Questions And Answers...

The Bachelor

S9 E1.  Rattle Second City.
Covid has changed a lot of ways of working, and Boden applauded Stella's persistence in persuading head office to let her run her GOF classes again..
Stella responded by telling him her persistence also resulted in Severide watching The Bachelor with her.
So, how did that come about?

For Zoe..❤️

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Covid. Both Kelly and Stella had contracted it, with Stella testing positive first, followed by Kelly a week later, and although Stella had barely suffered any symptoms, Kelly was worse off with a throat sore and a fever that seemed to come and go over a few days.

Her boyfriend was grouchy. Pouring boiling water into the cup of honey and lemon, Stella carried it over to the couch where the miserable patient was lying under a blanket.
In the background, the t.v was on, with another football game, the latest in successive reruns of sport Kelly had been playing for the three days he had been lying suffering on the couch. And as they were having to isolate and were confined to the apartment, as much as Stella liked watching sport, this was driving her insane.

"Here, drink this. Honey, and lemon. It'll soothe your throat."

"I hate honey.. you know that..." He grumbled, staring at her outstretched hand petulantly, not making a move to take it from her and pulling the blanket closer under his chin, making a point of shivering.

Stella debated how much pity he deserved even if she did love the bones off the man in question, biting back a smirk. He really was feeling sorry for himself!

"It's medicinal, babe. You're not supposed to like it. It has anti-inflammatory and antioxidant effects." Stella had adopted her best bedside manner, putting her hand on his forehead.

"You're still a bit hot. Maybe some advil? And the honey will be good for your sore throat." She coaxed, leaning over him, pretending to fix his blanket.

Kelly regarded the cup suspiciously but reluctantly took it, earning him an encouraging smile from his girlfriend. His eyes were heavy lidded and tired, his cheeks a little flushed from a fever, and his lips looked dry and chapped.

"I've made you some chicken soup for lunch..." She kissed his forehead. "......And maybe we could watch something other than sport?"

He held the cup to his mouth and took a sip, pulling a face as the liquid. "I like watching sport." His voice was croaky and defensive.

"Yeah, but we're watching reruns of reruns. Its kinda repetitive." Stella perched herself on the side of the couch next to him and ran a hand over his chin. He had several days of stubble growth, adding a ruggedness to his features, which she adored, and she asked herself if you were supposed to want to jump your boyfriend's bones when he was ill? Silently, she shrugged to herself. Either she was oversexed or he was more than averagely fuckable...even on a bad day.

"What are you smiling at?" Kelly was watching her suspiciously.

"Nothing..... You need some balm. Your lips are dry. " Stella ran a finger tip over his mouth but he stopped her, holding onto her hand.

"No thanks..I'm ill not soft!"

"Don't go all alpha male on me, Kelly Severide...I won't want you to kiss me anymore if you chafe my sensitive skin....." She threatened, but at the same time running her free hand through his hair affectionately.

"We'll see about that.." He grumbled, keeping her hand in his. He was tired and listless from lack of sleep, lacking energy. "Anyway, you don't normally complain."
He had  been feeling rough for a few days even before he had tested positive for the Covid virus, and was irritable with the longevity of being cooped up, and she had been more than patient with him so deserved a little less of his petulance.