Xavier w/ Big Sick Darling
You knew it was going to be a bad day the moment you woke up and felt that acid coming out your mouth.
You knew it the moment you started to hunch over the toilet and started retching.
Oh and as if Captain Obvious was screaming in your ear you knew it was most certainly an awful day when you felt that awful taste on your teeth and felt your mom help pull back your hair.
For today was a bad day because it seemed you were indeed the big sick.
With a thermometer stuck in your ear you limply laid under your warm covers in an attempt to get comfortable.
With a beep and a sigh the thermometer was pulled out to reveal in black numbers that spelled your fate.
“Degree of 100. Looks like somebody won’t be going to school.”
Reaching over your body your mom’s hands wrapped around a white bottle and started to fight against the lid before it popped off and 2 tablets laid in her hands.
“Okay, there’s some flavored water in that big tervis cup, you got advil right next to you, bowl by your bed, cozy blankets, the only thing we’re missing is some good food. How about we get you some doordash from that breakfast place you like so much?”
Your eyes pitifully looked into your mother’s as you barely whispered out a “please.”
Her pink lips pressed against your forehead before she pulled away.
“I’m so sorry honey, but you’re a big girl now and your father and I have to go to work. But feel free to get DoorDash and call us if you need anything. Hope you feel better sweetie.”
As soon as your mom left your room and you could hear the door shut and a car start up did you turn around on your side to stare at your wall whilst your arm wrapped like a boa constrictor around your beloved plushie.
You were quite tired from such a rude awakening and loosing all the contents of your stomach but still you choose to stay awake so you would be ready for when your food gets here.
But it seemed your plan had failed as your eyes slowly became heavier, breathing got slower, and the brain became slugger. Right as your eyes were about to close and succumb to a land of dreams it was rudely stopped in its tracks by a loud BRRRRINNNG!
Your body shot up from its lying position as a slight cursed was whispered under your breath. Can’t a girl sleep for once!?
A hand harshly gripped your phone and with a quick tug it was put right against your ear.
“Hello?”
Wow, was your voice that pathetic when sick? “Dahling, I’m headed your vay. I’m afraid ve may be a bit late though because i vas.. um, occupied vith something.”
Your eyes slowly blinked like a lizard.
Oh yeah, you completely forgot about this guy.
“Er, your highness I won’t be coming to school?”
You had to hold your ear after hearing quite the earsplitting noise.
“YOU VHAT!? Vhy in the vorld vould you do zo?”
“Oh, I’m uh.. sick your majesty.”
And just like a switch turning in his head his voice and composure changed in an instance to hushed whispers and soft coos.
“Oh, my poor dahling. You should have yust said zo.”
And once again he did a complete 160 as your heard him yell,
“Drivah! Gun it! BYSTRO!”
Oh and you were already getting a migraine from his mood swings just listening to him.
“I’ll be there az soon az I can sveetie. And don’t even think about going outzide. Tata!”
And just like that he hung up.
Now that was the sure sign of today being a bad day.
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The long, sleek vehicle pulled up into the suburban neighborhood that was practically dead quiet as all the parents were now at work and children were at school.
A tinted black window rolled down just the slightest as the car was slowly coming to a stop so only his harsh emerald green eyes could be seen. Only the smallest of glances was gifted to his guards as only the mere words of “go get them for me.” were spoken.
A door swung open and 5 buff men stepped out dressed in black suits and each of them had the stereotypical little white earcoms. Each of them looked like the could take out 10 men and a bear just by themselves.
“Yes your majesty.”
Only 2 of the burly men walked up to your door and quite ironically gently knocked on your door thrice. Despite the lack of response once reaching into a pocket and pulling out a little box that held a far too ornamental of a key.
With just a swift turn there were allowed access and didn’t waste a moment to quickly walk up stairs and swoop you, who was just happening to be brushing her teeth again from another throwing up session, up into their arms and proceeded to carry a confused (y/n) down the stairs in a variant of an arm throne.
“Uh.. could you put me down?”
You received no response and knowing these bodyguards you knew that you would not be able to get down yourself.
“He does realize he could just knock.. right?”
Once again no response.
You cursed Xavier for having such robotic like protectors.
The front door was now in view and was swung open by another guard outside.
The men carrying you carefully stepped inside and once passing the remanding 3 guards bowed down to you before rushing to get into their places. One of them while bowing opened the limousine door where you could already see Xavier’s golden locks practically taunting you as the 2 guards carefully lowered onto one of the seats in the limousine.
Once safely on the leather and door being shut you let out a string of grumbles questioning how necessary that whole procedure was. But you didn’t have long to do that before Xavier’s body practically rammed into you in a hug.
“Dahling!”
His head nuzzled into your neck as you could see the content look on his face.
“Um. Your highness that may not be the best idea since I am, you know, sick..”
His once closed eyes opened up with a glint shining in them as his arms tightened around you more.
“Do not care. My princess iz zick and I will take care of her.”
The glint immediately dissapeared in his eyes as he let out a gasp.
“Oh my! Vhat if I get zick?”
At that sentence your body relaxed in his hold, finally he was starting to understand something and would just leave you alone at home.
“Then I could have my printsessa take care of me, like I am vith her.”
And you think his grip got tighter and his head started to rub against hers more aggresively.
“Oh, how I vould love that. My own printsessa doting over me vhilst I am frail. Oh now that truly zounds zomething like a dream.
Vait, vhat am I doing? If I am planning on taking care ov you I need to know your zymptoms. So vhat iz wrong vith you?”
Your body slightly teetered as you nibbled on your lip.
“Well I have a fever of 100 and I’ve been throwi- why are you looking at me like that?”
Xavier’s emerald green eyes looked into yours with what could only be described as shock before he seemed to force a smile on his face and make his face appear more kind.
“Uh my sveet princess, my dahling dearest. You mozt certainly do not have a fever of 100. For your vlood vould boil and you vould be dead.”
A cough was heard from the other side of the limousine causing the prince to snap his head to that direction and practically hiss out “vhat?”
His bodyguard spoke up by politely and quietly saying, “Your majesty, I believe th- er- your princess meant she had a fever of 38.”
Xavier’s mouth went from a scowl to an ‘o’ before he quickly pulled himself together and turned back to you.
“Yes, yes. A fever of vun hundred iz concerning. That zort of fever is uzually caused by an illness. Don’t vorry my dahling, I’ll be zure you get the best care.”
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As much as you hated to admit it you were getting shockingly good care in Xavier’s penthouse. He gave you excellent medicine and food along with having his own personal doctor coming to you to check you over.
It turns out you just had the basic stomach bug.
Yet despite this fact Xavier was still being his over-dramatic self.
You were surprised he wasn’t a king yet. A drama king that is.
But still you had to admit it was quite nice here. You managed to get a couple hours of sleep thanks to the oh so heavenly soft sheets that just engulfed you in their warmth. Also his pets were just so nice and cute!
Marciel, Xavier’s monkey, was nice enough to take care of your messy hair by cleaning it strand by strand until there was probably not even a speck of dirt.
Indigo was also nice enough to honk more quietly and even sat down next to your side and decided to nap with you.
And Ebony seemed to think Indigo had an excellent idea as well and fell asleep with her head your leg.
You’ll have to admit all of these awesome animals almost make putting up with Xavier bearable. Almost.
Remember if you make a wish on a shooting star your wish
sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs