Hey! Your writing is awesome! May I request a fic or headcanons about Erina taking care of Soma when he's sick?
Oh perfect! Since Iām under the weather myself, letās give it a shot!
When Soma came home that night sneezing and coughing, Erina felt his forehead and found him burning.
Instead of getting him warm blanket and medicine, she said, āHmpf. Thatās what you get for overworking every night.ā
She did tell him to go to bed tho, but Soma wanted to have a warm shower first.
Soma came out of the bathroom catching Erina watching TV on their bed, but with a bowl of chicken and dumpling soup, meds, and a huge bottle of water on the night stand.
āI know you havenāt had dinner. Eat it before it gets cold. Take the medicine right away after you eat.ā
The weak Soma crawled to bed, landed a kiss on Erinaās cheek and whispered, āFeed me.ā
She sighed, āYou really are a baby when youāre sick, you know?ā
Soma responded by pointing at his wide-opened mouth.
Of course Erina couldnāt reject him (she lowkey was very worried) and started spooning him the hot soup.
āItās yummy.ā He said.
āJust keep eating, Yukihira.ā
He smiled weakly, āI love you too, Nakiri.ā
