A New Type Of Magic (Wizardbrave)

~Sick day~

A oneshot recommended by CherieTheCherub 

Oh no Wizard gets sick and now GingerBrave is worried as heck about his bff (totally not bf). And wants to make him feel better, but Wizard doesn't want him to also get sick!

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Wizard's POV

Today sucks, I woke up and I felt like garbage. I've just been feeling bleh most of the morning. I was laying there trying to sleep again or just relax. But it was really difficult because I kept getting chills and coughing. Suddenly GingerBrave came into my room,

"Hey Wizard! Are you okay?" He clearly was concerned and of course if on cue I was shaking again. My head hurt and I didn't appreciate him being so loud. He quickly rushed over to beside my bed,

"Wiz? Hey you're okay, what happened?" He asked his voice heavy with confusion and worry,

"I-Im just sick it's alright. Also could you be a little more..quiet?" I stuttered starting to cough again. Worry glazed his eyes before he hugged me. For a second I just leaned into his hug, but I don't want to get him sick! I realized and pulled away. He looked at me confused,

"No..you'll get sick." I explained weakly pushing him away,

"Wizard I don't care about getting sick." He said sternly but in a joking sort of tone,

"Well I care about you getting sick, and you're not getting sick." I stubbornly replied holding onto the covers hoping to stop my shaking. I was still sitting up, he thought for a moment,

"I would argue with you more but you should really rest. You're burning up!" He exclaimed sounding alarmed when he placed a hand on my forehead. No wonder I'm freezing.. I realized wrapping the blanket closer to my body,

"Okay.." I murmured nuzzling into the blanket as he took his warm hand away,

"I can get you something to drink if you'd like." He offered,

"That would be nice." I accepted happy to have him doing something so he can feel like he is helping and won't
non-stop worry about me. He always worries about me so much! I wish didn't get sick now it's going to be 10x worse. I thought slightly annoyed, But I have to admit, sometimes I do like the extra attention from him.. I embarrassedly thought.

I laid back down feeling miserable and just closing my eyes. After a small nap I woke up again, I looked at the clock, it was around 10 am. I hugged into my pillow feeling a little delirious. Probably because of the fever. I thought looking over at a glass left on my table with water in it. I realized it was Brave who left it for me, as there was a little note in his small handwriting. I reached my hand out and grabbed the note noticing that there was a pill there

I saw that you were sleeping and didn't want to wake you up. So I just left your water here, also I brought you something for your headache.
Hope you get better soon <3

I smiled at the little heart that he had drawn in the corner. I held the note close to my chest for a minute not exactly sure what I was doing. I stopped and put down the note right next to me. I slowly sat up trying to adjust myself to not laying down. I felt a bit dizzy but drank some of the water to soothe my aching throat. I also took what he gave me, hoping that it would help soon since my head was pounding. I drank the rest of the water feeling relatively thirsty. I put the now empty glass down on the table and stretched my arms out.

I wanted to do nothing but lay there in my cozy bed. My mind swarmed with thoughts and screamed out to do something. I just wanted to sleep for once but I didn't like not doing anything. I started going into a coughing fit again. This all felt like miserable chaos and I was not liking it in the least. I propped up some pillows to act like a chair. Then slowly snuck out of my bed and looked at books on my bookshelf feeling weak. I shivered feeling cold hmm maybe I should read these? I wondered picking out some books that I could read for today. I carried them to my bed, why am I so fatigued? Maybe it's cause I'm sick. Do I have the flu? I wondered shakily holding the books and starting to take them to my bed. GingerBrave peaked out from my door and looked confused at my bed and then saw me in the middle of my room, still holding my books, and still shaking,