Sooo, sick fic? One Piece sick fic, anything except sad.
“Ace,” Luffy whines, his nose stuffed up and his throat aching as he tries to pull his blanket further around him. It feels like there’s ice sliding underneath the edges of the blanket tucked under his sides.
“I thought idiots couldn’t catch colds,” Ace sighs, but Luffy can see him coming closer, slightly blurry, and tucking another blanket in around him. “Still cold?”
Luffy shakes his head, whining when it makes him feel dizzy, burying his face into his pillow to avoid the way everything starts spinning. It’s cold and everything is gross and clammy, which is even worse then his throat’s ache and his how he can’t breath out of his nose.
“You’re still too warm,” Ace mutters, pushing Luffy’s hair back. Luffy pouts when Ace takes his hand back, because he’s warm and Luffy wants to be warm too. “Can you stay here for a minute? I’ll get something for you to drink.”
“You’ll come back?”
Ace smiles, it’s not happy, but it’s a real smile, “I’ll be back. You need to stay hydrated. Shitty Gramps said so and Dadan did too.”
“Not here?”
“Nah, I was sick once when Shitty Gramps came to visit. I remember him saying that much,” Ace moves away and Luffy wishes he hadn’t. “I’ll be back soon, do you want another blanket?”
“No, I’m okay,” Luffy coughs, curling up tighter as his throat burns. “Sleepy.”
“I’ll be right back, promise.”
Ace sighs when he climbs back into the tree house to find Luffy asleep, his face half buried in his pillow and shivering, even under three of the thickest blankets that they had. He digs another out and tucks it in around him too, pushing Luffy’s hair back from where it’s sticking to his forehead and frowning.
“Still too hot,” Ace mutters, wetting a washcloth and pressing it to his forehead. “You’re not allowed to get more sick, you got that?”
Luffy doesn’t answer, breathing slow and steady.
Ace smiles, “Good.”