could u write an oikawa sickfic w iwa taking care of him? pls include emeto and a very clingy oikawa that shit makes my heart go WILD BRO
ship : iwaoi. | iwaizumi x oikawa |
See, Oikawa tended to be clingy when he was sick. And today - all he wanted was to cuddle with his Iwa chan. To his dismay, Iwaizumi was studying. Today was just another weekend to him, but to Oikawa - it was a little more than that. Him and Iwaizumi were laying down on his bed, whilst he squirmed, trying to find a position which brought his stomach even the slightest amount of relief. He normally wouldāve whined to Iwaizumi about it, but he was studying, and he didnāt want to bother him.
Besides that, he silently clung onto his arm, closing his eyes, and just hoping that his stomach would stop cramping in the painful way that itād been doing for the past hour. Iwaizumi had noticed all the squirming, and the clinging ; the clinging was pretty normal to him, Oikawa didnāt cling to him this much while he was studying. And he was. Sing a lot less talkative. Oikawa has the decency to keep it a bit down while he was studying, but he did usually brighten the mood a lot. Oikawaās eyes suddenly widened, forcing his attention towards him instead of studying.
He spluttered out quickly, quickly stumbling into the bathroom. He hastily shut the door, falling down to his knees, letting out a small burp, as the acidic liquid forcefully erupted from his mouth, a retch ripping out from his throat soon after. A choked cough escaped his lips, forcing another wave of the acidic-tasting liquid, full of everything he had eaten throughout the day. The chunks he felt against his throat only made him feel more disgusted, sick. Sweat trickled down his forehead, as he let out a small sob. He wanted this to stop.
Meanwhile, Iwaizumi just thought Oikawa was in the bathroom. He didnāt suspect anything. Until Oikawa hasnāt come back in 10 minutes. He walked up to the bathroom, not knowing what to expect. However, what he didnāt expect - was to hear his boyfriend throwing up. He tried to remain calm, opened the door, kneeled down next to his sobbing and currently throwing up boyfriend, placing a hand on his back, and gently drawing circles on it.
āI-Iwa- hurk- I donāt feel goodāā
āI know, baby, I know. Let it out. Youāll feel better after you do, I promise.ā
Iwaizumi tried his best to comfort Oikawa, and he was hoping it was somewhat working. The way Oikawa sobbed broke his heart, he wished he could do more to help. Once Oikawa had finished, he leaned against Iwaizumi, a small whimper leaving his lips. A few exhausted tears were still running down his face, those of which Iwaizumi used his thumb to wipe off.
āThink youāre ready to go back to your room?ā
āAlright, come on. Careful.ā
Iwaizumi began to stand up, using his hands to steady Oikawa. Once both were stood up, Iwaizumi wrapped an arm around Oikawaās waist, leading him back to his room, and laying him down. He took his books, pens, paper, for studying - and placed them away from Oikawa. They werenāt important anymore, Oikawa was. He was always more important to Iwaizumi. He shouldāve noticed, this was his boyfriend. Sitting down next to Oikawa, he began to gently stroke his hair.
āTooru, why didnāt you tell me?ā
āYou were studying... I didnāt wanna bother you.ā
Oikawa spoke, voice slightly rough from all the vomiting he had just done. Iwaizumi let out a sigh, he couldnāt believe his boyfriend sometimes. But he did love him, and heād do anything for him.
āTooru. Youāre so much more important than some stupid schoolwork.ā
āItās okay. Iāll go get you some water, stay here, and you try and rest up for me, okay?ā
He attempted to stand up, to go and grab Oikawa a glass of water - only to be pulled back. He looked back towards Oikawa, expression immediately softening. Oikawa was staring at him with the most adorable, yet pleading expression. His face was flush, indicating that he, most likely, had a fever theyād need to fight off. With a small sigh, he laid down next to Oikawa, embracing him as soon as he did.
āGānight Iwa chan... Love you...ā
And with those words, Oikawa began to drift off into a deep, and actually somewhat comfortable sleep. All thanks to his precious, precious Iwa chan.
āI love you too, Tooru.ā
Maybe being as clingy as Oikawa was wasnāt that bad, huh?
Thank you so much for requesting! Please, let me know if you liked the fic or not, if not, I can always make a new version! Iām sorry if this took to long, but either way, I hope you enjoyed it!
Feel free to request again at any time! Iāll be happy to write some more of your requests. ^^
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