Hi! Could I request a drabble/ficlet for bree and nick with nick taking care of bree when she's sick? Thank you!
Hey there! Of course you can! Thanks for requesting! :)
Scenario: Bree hasn’t felt well the entire day. It started with a cough the day before but then her condition worsened the next day. Despite her attempts to downplay her illness on the phone with her boyfriend, Nick, he comes over regardless and spends the rest of the day nursing her back to health.
Sick - Nick x Bree
Bree hasn't checked her phone all day. Particularly because she's been sleeping. All. Day.
Yesterday, she was just coughing, which was abnormal for her, but maybe it was just something in the air.
Turns out she was on the verge of catching a cold, and unlucky for her, now she's caught it.
She was under the impression that she could sleep off whatever illness she had, but boy was she wrong.
As she sits up and groggily rubs her eyes, Bree somehow feels even worse than she did before she fell asleep.
Wasn't that just peachy?
Upon hearing a buzz coming from her cell phone, she rolls over to her night stand and checks her notifications.
Uh oh. She had a bunch of missed calls and texts from Nick.
NICK'S MOST RECENT TEXTS TO BREE
Upon reading his last message, she hastily picks up the phone and calls him.
~~~
"Hey, Nick." Briana says while attempting to mask the uncharacteristic deepness in her voice.
But he just knew her way too well.
"Hey...are you all right? What happened to your voice? It doesn't normally sound like that." Nick asks, concerned for the well-being of his girlfriend.
Bree brushes him off claiming, "Pfft. Please. My voice sounds like this everytime I wake up."
Nick didn't buy into that.
"B. Are you not feeling well? I can come over-" Briana quickly dismisses this idea.
"No, no. I'm fine, Nick, there's no need to come over." She tries to get out, but then she goes into a coughing fit.
On the other side of the line, Nick's had enough. He picks up his keys and declares, "I'm coming over."
Then, not leaving any more room for arguing, he hangs up.
~~~
About twenty minutes later, Bree hears a knock at her door, and with a heavy sigh, she gets up to go open it.
Standing at her door is Nick, with a bag of...possible groceries?
"Uh, Nick, it really wasn't necessary for you to come by. I'll be fine." Bree insists. She continues on when she notices the bag, "And did you buy something?"
Nick ignores her dismissals and instead nods his head at her question, "I got you some medicine because I know you didn't take any, and I bought some soup. Oh, and a thermometer- the one that goes across your forehead- so I can take your temperature."
"But I didn't need-"
"Briana Matthews! You are sick and as your boyfriend, I want to take care of you. So, please let me do just that." Nick pleads, eyes passionate.
...yeah, Bree was caving.
"Okay..." Bree concedes.
As soon as he hears words of agreement, he comes into her dorm room, setting down the bag on her night stand. Then, he makes his way back over to her and picks her up bridal style.
He smiles sweetly, "First thing's first, let's get you back in bed." Bree couldn't argue with that.
~~~
When Nick said that he was going to take care of Bree, he meant it.
From the time he got there, he took her temperature, which determined that she had a fever.
Before Nick gave her some medicine, he had to make sure that she ate. He didn't want the medicine to possibly make her sick.
So, he made her the soup he'd bought, even going so far as feeding it to her.
"Okay, baby, open your mouth." Nick tells Bree, attempting to give her a spoonful of soup.
Bree, as stubborn as she was (I love her for it though), started to complain while rolling her eyes, "I can feed myself, Nick."
Still holding the spoon, "I know. I just want to feed you. Is it okay if I do that?" Nick asks, seemingly amused.
"...fine." She ultimately responds, accepting the spoonful of soup.
Once that was finished, Nick gave Bree some of the medicine he'd brought for her cold.
"I know it's disgusting, but it'll help. Just take it, for me?" He begs, holding the cup with the nasty liquid to her lips.
There wasn't much she wouldn't do for him, but was she going to let him know that?
No, no.
She would however agree by drinking the medicine in the cup.
~~~
Now, Bree rests in bed, head on Nick's chest.
The two lovebirds were laying in Bree's bed, watching a movie.
Prior to this moment, Nick tied Bree's silk scarf around her hair, seeing as she was way too tired to do it herself.
Briana was about five seconds away from Dreamland, but before she closes her eyes, she says to Nick, "Thank you for taking care of me. I, uh, really appreciate it." Nick kisses her temple, "You don't have to thank me. I love taking care of you...because I love you."
Bree falls asleep with a pleased smile on her face.
~~~