May I request Sick!Mukuro Ikusaba x reader who’s taking care of her?
Reader taking care of a sick Mukuro Ikusaba
AAA SORRY IF THIS SEEMS SO OUT OF CHARACTER OR RUSHED BUT THANK U FOR REQUESTING I LOVE MUKURO (i also proofread this so many times so if there’s still some weird things SORRRYY)
♡ Gently, you rested your palm on the soldier’s forehead, feeling the warmth of it swiftly rush through your hands which indicated that she was in poor health.
“Are you okay, Mukuro? How are you feeling?” You asked with deep concern as your gaze fixed on the black-haired soldier, worry for her well-being washed over you.
“I-I'm fine. Just a little tired... t-that's all...” She responded, her cheeks flushing a faint pink colour for a moment, a hint of embarrassment to her tone of voice.
♡ You sighed, knowing full well that she wasn’t fine. Gently, you carefully tucked Mukuro into bed, giving her soft, comfortable blankets as you gathered her medicine, determined to take care of her every need.
♡ You began to make your way to prepare a warm bowl of soup for the freckled soldier, desperate to tend to her needs while she recovered.
♡ As you returned, you settled beside the ailing girl, her endearing purple-gray eyes locking onto the steaming, nutritious meal.
♡ Carefully, you raised the spoon full of hot soup to Mukuro’s mouth, doing a bit too much to take care of her…
“Open your mouth, Darling.” You gently yet firmly commanded, your voice full of love and consideration.
♡ Without saying a word, she opened her mouth and blushed at the act of you feeding her as she savored the flavourful meal, finding comfort in its nourishing aroma.
♡ As she consumed the soup made with thoughtfulness and affection, you placed the warm bowl beside Mukuro and reached gently reached for her forehead again, still radiating heat, and sighed deeply of genuine concern.
“Hmmm… well, expect to be pampered with love.”
“Wh-what do you mean?” Mukuro asked, looking a surprised. It had been long since she was shown any kindness or care. She layed there, slightly confused, her cheeks flushed with an adorable shade of pink.
“Well, you’re sick, aren’t you?” You sighed in response, gently tracing patterns on Mukuro’s palm.
♡ You did everything to take care of her. Wether it was leaving her ease off in the quietness or expressing your sympathy towards her to make her feel loved.
♡ Mukuro layed there, adjusting to the heat radiating from the blankets. Like a pampered celebrity, she rested her eyes and processed this heart-throbbing sensation she was experiencing.
“…Thank you…” She said quietly, letting the words of gratitude falling from her mouth.
“No need to thank me Darling,” You reassured, gently releasing Mukuro’s palm to let her rest, “I’m doing this because i care about you.”
♡ She was flustered at your words, grateful to have someone like you in her life. Mukuro was very much not used to these kind of gestures, her face was washed with embarrassment and appreciation.