Gifted to @deandrajasmine
A/N: My prompt was roleswap! This is my take on the given prompt, and in honor of the holidays! Hopefully this is to your liking!
Coming down with a cold just before Christmas wasn't in either of their plans for the holiday. This was Allura's first Christmas, one on Earth to be specific. Keith had only wanted this to be a good experience for her; buying tangles of Christmas lights, the dumb hooks to hold them up, bearing the cold winter air to decorate the outside of the shack. It was an absolute pain, trying to decorate all on his own, but if this would make Allura happy, then he would damn well do it all over again. To see her smile, the way her eyes would light up. Her genuine excitement of the simple things he, and many others, took for granted were often most appreciated by Allura.
Of course, this was completely worth it. To see how she absolutely lit up upon seeing the lights; her smile wide, eyes sparkling with a joy only she could show. Only to further her excitement once Keith showed her inside, a little but good looking Christmas tree in the corner. Fitted with lights and little decore. Other strings of lights littering the main room, as well dangles of snowflakes and small snowmen. A few wrapped presents even tucked under the Christmas tree for Allura. And while the pout she gave upon being told she'd have to wait until the morning for her gifts was quite sweet, he did get her cheered right up with the promise of hot chocolate, blankets, and snuggling. And of course, a slew of affection. Sometime he adored, getting to have Allura curl into his side. Her head on his shoulder while he nuzzled into her hair. A sense of calm and content as they spent the evening doing just that.
Keith's sickness struck fast the next morning, right on Christmas his throat dry and his sinuses heavy. But he wouldn't dare think of letting this stop them from a nice day together. So he got himself up, grabbing a glass of water and set to making breakfast. Ignoring the oncoming of a headache.
Allura was not far behind to wake, her hair a fluffed mess as she padded to the kitchen. Her nose nuzzling into Keith's neck as she wrapped her arms around him. Only to pull her head up with a little hint of a frown.
"Keith, are you hot? You're much warmer than usual." She asked, a tinge of worry in her voice.
"Probably just the stove, don't worry about it." He murmured. Allura seeming displeased with his reply. Who tugged him around gently and touched the inside of her wrist to his forehead, then cheeks.
"You look like one of those little reindeer. Red nose and cheeks! Warm, too. Doesn't that mean you aren't feeling well, all kidding aside?"
"I'm fine enough to keep our plans, for today. I've got it." He said, though soon sniffled and pressed his nose to his sleeve. Allura seeming quite unconvinced.
"Now, don't go starting this again. I thought we got you to stop pushing yourself so much. An especially when you've got a dropping nose." Allura's nose scrunched up the slightest, slipping her hand under Keith's to take the utensil from him and get the skillet to a cool top and turn the burner off. "Now. Since you've clearly exerted yourself with this Christmas, I believe it's only right if I take care of you. Clearly you've done more than enough already for me." She smiled, her cool hands cupping Keith's face. Who took comfort in them, nice against his heating body.
"Allura.." "Not a word. You did wonderful, now let me take my turn and give you some care." She hummed, smiling as she kissed his forehead. Keith resigning to his fate, one with a nice long nap with Allura back in bed. Followed by Allura bringing him a bowl of soup just as he got himself sat up in bed. Who seemed proud with her handy work.
"This sucks.. getting sick, on Christmas." Keith sighed. The day he was meant to take car of her, instead of she taking care of him. But he supposed if it wasn't dampening Allura's spirit, it wasn't all bad.
"Well, I imagine. But there's still movies, snacks, snuggling, and presents. Just with a bit more care." Allura smiled. Taking Keith's hands into her own, humming happily when he threaded their fingers together.
"I guess you're right.. Merry Christmas, Allura."
"Merry Christmas, Keith."
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