Ariana Grande Imagines (gxg) - under editing ♡

you're sick and won't answer your phone

"Y/n?" Ariana yelled out as she stepped inside your apartment. She put the key back in her pocket and looked around.

You haven't been answering your phone all day and she was getting worried. Not one word in response to her texts that eventually turned frantic as time passed with no response from you.

She closed the door behind her and locked it too. She looked around the kitchen, noticing that there weren't any dishes in the sink. Nothing looked off, but something felt off.

She tiptoed down the hallway and to your bedroom. She slowly opened the door and saw you lying in bed on your stomach. Little snores left your lips and when she stepped closer she saw your shoulders were shaking.

She put her hand on your back and felt your shirt was damp from the sweat on your sticky skin. She rubbed your back gently, slowly stirring you from your sleep. "Ari?"

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here. Are you alright?" You looked so weak and fragile, she's never seen you in such a state. "I'm sick." She pressed her hand against your forehead and felt the heat on your skin. "Oh. It's okay."

"What are you doing here? Didn't you have to work today?" You asked, voice weak and scratchy. "Yeah but you weren't answering my texts or my calls and I wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm sorry." You closed your eyes, feeling her brush the hair away from your forehead that clung there. "It's alright. Don't worry about it. Is there anything that you need? Do you need some soup or more blankets? Are you thirsty? Is your throat sore?"

You cracked a small and weak smile over how sweet she was. You shook your head and hummed as she started to rub your back, applying slight pressure with her nails. "I'm okay. I just need one thing."

"What's that? I'll get it for you."

"Cuddles from my lovely girlfriend."

Ariana wasn't even concerned about catching whatever you had. If you needed her, she'd be there for you. She'd get you whatever you needed in a heartbeat.

She crawled to the other part of the bed and pulled the blankets back before climbing under them. "Can you sing to me? I wanna hear your voice. It's soothing."

She smiled and kissed the crown of your head. "Of course. Anything special?" You shook your head, leaving the choice up to her. You didn't care. You just wanted to hear her sing to you.

She started to sing 'breathin' softly in your ear until you fell asleep a few minutes later.

She still wasn't gonna go anywhere. She'd be there to take care of you until you felt better.