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Sicktember Day 12—“You’re adorable when you’re sick”—Dina Woodward x fem!reader

I feel like Dina would definitely speak some Spanish (Isabela Merced is American-Peruvian and fluent in both), maybe Dina doesn’t know a ton but she would know some?

Silver Stars, Warm Heart

“Babe…baby…mi amor. Wake up.”

You’re gently tugged from your light sleep when Dina’s soft, familiar voice cuts through your dreams, pulling you back into a reality that’s even better than anything you could dream up.

A soft smile curls on your lips before you even open your eyes as you lean instinctively closer into the warmth of her hand on your cheek. You breathe in her scent as she brushes a curl from your face, it’s a warm mix of citrus and cedar, summer air and something else just so Dina.

She must have just returned from patrol. You’d wanted to stay up, to wait for her, but you guess you fell asleep at some point.

“Sorry to wake you. You looked so peaceful. Pero, mi amor, the stars. You’ll love them. Come see with me.” Her voice is low and soft yet you can hear the excitement in her tone and when your eyes finally flutter open, her warm gaze almost blinds you in the best sort of way.

“The stars?” You echo, your own voice soft and a little thick from sleep as you shift on the couch, sitting up, the knit blanket falling from your shoulders.

“Sí. Las estrellas,” Dina hums, taking your hand in her’s and gently coaxing you to stand. She bends slightly to grab the fallen blanket, wrapping it back around your body like a cape. You can’t help but notice her normally raspy voice has taken on a slightly deeper strain to it, but you let your lips tug into an even softer smile when she lifts her own hat from her head and places it on yours, leaving her dark strands adorably messy.

“Ven, amor. I’ll keep you warm.” Her arm slips around your waist as she tugs you close against her and the two of you make your way out the back door. With the little light pollution in Jackson Hole, you don’t need to walk far to find a small dark clearing surrounded by trees that’s still inside the gates, nice and safe.

Dina’s gun is in her leg holster, just in case, still there from patrol earlier. With a small flashlight, she leads you through the trees and into the clearing you both know so well. You follow her easily and in minutes the two of you are plopping down on a thin blanket that she must have grabbed without you noticing, and you chuckle as she lays it out with an exaggerated flourish.

The moment you sit down, she joins you, settling in close and immediately pulling you into her so your back rests against her chest and she wraps her arms around you, tucking the blanket even tighter around your shoulders.

A soft kiss is pressed to the back of your neck with a soft hum before she tilts her head up and you do the same.

The sight nearly knocks the breath out of you. The world feels as though it shrunk to just the two of you sitting there among the trees yet expanded infinitely as you take in the twinkling night sky. It looks almost unreal, the millions of tiny lights painting the sky like cosmic brushstrokes. You’ve seen some stunning nights before, but this is just….wow. Your breath catches in wonder and all you can do is breathe out, barely above a whisper, “oh.”

“So beautiful…like you.” Dina murmurs in your hear, resting her chin to your shoulder for a moment before leaning back to look up again.

You feel warmth in your cheeks at her words and your heart thumps steadily in your chest, full and light. You lean your weight into her just a bit more.

A few minutes pass in perfect bliss, the only sounds are your girlfriend’s soft breathing behind you and the gentle chirp of crickets hidden in the surrounding field.

Then Dina shifts ever so slightly behind you, a soft sniffle sounds through the quiet night. You feel it before you hear it, her chest hitching against your back, her breath hot on your neck. She doesn’t have time to pull away, her arms only squeeze you tighter with the force of them.

“Hhii’shhhhiew! Hhehh-hnungh’cshhhuu! ‘tttShhuuhhh!” She sneezes three times, muffling the strong fit against your shoulder.

She sniffles with a soft groan, “lo siento, bebé.” Her voice is now thick with enough congestion to worry you.

“You’re okay, love. Bless you.” You twist in her arms so you can look at her under the light of the stars. Even in the darkness of the night you can just make out a deep flush to her cheeks, and not the good kind.

“Dee,” you hum, concern etching into your face. “You’re getting sick, hmm?” Your hand slides out from under your blanket cocoon, reaching to press against her forehead. Too warm, your heart sinks.

Dina gives you the most pitiful pout you’ve ever seen before she buries her face in your neck with another sniffle. “Mmph…no?” She tries, whining a little.

“Baby, you literally just sneezed on me. You’re definitely coming down with something.” You can’t help but offer her a sympathetic chuckle, wrapping you own arms around her this time.

She pulls away from your neck so she can look you in the eyes, her dark hazelnut gaze inky black and reflecting the stars above. “Maybe.” She admits with a small sheepish smile.

Leaning forward, you press a light kiss to the tip of her pink nose, then one to her forehead, a silent promise you’ll take care of her, but a frown crosses your face when you feel her shiver in your arms. And judging by the heat you just felt on her skin, she definitely needs to be in bed.

“Mmm, let’s get you inside, baby. Warm you up?” You’re already slipping out of the blanket and mirroring her action from earlier, tucking it around her shoulders this time. She takes one last look up at the sky but your eyes stayed glued on her. Even the stars can’t outshine the smile she gives you when she looks back at you. With a simple nod she stands up with you, allowing you to guide her back towards the path home.

Dina leans heavily into you as you walk back, the long patrol from the day and her now developing cold catching up to her. She sniffles every few seconds and each time you just kiss her hair and hold her closer as you walk. As you near your house, she hums softly, “sorry I ruined stargazing.” Your heart cracks a little at how small she sounds, as if she could ever ruin anything.

“Oh amor…” you pause a moment, using a gentle finger to tilt her chin up to look at you. “…you didn’t ruin anything. You just…added your own little flair to the night.” You chuckle softly and she blushes, half chuckling, half coughing along with you.

“That’s one way to put it.”

You tug her flush against your chest. “But I’m serious, baby. Tonight is perfect, sneezes and all. Also…hate to break it to you but you’re kinda totally adorable when you’re sick.” You smile wide, a warm feeling in your chest because she smiles too.

“Oh so you’re saying I’m not normally adorable?” She muses with some of her normal Dina humor that makes you laugh out loud.

“You’re kidding right?” You roll your eyes playfully at her and start peppering kisses all across her face, the last one lingering a moment on her lips. Germs be damned. “You’re adorable all the time, Woodward, pretty sure you don’t know how not to be.”

She’s grinning, carefree and happy despite her cold when you pull back to look at her and tuck her back against the your side, “now c’mon. Let’s get inside. I’ll make you some tea, we’ll get you all cozy and we can sleep for a week. I’ll hold you through everything, sneezes, germs and all.”

“Mmm…eres perfecta.” Dina hums against your chest as you keep walking. “Te amo.”

“I love you too, baby. Te amo so much.” You smile into her hair with a gentle kiss. Your night of stargazing may have taken a turn, but you don’t care one bit, because your whole universe is right here in your arms and you wouldn’t trade her for all the stars in the sky.

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Feveruary Day 5— “I Told You To Wear Something Warm”— Dina Woodward x fem!reader

Regular World AU: You and your girlfriend Dina go to a cabin in the woods for a cozy winter weekend away from campus. She refuses to wear a coat on the hike and wakes up the next morning sick.

Day five on day 22? Sure why not? But yay! I got something written!!

Still Cozy, Still Perfect

You’d woken up just when the early morning light was starting to peak in through the sides of the flowered curtains in the cabin. The first thing you registered was warmth. Your girlfriend, Dina, still sleeping heavily beside you, one arm draped over your waist, keeping you close even in dreams.

Turning ever so carefully in her hold, you’d taken a moment to just live in this moment. The quietness of the cabin you’d rented for the weekend to escape the bustle of campus. Dina’s long, dark hair pooling across the pillows while she snored softly in a way she’d definitely deny if she knew. The way she’d curled just slightly inwards into herself as if burrowing into the soft blankets.

But what really hit you with a sudden softness almost too overwhelming was the way the pale light just starts reaching the sides of her face as she slept, illuminating the soft curves of her jawline, the bridge of her nose, and simply just taking your breath with how gorgeous and peaceful she looked in the early morning half-light.

You hadn’t woken her, she just looked so cozy you didn’t have the heart, and it was still early so you wanted her to sleep, especially with that big hike the two of you went on yesterday. So, you’d ever so slowly slipped out of her hold, wrapped the blankets up higher around her shoulders and kissed her hair so lightly it was no more than a brushing, but a secret little moment of love for you to hold

Throwing on a thick, cozy fleece, you’d quietly left the room to start coffee in the little kitchen and step out onto the dewy wooden deck to watch the sunrise above the small lake the cabin was nestled besides.

You’d stood there a long while, just taking it all in, the soft chirping of the birds, the gentle sway of a faint breeze in the tall pines, and the golden-pink light of the clouds as the sunrise gently shifted to welcome the daylight.

And now, even though she would have grumbled about being awake so early, you wish for a moment that Dina was with you to see it.

Not two minutes later, as if summoned by your thoughts, you hear the gentle creak of the cabin’s old wooden door and turn, an easy smile already on your face as your girlfriend steps out onto the deck with you. She’s mid-yawn, one hand rubbing sleep from her eyes while the other ruffles her messy curls, and you open your arms the second she’s close enough to slip perfectly into them like she always does.

You hum a content little noise and kiss her hair. “Morning, love.”

Dina leans fully into you as she wraps her arms around your waist, her face instinctively finding the curve of your neck. Her nose brushes along the skin there before she grumbles something thick and sleepy about it being too early for morning. Faintly, you register the warmth of her, but in the moment, it feels like the warmth of something who just woke up. You chuckle lightly as she continues, “how’re so awake right now?”

But the second the words leave her mouth you frown, smile dipping from peaceful to worried in record time. You can feel the way her lips fall into a similar frown against your skin. Her words are rough, raspy, thick. Not her usual witty drawl or sleepy morning voice, no. This is something more.

“Baby…” You murmur concern already blooming in your chest. You know this voice. Pulling back slightly to get a better look at her, she gazes back up at you with a glassy gaze you’re sure she’s trying so hard to keep focused. A hand comes up to cup her cheek and your brows knit deeper. She’s not burning, but she’s definitely too warm, and no longer in a sleepy way.

“M’fine.” She rasps immediately followed by a sniffle that absolutely doesn’t help her case. “Dins, you’ve got a fever.” You speak softly and the way she lets her eyes slip closed, leaning more into your touch tells you everything you need to know.

“Alright, love. I’ve gotcha. Back to bed.” Your tone is fond, reassuring, but leaves no for argument. You’re taking care of your girl. End of discussion. Dina simply nods and tucks closer as you start leading her back inside.

Moment later you’re guiding her back under the still warm blankets and tucking them around her just enough to keep her cozy but not so much as to overheat. She flops dramatically against the pillows, still her, even when unwell. “Ughh…this’s what I get for trying to be outdoorsy with you.” She huffs, but her eyes are soft when they look at you.

“I told you to wear something warm.” You remind gently, finger brushing a stray strand of hair from her eyes which she rolls seconds later. “I woulda been fine if that stupid cloud hadn’t decided to rain on us!”

You can’t help but smile a little at her comment, remembering the sudden downpour you’d both been caught in towards the tail end of your hike. Dina sees you fight back a giggle.

“Don’ laugh at me! I’m ill.” She mocks offense with an adorable pout that only makes you smile wider. “Mmm, but you’re just so cute when you’re sniffly.” You hum, leaning in to kiss her before she can say anything.

“I started coffee but you definitely need tea. Don’t go anywhere.” You move to the threshold of the bedroom door. “Where would I go!? We’re literally in the middle of the freaking woods.” Dina retorts lightly, her voice still hoarse. You make a mental note to check to see if you have any honey.

You don’t even answer, just blow her a kiss as she bundles herself deeper into the bed with a little shiver. Over your shoulder, you call back a silly, “if a bear breaks in you can scare it away with your sneeze.”

You know it’s not even a good retort, but you don’t care because you know she’s probably flipping you off from the other room and the funnier part is she has the softest sneezes you’ve ever heard. God you love them, your heart flutters a little as you ready the tea, just thinking about how when the sneezy part of this cold sets in she’ll be using you to catch every one.

By the time you bring the tea back a couple minutes later she’s half asleep again. Setting two mugs down on the side table, you pull back the covers just enough to slide back into bed with her. With a sleepy mumble, Dina immediately seeks you out, curling completely around you, arm around your waist, thigh tucked over your legs, flushed face nuzzling into your neck like its the most comfortable place she could be right now.

You hold her back just as softly. The tea starts cooling next to you but you can always make more later. After a while you think she’s fully asleep until she hums softly against you, “sorry I ruined our day.”

You immediately hold her even closer, face dipping to rest in her soft hair. “Oh, baby. You didn’t. It’s still cozy, still perfect. We don’t need big hikes or kayaking to be together.” You promise with a kiss to her hair.

Dina only hums back, already drifting back to sleep. She’s sick and feverish, but so impossibly soft and trusting your heart melts as how much you love her, and you whisper those three little words right before her breathing evens out completely and her soft, congested little snores start filling the cozy quiet. The weekend isn’t quite going as planned, but you don’t mind one bit.

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Playing around with more dialogue than usual! I’m obsessed with this one, so proud of it!

Sicktember Day 7—“There’s a frog in my throat”—Dina Woodward x fem!reader

CW: suggestive dialogue, reader is down bad for her girlfriend’s sick voice, fluff to the max

You’re Blushing, Babygirl

It’s a cozy, quiet night in Jackson Hole, with the air cooling just enough at night to remind you you’re on the precipice of autumn slowly becoming winter. It’s been a long day, especially for your girlfriend who got up at the crack of dawn and spent most of the day on patrol. With the chill in the air, and the weather turning, you could already sense she was coming down with a cold, and your suspicions only grew when she returned earlier this evening, sniffling in her beanie, her nose red enough to rival the tomatoes you had been cutting up for dinner.

She’d been tired, as expected, but even though she tried to be her normal bubbly self, you already knew the next few days would probably be spent cozied up together in bed while she apologizes for sneezing on you even though you’ll reminder her each time that you don’t mind. Dina’s always been prone to colds when the seasons change, and this winter’s no different, which is why you had already started making her favorite comfort soup for dinner. Something substantial and warm, with autumn inspired spices and slices of your homemade bread to nourish her after her exhausting day.

Now, the sun has long since set and your shared apartment is alive with the soft golden lights of your mismatched lamps. And now, the only sounds come from the comfortable domesticity of you washing the dishes from dinner while Dina sits on the couch, trying to hum along to the music softly playing on the radio even though her throat obviously hurts.

“Babbbyyyy, I think there’s a frog in my throat.” You hear Dina whine from the living room before her arms are wrapped around your waist just seconds later as she joins you in the kitchen. Her head immediately finds a home against your shoulder.

She does sound pretty miserable. Her normal soft, slightly raspy voice has taken on a much deeper tone, like she’d been eating sandpaper or driveway gravel for fun.

But as scratchy as it sounds, there’s something about your girlfriend’s sick voice that makes your heart beat a little faster, and the need to have her close even stronger.

You hum thoughtfully and gently set down the dish you’d been washing so you can turn in her arms. You feel your expression turn impossibly softer as you gaze at her. She’s looking at you with an equally soft expression, though she blinks slowly, as if her eyelids are too heavy and cheeks are flushed a light pink, suggesting the beginnings of a fever.

“Well, it sounds like a sexy frog to me.” You muse lightly, voice warm and a little teasing even though you’re completely serious. You stifle a giggle as Dina’s jaw falls open in surprise, her eyebrows shooting up.

“You can’t possibly be into this. I sound like a garbage disposal.”

“No…well, I mean you’re not far off. You sound like my girlfriend.” You adjust your hands on her waist so your thumbs can brush gently along her shirt. “My very hot, sexy even when sniffly girlfriend who is definitely getting sick and is in desperate need of cuddles.” You can’t help but pull her in a touch closer as you tease her lightly.

“I’m not getting si-ihhh…hh-ttscshh’hnh!…heh-HhptsshHHih!!” Dina pouts at you then instinctively leans closer, burying her face in your shoulder, sneezing softly into you.

You hum a gentle ‘bless you, baby’ as she sniffles into your shirt, not even bothering to move now, as if she’d decided to stay squished against you forever.

“You literally just complained about your throat hurting and sneezed on me…” you wrap your arms more fully around her, inviting her deeper into your warmth.

After a long quiet moment, punctuated by a congested sigh, Dina finally gives in. At this point you’re practically the only thing keeping her standing as she leans heavily into you.

“Mm-maybe I’b a little sidk.” Her voice is muffled by both your shirt and her stuffy nose.

An easy, comfortable silence falls between the two of you as you simply keep holding her, your lips pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her hair.

“Does this mean I get to take care of you now? You and that sexy ‘frog’ in your throat?” The joke earns you a smile which you feel when her lips slowly curl up against your skin.

“Sure, babe. Whatever you want, as long as it involves cuddling.” There’s a slight bit of amusement to your girlfriend’s raspy response and your chest feels light at the fact that you made her smile even though she feels miserable.

“Wouldn’t dream of anything else. A few sniffles are nothing against my cuddles, did ya know that’s actually my superpower?”

Dina leans back to finally look at you again, her eyebrow now raised in adorable questioning. “Your superpower is cuddling?” Her lips twitch, hint at another smile.

“Ahhyup. Woulda thought you’d known that by now, babygirl.” You tease lightly, fingers curling gently around her waist.

“Okay but why is that the most you thing you’ve ever said?” The smile pokes through her exhaustion, soft and warm.

“Because it’s true.”

“Hmm can’t argue with that logic.” She sniffles again and her face scrunches up adorably as she tries and fails to stifle a yawn.

She’s already clinging to your arm when you hum a soft, “bedtime, my love? ”

Dina half nods, half nuzzles her cheek more into your chest. “And tea?”

“Of course, baby. And tea.” You promise, leading her to the bedroom and helping her change into something even cozier.

“Mmm I love this sweater. Smells like you.” She murmurs in your ear as you move to tuck the thick blanket around her, but even with your focus on her, and the sleepy heaviness in her gaze, she catches the way you shiver slightly with her this close to you.

Her expression shifts immediately, eyebrow arching as her usual mischievous look hints at poking through her exhaustion. “You really do like this, hmm?” Her tone is tired and raspy, insanely attractive, clearly aching with every word, but amused nonetheless.

You’re so stunned by her sudden shift in tone that you don’t even notice that you’ve subconsciously moved fully onto the bed, hovering above her, or that her hands on your waist until she squeezes it lightly. You clear your throat, caught like a deer in headlights.

“You’re blushing, babygirl.” She rasps, letting her words linger in the silence, smirking as she looks up at you, then you feel your breath catch and your heartbeat excel when she leans up, her lips meeting your collarbone. Your eyelashes flutter and you let out a small moan as she trails tender kisses along your neck.

Her name leaves your lips in a needy whisper as you move to align your lips with hers, but right before you can lean in fully, her head turns to the side.

“Hmm…not now, love. Don’t wanna get you sick.” She looks a little disappointed in her own decision, and you release a breathy sigh as you try to even out your breathing, but she’s right, you have to remind yourself.

“Tease.” You glare playfully, trying to collect yourself as you settle down next to her, pulling her into your arms in a warm embrace. “We both know I’m catching this…but you’re right, you need tea, and rest.”

Dina hums, curling further into you, her arms wrapping tightly around your middle, keeping you comfortably glued to her. “Tea can wait, babe. Right now, I just need you.”

The way you press a soft kiss to her hair and start running your fingers through it is your answer. Your girl wants you. There’s no where else you’d rather be, and you both know it.

Time passes in a slow, comfortable daze as you told each other close, simply enjoying one another’s presence, her dozing off as she feels the gentle rise and fall of your chest under her cheek, and you listening to her gentle, quiet little sniffles and occasional sneezes. You’d think your heart can get any fuller than it is right now, except you know better, and when she mumbles something sleepy and incoherent into your shirt, you feel your chest practically glow with even more love for her.

“You know,” you hum, voice barely above a whisper, “I really love taking care of you, especially when you’re all sniffly, clingy and cute like this.”

A beat passes before she Dina mumbles back, already drifting off to sleep, “Mhmm, you’re so weird, but kinda like in the best way?”

“I’m you’re weird…and definitely in the best way.”

“Mm…love you.” The words are so low you barely hear them, but volume aside, there’s no hesitation or reservation to them. Just pure love and trust.

“I love you too, babygirl. Now sleep, I’ll be here.” You kiss her temple and tuck the blankets even further around her shoulders then let her soft, sniffly breathing lull you into your own warm, easy sleep.