Shawn Mendes Imagines

110: Doctor (Request)

This imagine is for the lovely OwlsAndBooksAreLIFE so I hope you like it!

Alayna's POV:

"I feel fine Alayna, let me go." Shawn groans, combing his hair off his forehead with his fingers.

"No baby, you have a fever of a hundred and one degrees. You aren't going anywhere." I gently push his shoulders back and he falls back into the bed. "You are going to stay right here in this bunk."

"But it's my day off." He's starting to whine. I place my hand on his flushed cheek, rubbing it with the pad of my thumb.

"You're lucky it's your day off and not a show. You wouldn't want to perform like this." I stand and walk over to the kitchen, opening cabinets.

"What are you doing?" He calls from the bunks.

"I'm getting you medicine," I reply. He starts coughing loudly, all of the congestion in his chest rattling.

"I don't need any."

I take out some ibuprofen and pour two of them into the palm of my hand as his coughing continues. I grab a water bottle and bring it into the bunks, handing Shawn both the pills and the water.

"You do need some. This should help the fever. I'll be back with some medicine to help the coughing and sneezing."

Manny and Andrew come onto the bus just as I'm pouring the dose of medicine.

"Hey, how's Shawn doing?" Manny asks. I chuckle a little.

"He's being stubborn as always," I raise the clear cup up to the light, checking to make sure I poured the right amount of the orange liquid.

"He's been texting me, complaining that you're making him stay in bed," He laughs.

"I know. He's bummed he couldn't tour the Chicago, but not with his fever." I turn and go back into the bunk space to see Shawn on his phone. "Did you take your ibuprofen?" I ask.

"Yes, mom," He says sarcastically. I hand him the cup of medicine and he takes it like a shot.

"Okay, now get some rest." I take the small cup from him and toss it in the trash can near the back of the bunks.

"Buckets." He cheers. I giggle and bend down, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

"I love you, Shawn. I hope you feel better soon, okay? Take a nap. You deserve it. You work so hard to please your fans. Take care of your self." I whisper.

"I love you so much, Alayna. Thank you for being my doctor."

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A/N:

I hope you liked it Alayna! I enjoyed writing it! If you want me to change anything, message me and I'll change it!

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