Imagine #8: Sick Roommate
Your eyes fluttered open as you heard the sound of coughing coming from your roommate's room. You never went into your roommate's room without him asking you to because you did that one time and had multiple objects thrown at you, specifically your head. You decided that there was no other way to find out what was going on so you slowly cracked the bedroom door and peaked your head inside.
You saw multiple articles of clothing scattered all over the floor and you almost didn't notice your roommate under the balled up sheets and blankets on his bed.
"Hey Bren are you okay in here?" You asked and then the mound of sheets and blankets moved.
"{Y/N}! No get out, I don't have pants on!" Your roommate Brendon said from under his mound of protection. You slowly backed out of the bedroom when you heard Brendon again.
"NO wait, I'm just really sick. Gimme a sec, I at least need some pants on before you come in here, could you please give me some toast and water?" Brendon said, then erupted into another coughing fit.
"Of course Bren." You said then walked out of the room and started heading towards the kitchen. You hurried around the kitchen while preparing Brendon his little breakfast. You honestly had never seen Brendon this sick and you were getting more and more concerned each time he had a coughing fit.
"Hey Bren, can I come in?" You asked as you tapped gently on the door. You heard some coughing and then you heard Brendon.
"Yeah, as long as you have toast and water." Even when he was sick he was still making jokes, one of your favorite parts about Brendon. You giggled a bit then push the door all the way open to find Brendon lying on top of his bed in just gym shorts and all the balled sheets and blankets were laying on the floor still in a crumpled up ball. You walked across the room to Brendon's bed and handed him the plate of toast and set the water on his nightstand.
"Thanks so much {Y/N}, what would I do without you?" Brendon said playfully. You blushed and then started to clean up Brendon's room for him. "Wait, you don't need to do that, I'll do it." Brendon said as he tried to get up out of bed.
"No, no. You need to rest and I'll make sure that everything gets clean and your clothes and sheets will be washed." You assured Brendon and he lied back down on his bed and rested his eyes. You figured he wanted to sleep so you moved as quietly as you could around his room and picked up the dirty clothes. After you put in a load of laundry, you went back and grabbed Brendon's sheets and blanket so that you could wash those next. You went back into the Brendon's room to find that he has an upset stomach as well and his breakfast was now spread out all over the floor.
"I'm really really sorry {Y/N}, I should have a garbage can in here or something." Brendon said with his sweet voice and puppy eyes. You felt so bad for him, so you grabbed the garbage can from the kitchen and brought it in, in case he got sick again. The next part is what you didn't want to do, clean up the mess. You got some paper towels and since he had only eaten toast and water all day there wasn't much to clean up. After making sure everything off the floor, you took some disinfectant wipes and disinfected the area where the mess was. You went to tell Brendon that if he needed anything to call you, but he had fallen asleep and so then you took the plate of unfinished toast off of his chest and took it into the kitchen.
You poured a glass of orange juice and set it on Brendon's nightstand in case he waned any when he woke up. Then you took the glass of water and set it in the sink. After you had everything all cleaned up, you shuffled into the living room and opened your laptop to check tumblr. You had only been on for five minutes when you heard more coughing. You closed your laptop and walked to Brendon's room.
"Bren, are- what are you doing?" Brendon had gotten off of his bed and had his whole body sprawled across the hardwood floor. You had to stifle back a laugh and Brendon let out a loud groan.
"It's a lot cooler down her and makes me feel a lot better, the bed is too stuffy." Brendon sounded like he was drunk and then he turned over and curled up in a ball on the floor.
"Do you as least want some blankets to lie on?" You asked sympathetically. Brendon just shook his head and you left him there to try and get some rest.
While Brendon rested, you went to the laundry room, took out the clothes from the washed and put them in the dryer, then put Brendon's sheets and blanket into the washer. After the laundry was running, you went back into the living room to take a rest yourself. You didn't want to fall asleep in case Brendon needed you but you eventually dozed off against your will.
"{Y/N}?" You awoke to the sound of Brendon calling your name.
"Brendon!" You shouted then dashed into his room. You stopped in the door way and saw a fully dressed Brendon, with his quirky glasses on and everything, he laughed at your hurried movement. "Brendon, what time is it?" You asked groggily. You looked out of Brendon's window and saw the night sky filled with stars and a crescent moon. You must have slept at least six hours, leaving Brendon completely unattended.
"It's like eleven-thirty. Hey, you don't look so good." Brendon said, sounded concerned as he walked over to you. You fell forward and Brendon caught you in his arms. "Woah, {Y/N}. Let's get you to bed." Brendon said as he picked you up and cradled you in his arms. You blushed and then smiled with your eyes closed. You and Brendon had always been good friends but this felt a lot more different than that and you liked it, a lot.
Brendon entered your room and set you down gently on your bed, which had been left undone from this morning. You felt your throat get sore and then you had a coughing fit, similar to the ones Brendon had this morning.
"Bren you don't have to do this..." You said as he pulled the blankets over your shivering body. You felt the warmth of the blanket radiate throughout your entire body, bringing a small smile to your face.
"Of course I do, you took care of me all day and now, I'll take care of you all night if you need." Brendon said as he brushed your hair out of your face. "And 'cause I love you." Brendon said a bit sheepishly, like he almost didn't mean to say it. You sat up in bed and planted a kiss on Brendon's cheek.
"I love you too Bren." You whispered just before falling into a deep sleep.
~~A/N~~
Sorry if that was like too long or something, I just got a little carried away while writing this. Anyways, thanks for reading and voting.
-Hay
