sick

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you wake up feeling feverish. you have a sore throat and a migraine. all of the sudden you get the urge to throw up. you get out of the covers and bolt to the bathroom. you violently start throwing up.

eventually, you feel hands rubbing on your back. "it's okay, let it out" you hear colby say behind you. when you're done you fall back into colby's arms. "you okay y/n?" colby asks. you cough then colby moves some hair out of you face to feel your forehead. "you're burning up. let's get you cleaned up then we can go back to bed okay" "okay" you say quietly.

he gets up from the bathroom floor then helps you up. he turns on the bath water and helps you take off your clothes. he lifts you up bridal style and carefully places you down in the tub. the second you get set in the water, you already feel a little better. it feels good on your achy muscles and the steam from the water clears up your nose a bit.

"do you need anything?" colby asked "can you get in with me?" you say "sure! anything for you" he replies. he takes off his boxers bc that was the only thing he was wearing, you scoot up a bit and he gets in the tub behind you. you lay back onto colby and he wraps his arms around you and you relax even more into him.

after awhile, you sit up and he grabs some shampoo and massages you head. he scoops some water with a cup, covers your forehead and rinses all the suds out. when the water is cold he helps you out of the tub and wraps you in a warm towel and carries you back to the bedroom.

he helps you into one of his sweatshirts and a pair of sweatpants and he tucks you back into bed. "i'll be right back okay" he says as he exits the room.

he comes back with some cold medicine, ginger ale and your fav snacks. he cuddles in bed next to you and turns on a movie. you take the medicine and eat some snacks.

you end up falling asleep during the movie in colby's arms. you wake up an hour later. because your damp hair is making you cold. you look around and colby isn't in the room anymore.

but out of no where colby walks through the door with a hair brush in  his hand. "good morning sleepyhead" he says with a smile on his face. "what are you doing with that" you reply. "your hair is still soaked and you were shivering so i thought maybe we should brush it out?" "okay, can you do it for me?" you ask him shyly. "yup that was my plan."

you sit criss cross applsaouce on the bed and colby kneels behind you. he starts brushing your hair super carefully . "are you feeling any better tho" he asks "yeah a little bit. i wanna move to the couch tho" you look up at him and he looks down at you.  "we can do that" he replied. he finishes combing out your hair and without even asking you, he starts to braid it.

"do you have a ponytail hair tie thing?" he asks. you giggle and give him the one you keep on your wrist. "thanks" he secures the braid and taps your shoulders "all done" "thanks babe" "you are welcome" you turn around to face him. he cups your cheeks and kisses your forehead.

"you're still pretty warm babe i think it's time for some more medicine" he lifts you up and carries you bridal style downstairs to the couch. he puts a big fuzzy blanket over you and hands you your phone. "i'll go make some soup and get some medicine okay"

you play on your phone for a couple minutes and colby comes back with soup, juice and your medicine. he sets the tray on your lap and sits beside you. you're shivering as you pick up the bowl of soup. "let me feed you babe. you're gonna spil" colby says "but-" he cuts you off and takes the bowl out of your hands. he sets the tray on the coffee table and he wraps you in the blanket tight. so tight that you couldn't get out of it even if you wanted to.

he feeds you the soup spoonful at a time till it's all gone. he pokes open the juice box and points it to your face. you drink some of it and fall back into the couch. "tired?" he asks "mhm" you groan. "wanna talk and cuddle till you fall asleep?" "YEAH" you try to sit up but can't because you're stuck in the blanket burrito. colby laughs at you "here let me help you" he sits you up and unwraps you from the blanket. he lays down on the couch and taps his chest, signaling you to get over there. you lay down next to him and bury your head into his neck. he then pulls the big blanket over you two.

"thank you" you mumble into his neck. "for what?" he replies "everything. thank you for taking care of me today" "no problem babe. your ass better not get me sick tho." you giggle "im just kidding. i hope you feel better tomorrow." he says as he rubs your back. "me too" eventually you fall asleep on his chest to the sound of his heartbeat

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