blankets. They’d need to get medicine and fluids in them, and quickly. But I’ll do that when I’m finished getting ready. They just fell asleep and I’d rather them sleep off their fever.

So that’s what I did. I quickly got ready for work, doing all the necessary things I had to do. I wanted to make sure my person had everything they needed before I left for work.

Which meant a quick stop at the market down the street. The market had their favorite soup, juice, and snacks. If I was going to go into work today, I needed to make sure they had everything they needed before I left for the day. And if they wanted me to stay, I’d do that for them.

“Hey Emily, I’m going to be late to the office today,” I said into my phone as I grabbed a basket. The store had several people, just enough for me to be cautious of where I was going. And it pressured me to be even quicker inside.

“Oh! Of course! Is everything okay?” Emily asked, the concern in her tone sounding genuine. I sighed before nodding.

“Yeah, just... Just need to take care of someone who’s sick,” I explained as I grabbed a bottle of orange juice.

“Take all the time you need! We got everything covered here.”

“Thank you so much.”

“Of course, call me if you need anything!” She proclaimed before bidding farewell. I sighed deeply before pocketing my phone and headed towards the deli to get some soup. They always gave me chicken noodle, with the good thick egg noodles. Since they also enjoyed White Chicken Chill, I got that for them, too. Anything to make them feel better sooner.

Once I got both soups, enough juice for a small household, and plenty of healthy snacks, I made the trek back home. Whether they enjoyed the things I got them or not, I knew they’d enjoy the thought. Because that’s all that matters, right? The thought?

When I got home, I prepared the chicken noodle in a bowl, and grabbed a bottle of juice with electrolytes, and brought it to the bedroom. They were still asleep, however slightly stirring. Instead of just leaving right away, I waited a moment for them to wake up.

“My head is pounding,” they groaned as they brought a hand to rest on their forehead. “Like I drank a fifth of whiskey,” they added. I held back my chuckle and sat on the edge of the bed.

“You’re hot.”

“Thanks so are you,” they blew me a kiss. I rolled my eyes before shaking my head.

“You have a fever, Dear,” I corrected as I handed them the bottle of juice. “I got you soup, juice, and healthy snacks.”

“You’re too kind, Spencer,” they hummed as they struggled to open the bottle. I watched as they sighed and handed the bottle over to me. I smiled as I cracked the bottle open.

“I have to go in, but if you want me to stay I can.” I handed the bottle back to them. They smiled brightly before taking a big sip of the juice.

“No, no, you’re the breadmaker here. You’d be no use to me here.”

“I can help you,” I breathed out a laugh. They lazily smiled before shrugging. “I’m gonna get you medicine.”

“If you don’t come back with Day and Nyquil, don’t come back at all,” they teased. I laughed as I looked back at them.

“Eat your soup, I’m getting you medicine,” I repeated as I pointed at the bowl of chicken noodle on the nightstand. They glared at me before picking up the bowl. I was quick, grabbing the medicine they asked for and a bottle of Aleve.

“Do you need anything else?” I looked down at them as I placed the bottles on the nightstand. They shook their head as they looked back at me, watching as I sat back down beside them.

“I’m all good here.”

“I can stay if you need me to,” I whispered as I looked over at them. They looked away from the bowl of soup with wide eyes. “Surely Emily won’t care. Family first.”

“As much as I’d love for you to stay, Spence, they need you just as badly there,” my person slurred their words. I could only imagine just how congested their sinuses and how blocked their nasal passages were. Which would only cause a migraine. “Besides, I don’t want to get you sick. You’re a baby when you’re sick.” They smirked at me.

“Am not!” I exclaimed as I looked at them. They shrugged before rubbing the underside of their nose. Should have grabbed them tissues while I was at the store. “Seriously, I’ll stay.”

“Seriously, go to work.”

“If I didn’t know any better it sounds to me like you’re trying to get rid of me.”

“I am,” they mumbled as they blew softly onto their spoonful of soup. I rolled my eyes before standing up off the bed.

“Okay, okay, I’ll go.” I lifted my hands as a sign of surrender. They looked up at me with a soft smile. “Good to know you can get rid of me so easily.”

“I’ll call you if I need anything.” They placed the soup back on the nightstand before shifting down the bed.

“And I’ll let Emily know I’ll be on desk duty.”

“Spencer,” they warned.

“I’m going! I’m going! Gone! See! Gone!”

“Love you!”

“Love you, too!”

I should have stayed home.

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Okay, maybe Spencer should have stayed home because… I really miss him. I thought I’d be fine if he went in, and I’d get by… But I really want him. God I’m never whiny and asking for things, and the only thing I want… I sent it away.

I could call him… He’d drop everything and come right over. But… He should work. There is a reason why I sent him to work. That was where he was most needed. What if I was wrong though? What if he was most needed here, with me? No, no he’s the brain of the BAU.

But it’d be really nice if he stayed home with me.

Yeah, I made a mistake sending him to work. I’ve never felt so clingy in my entire life. Damn my stupid clinginess.

Did he know I was thinking about him? I must’ve, because he was calling me. Probably just checking in on me. I could ask him to come home. Unless he’s in the middle of helping a case and can’t come home.

“How are you feeling?” Yep, just calling to see how I was doing. It was probably a good thing that he was calling me. He probably just knew I wasn’t feeling any better.

“Could be better,” I paused as I looked over at his side of the bed. It was made but a little tousled around because of my sleeping. “Kinda wish you stayed here,” I whispered, mostly to myself.

“Already on the way home,” he stated like it was no big deal.

“Really?” I asked, feeling a little bit of excitement in my tone. Surely it just sounded like I was stuffy to Spencer. He laughed.

“Finished early. And… Emily noticed I was too distracted thinking about you. I’m about halfway there, do you need anything?”

“You… To get here quickly and give me all the cuddles in the world,” I dramatically sighed as I curled in on my side. “But… Safely!” I quickly added.

“I will be there soon, Dear,” Spencer mused before chuckling lightly. “Do you need anything?”

“No, I should be okay.”

“I’ll be home soon."

“Okay, bye,” I whispered before hanging up. I tossed my phone into the empty space beside me before curling back onto my side. Now that I knew Spencer would be home any minute, maybe I could sleep. Or maybe I should stay awake and wait for him.

Whatever, it didn’t matter. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Spencer was crawling into bed beside me and I was slowly waking up.

“Shh, go back to sleep,” he whispered as he pulled the blanket back over me. Although it felt like I was on fire, the blanket felt safe over me. Or maybe that was Spencer’s arms wrapped around me that made me feel safe.

“No, no,” I mumbled as I moved as close as possible to him. Spencer laughed lightly before pressing his lips to my forehead. “Don’t leave me again,” I whispered into his chest.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

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