|| Warnings; sick reader, fluffy/comfort, short drabble
|| Summary; when Barbara figures out that reader's sick, she sends her home. Making sure to check up on her after.
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Started; January 4th
Finished; January 4th
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Being sick was never fun but being benched from the field was downright dreadful. It felt like there was never anything to do because everyone was busy on patrols and doing everything you couldn't. So, you didn't tell anyone you were sick. Unlucky for you, they're all insanely talented detectives.
Your girlfriend was no exception. The very moment you walked into the Clock Tower Barbara clocked you. Pun intend. She had wheeled around to greet you with a smile, only for her eyes to narrow.
"You're sick," she stated simply. You couldn't help but flinch, startled by how quickly she'd caught on.
"Whaa-? Me? No-" of course, you just had to sneeze. Creating a sheepish smile across your lips. Barbara's arms folded across her chest, clearly not pleased with you.
"Go home, that's an order. I'll check up on you in an hour," she said.
"But-"
"That's an order, Y/N."
Defeated, you did as your girlfriend said. Not without stopping for some comfort food along the way, though.
An hour passed with you laying on the couch. In a state between half asleep and half awake. Your girlfriend held true to her promise, having wheeled in shortly after the hour mark. Making her way over to you and checking you for your temperature. You were definitely warm, however not alarmingly so. Barbara was relieved.
"Feeling any better?" She asked, hand moving from your forehead to your shoulder. Giving a comforting squeeze.
Your eyes met her worried gaze, different from the stern look she'd given you before," a little."
"Well, that's better than nothing. Need anything?" She replied, to which you shrugged. You probably could have used some water but Barbara had just gotten home and you didn't want to be a bother. Once again, she caught on. Knowing you better than you knew yourself most days. Leaving you to the couch, Barbara went and got some water for the both of you. Returning with two glasses. She set one to the table and handed you the other.
"Thanks.." you murmured, taking a drink from the glass before setting it down. You then made room for Barbara, giving her a hand getting out of her chair and onto the couch. Snuggling against each other," you gotta go back?"
"Not yet. I told them they could handle things while I checked up on you," Barbara seemed to pause for a moment. You looked up at her with a raised eyebrow before she continued," maybe I should go back soon. Before those idiots find a way to destroy the city."
You laughed at that, snuggling up closer to her," probably should. But I'm willing to take the risk for a little while," you kissed her cheek. Earning yourself a smile from her.
"If the city burns I'm blaming you," she teased. Giving you a kiss in return.
"I'll take the blame," you murmured. Kissing her back.
