#i think i’m getting sick cus my throat is bothering me and a headache comes and goes 🥲

[kaidabakugou]

bakugou would know when you’re getting sick before you even get the chance to tell him

he’d arrive home and find you cuddled up under some warm blankets while watching some rom-com, something that is not foreign for him to find you doing when he gets home late after a long day

but as soon as he leans down to give you a kiss he immediately stops in his tracks, vermilion eyes taking in every detail of your features that he’s memorized like the back of his hand. your lips already curling into a smile, mesmerized at how nothing gets past him when it comes to you

“you’re getting si-”, he starts to speak but before he can finish you’re interrupting him before he goes in full caretaker mode

“i already took some tea, and a spoonful of honey to calm my throat…” you say but all you get is a grunt in return beckoning you to continue, not completely satisfied with your answer

“… aaand i made a ginger and carrot elixir that is already cooling in the fridge to take later, plus i’m going to shower soon before it starts getting more chilly”

“hmm”, is all he answers before a cough erupts from your throat interrupting him again

“yeah… you’re sick”, he confirms as he brings his palm to press against your forehead and neck to check for a fever

“i got it under control, no need to worry”, you argue while leaning into his touch, the warmth from his palm making you feel at ease now that he’s home

“yeah right”, he chuckles while leaning down to give you the kiss he was originally going to

“wait!… you could get sick too”, you argue

“huhhh?!, you’re my wife…”, he says while still leaning in, cradling your face in his hands whilst rubbing his thumbs across your temples

“… in sickness and in health, remember?”, he whispers against your lips before pulling you into a fervent kiss, long and full of emotion making you smile against each other before pulling away as he softly drags his thumb against your bottom lip, watching as you gently kiss his digit before leaning more into his touch

“come ‘er”, he beckons while rounding the couch, lifting you up as you wrap your legs around his waist while burying your head in the crook of his neck as he makes his way towards the bathroom to prepare a warm bath for the both of you

fully giving into him, knowing that it is futile to fight him when he’s determined to get you back to full health and will most likely be attached to your side for the next couple of days until he knows your back to your usual self