“Hey _______, do you love me?” Your boyfriend Sweden unsurely asked. You looked up from the soup you were making and frowned.“Berwald, if I didn’t love you would I be here taking care of you..? Would I have even agreed to go out with you?” You sighed.“I guess you wouldn’t..” He said dreamily. Sweden was always worried that you’d leave him. You didn’t understand it.
You huffed and turned back to your soup. Sweden had caught the flu and since his family was out of town, you had come over to take care of him. You brought a spoon filled with broth up to your lips to taste the soup. “Hot hot hot HOT!!” You yelled when it burned your tongue. He chuckled at your actions but soon began to cough. You rushed to his side with a glass of water which he quickly drank.“Take it easy. Your soup will be done soon.” You said while pressing your hand to his forehead.‘Damn,’ you thought, ‘he still has a fever…’
You stood up and walked back over to the stove and turned off one of the burners. You grabbed a bowl from one of the cabinets and poured some of the steaming soup into it. Sweden coughed once again causing you to flinch. You picked out the bowl and grabbed a spoon. Sweden gave a weak smile when he saw you approaching him. You set the bowl down on the table closest to him, sat down, and gave Sweden a wide smile.
“Here you go! My mom’s special chicken noodle soup recipe!! It’ll make you better in no time!” You beamed proud of your work. He laughed and reached for the soup but had another coughing fit. You frowned. “Do you want to feed you?” You asked. He nodded and sat up. You took the bowl off of the table and put it in your lap. You carefully put the spoon to his lips as he sucked the broth up. “Is it any good?” You asked a hopeful look in your e/c eyes.
“Yeah, it’s delicious!” He smiled.
You continued the process until the soup was all gone. ‘I have to leave soon..’ you thought as you looked at the clock. You got up and began to clean the kitchen as Sweden’s green eyes watched you. Satisfied with your work, you began to pack your things.
Once you were done you turned to him.“Before I leave, remember to take the red pills once every 12 hours and if you’re feeling hot get a wet washcloth and put it on your forehead. Call me if there are any probl-mmmphh!” You were cut off Sweden's soft lips.“I love you __________..” He said staring into your eyes.“I-I love you too, but I may get sick!!” You grumbled.
-3 Weeks Later-
You coughed again as Berwald came to your aid. “Are you ok, _________?” He said with concern flickering in his gaze.“All I have to say is I told you so..” You muttered grumpily.
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A/N: Hey guys, I finally updated. -_- Sorry it took me so long, ya know how it is: School, work, home, issues, problems, and all the stressing bs. So since I actually have the time to do this since I'm at home sick in bed, I dedicate this to my mom who brought me soup in bed ∩__∩. She gave me the inspiration....and also life :/. *^▁^* I love you mom! So that's all I have to say for now. so yea, stay banaynays and Olive you guys keep voting, reading, and commenting and I'm outies! Peace!
~ Kitty-Chan (>^ω^<)
~ Oh and P.S I might not be updating for a while so until then.
