[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

A Sick Day

the reader uses they/them pronouns

You didn't get sick often and your girlfriend knew that. She'd never seen you sick before — no one in the castle had. So, when you suddenly stopped eating as much, they all grew worried. At first you brushed it off, saying that you simply weren't hungry — they let it slide since there had been days where you just genuinely weren't hungry and would snack throughout the day so they weren't overbearing.

This time was different — it lasted longer. And when you woke up early one morning, rushing to the bathroom and accidentally waking Bela, you knew you couldn't hide it anymore. You were sick, and now your girlfriend knew. After you were finished in the bathroom, a cold hand was pressed against your forehead while the other held you in place. A soft whine left you as she pulled you back to bed with a frown.

"I fucking knew something was wrong." She muttered, making you lay down.

"Babe—."

"No, you stay here. I'm going to tell mother so she can tell me how to take care of you." Bela sighed, placing a kiss on your forehead. "I'll be right back."

You quietly sat up, letting out a yawn. The moment you were about to get out of bed, Cassandra and Daniela appeared the room, crossing their arms over their chests. Lazily, your gaze traveled up to lock onto their faces, a quiet sigh passing your lips.

"I just want to take a shower," You whined, trying to stand up only to have them gently push you back down on the bed. "Cass! Dani!"

"Not until Bela comes back." They replied in unison, earning a frustrated groan from you.

You flopped onto the bed, glaring up at the ceiling and muttering stupid overbearing vampires. The girls giggled before sitting next to you, Cassandra placing her hand on your burning forehead. Immediately, you moved closer towards her, craving the coldness of her touch to bring your fever down.

Bela returned shortly after, her sisters leaving to go help their mother order the maids around. Your [E/C] eyes landed on her gold ones and you immediately lifted your arms, making grabby hands at her. She helped you to your feet and held you close, glancing at the bathroom.