well would you look at that! 🤭🤗
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well would you look at that! 🤭🤗
living with pots in the summer is no joke.
and it especially isn’t a joke to your boyfriend pedro.
he carried salt packets, electrolytes and emergency ice packs on hand for when you get too hot, he tries his best to avoid paparazzi because it makes your heart rate spike.
but today, that wasn’t an option. the vacation in hawaii was supposed to be fun, carefree, and relaxing. not stressful enough to cause a 3 day long flare up.
it started when your plane landed and paparazzi was already there. you gripped his hand tightly and he squeezed it right back, mumbling to you as you pull your hood up.
“the car is right outside, i’ve got you…” and he was right, to an extent. you didn’t expect the heat of hawaii either. the forecast was sunny but breezy, but fuck. you immediately felt dizzy and tired, steps slowing a bit.
pedro noticed and wrapped his arm around your waist to help you to the car. you take deep breaths as he helps you in, deflecting the questions and photos as he makes sure you’re okay before running to the other side to get in for the uber.
he fans you carefully in the car, making sure you don’t pass out, putting a cool bottle of water on your neck as you close your eyes. he hates how quickly you can feel bad. but he just sits with you and strokes your hair as your driver heads toward your hotel resort.
you hum as pedro softly kisses your forehead, closing your eyes as your head spins. your heartbeat feels discordant but you know it’s just your tachycardia flaring, so you take deep, slow breaths.
pedro, being the sweet boyfriend he is, carries you up to your room while your bags are brought up by a bus boy. he makes you a cool bath and helps you recoup yourself for the rest of the day <3
hii! i heart ur headcanons sm, so i was gonna ask if u could right some sibling headcanons (especially with roman) of growing up and getting a chronic illness so we end up unable to work like they do so logan treats us like were useless a lot of the time. sorry if that's too angsty or u don't want to, but if you do thanks you! i have a chronic illness and it would be cool to have comfort characters so comforting and stuff but thanks again! 🫶🏻 have a good day!
(can i become raccoon anon?) - 🦝
anon, I literally love you so much!! and of course you can be THE raccoon lol 🦝
I just want to let you know that if you ever, EVER need support, my ask box and pms are open to you always. I’m here for you, I will be your best friend, whatever it is you need 🫶🏽
thank you so much for requesting, and hopefully I can make this a series for you so that you have representation - if that’s something you want, just let me know xx I will literally write whatever you want me to <3 enjoy 🩷
chronic illness (sib!roys)
ooooooooooh he's in looooooooove
currently at 1.1k words for a lil chronic illness!reader fic!!!!!