Hey,I really admire and love all of your work. If it is possible good you do a Gaara fic or headcannon (depending which is easier for you) about him being sick and his S/O looks after him 😆,thank you.
that’s so nice to hear, i appreciate it! 💚 and yeah sure babe i’m on it
Gaara’s a baby when he’s sick let’s get that straight
he won’t openly ask you to take care of him because he doesn’t like to be a burden but the way he’s been moping around the house all morning, how can you not?
so you tell him to lay down and let you handle things. he’ll protest saying he has responsibilities to tend to, “a Kazekage doesn’t get a sick day!” blah blah, he’s secretly thankful though
once he’s all snuggled up in blankets on the couch though, looking far too adorable for his own good, he’ll drop the act and full Baby Gaara will come out
“Darling... can you please get me some water?” “Can you rub my back please?” “Will you cuddle me and watch a movie?”
and with every questions there’s those adorable puppy dog eyes
like please just lay on the couch with this man and cuddle him, he swears it makes the pain in his stomach a little better
one time Gaara was particularly ill, he woke up in a coughing fit and you rolled over concerned
“are you okay, Gaara?” you asked, putting your hand to his forehead to check his temperature. he reassured you he was fine, but the heat from his forehead and that cute pout on his face told you the truth
you just hushed him with a quick kiss and ran off to the kitchen to make him some tea to help soothe his throat, but while you were waiting for the water to boil you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist
“honey! I told you to wait in bed, you need to rest,” you chastised him. He nuzzled into your shoulder sheepishly, “I know... I just didn’t want to be away from you.”
you finish making tea for the both of you and move back to the bedroom after sending a message to Temari that he won’t be in the office today, and oh, no calls either thank you, he needs rest
so he gets to spends the whole day clinging to you and occasionally dozing off as you play gently with his hair and he swears he’s starting to feel a bit better! he’ll follow you around the apartment whenever you get up to make him a snack or refill his water because he just can’t stand to be alone
he was so weak he couldn’t lift his hand to eat without shaking (or at least he pretended he couldn’t) so you fed him his soup for dinner, bringing each spoonful tenderly to to his lips and smiling each time he took a bite
after dinner and some more cuddles, you ran a hot bath for the two of you and brought him to the bathroom. you helped him undress gently and the two of you slipped in the warm water and you wrapped your arms around him as the steam from the water rose around you and helped clear his congested chest
you held him there until the water turned cold, at which point you each wrapped up in your towels and moved back to your soft bed
he was nuzzled against your chest when he whispered, “thank you for taking care of me (y/n), I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
you smiled down at him even though he couldn’t see, he looked so precious curled up next to you this way. “it’s my pleasure, love.” you kissed his red hair softly. “I’ll always be here to take care of you.” he squeezed you tight, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too Gaara, in sickness and in health,” you giggled softly repeating your vows from years ago. you felt him smile against your chest and the two of you drifted into unconsciousness, feeing grateful to have found one another