Johnny taking care of his sick s/o
requested!
You woke up in a distressed state and sweaty.
You felt hot but shivering at the same time and you did not know how and why you felt like that.
Gathering all your strength, you extended your arm to touch Johnny’s arm, whispering his name.
The contact of your cold hand against his skin instantly woke him up, rubbing his eyes.
When he saw your flushed face, he immediately sat up, a worried look on his face.
“John,” You whined and closed your eyes as his hand rested on your cheek, then your forehead.
“You’re burning Y/N.” He pushed the covers away from his figure and went out of the room.
An arm covering your eyes, you tried to mumble that you were alright, but Johnny was having none of it, not believing you.
He turned a deaf ear and went to the kitchen.
Worried, he called his mom to get some help to take care of you.
She advised him and he was listening carefully to every word she said.
Thanking her, he hung up and started to get to work.
When he comes back with a huge bottle of water, medicines and a wet cloth for your forehead, he found you asleep, his pillow loosely wrapped in your arms.
Placing everything on the bedside table, he sat down next to you, the mattress dipping underneath his weight.
You were sweating, your temples and neck were shiny and shivering. Your body seem to try and get rid of the foreign bacteria in your system.
Placing the wet cloth on your forehead, you sighed in your sleep and turned to Johnny.
He held your hand and slightly squeezed it, letting you know that he was here for you.
His gesture brought a sort of comfort to your racing heart, but the fever still made it bang in your rib cage.
He let you sleep for the rest of the morning until you woke up whining because of a growling stomach.
He had soup and healthy snacks ready since he knew that you did not enjoy eating a lot when you were sick. (his mom suggested it too)
When you sat up in bed, the entire room was spinning.
You closed your eyes and held your head while Johnny had a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“Take your time baby, no need to rush.”
“But I hate being like that,” you whined, close to burst into tears.
“I know Y/N, but you need to rest, your body is asking for it.” His hand cupped your cheek and you sighed again, the coldness of it bringing relief to your crazy hot face.
"Allow yourself to heal, it could worsen if you don’t take care of yourself.” His voice was soft and reassuring, his thumb caressing the burning skin of your cheek.
You sheepishly nodded and let your boyfriend feed you.
(Even though you assured him that you could eat on your own, he still insisted on feeding you in order to no burn or hurt yourself. So here you were, being fed like a baby)
He was already a very caring boyfriend when you were healthy, but his dad mode always emerged when you are not feeling well.
After eating the soup as well as taking a medicine to reduce the fever and the headache that suddenly showed up after standing up, Johnny carried you to the bathroom and
He sat you on the toilet lid as he went back to ventilate the room by opening the windows, shaking the covers and pillow to make your bed more comfortable than before.
When he came back, you were still sitting on the toilet lid, staring blankly at the ground, goosebumps appearing on your skin.
He undressed you and helped you get in the shower as he washed your hair and body.
The water was not too hot or too cold, he did not want your fever to spike up.
Nor did he want you to be cold.
When he was done washing you, he engulfed you in a fluffy towel, softly removing the excess water from your hair with another one.
Tightly holding the fabric around your body, you let Johnny do the entire work.
You pouted the whole time, happy yet exhausted after the shower, because the shower helped you feel a bit better.
He helped you put on one of his tops he always wore at home and fluffy socks.
His t-shirt smelt like him and it was so long that you just put on underwear, the fabric almost covering your entire body.
Johnny knows he should not be giving you kisses but he sometimes pecks your forehead with a smile since he knows that it makes you feel better.
He lets you hug him when he dries your hair with the hairdryer.
You are sitting on his lap the whole time.
You basically transformed into a baby koala. [size kink? Me? I do not know what you’re talking about]
His fingers working in your head lulled you to sleep and you try your best not to fall asleep on your boyfriend.
Once he brushed your hair and tied it away from your face, you made grabby hands at him and he carried you again to the bedroom, your legs circling his waist as his arms supported your legs to keep you in place.
You wrapped yourself in your covers as you started to feel cold and Johnny gave you his pillow to hold since he had work to do.
He caressed your hair and swiftly kissed your cheek, earning a tired smile from you.
He couldn’t stay away from kissing you, you looked too cute to him.
“Baby, I'll be in the next room. If you need me, just tell me, okay? I’ll keep the door open to hear you calling.” You nodded as you closed your eyes, your weak voice emitting a quiet “thank you” as soon as Johnny’s hand left your cheek.
“I love you Johnny.” you said as your boyfriend was about to leave the room.
“I love you too, baby,” his heart melted and he smiled, sending you a flying kiss as you fell asleep.
You slept for the entire day, tightly hugging your pillow.
Johnny took regular breaks from his work to come and check on you.
He smiled every time he saw you, your head engulfed in the pillow.
His hand checked your temperature and you weren’t as warm as before, but you still looked sick so he let you rest as long as your body needed it.
He knew you, you hated being stuck doing nothing and being powerless about it.
You were probably going to scold him for making you sleep for so long.
It’s a bit mean but he loves it when you’re sick.
Because you’re cuddlier and needier and Johnny loves it.
He loves to take care of you, he doesn’t have a lot of opportunities to do it since you’re always the one to take care of him.
He likes it when the roles are switched.
He looks after you until you feel better.
Even if you’re stubborn, you love it when Johnny takes care of you,
And maybe, just maybe, you’ll let him take care of you more often in the future.
