Secrets and Smoothies || Oli
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pairing - Oli x Sugg!reader [ft Joe] word count - 764 warnings - none A/N -
summary - The one where Joe and Oli both know you’re sick
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You felt a connection between you and Oli the day you met him. You weren’t necessarily friends with all the buttercream boys, but Joe was your brother so you saw them all occasionally. The first day you met Oli, you were hanging around Joe’s flat. You and Joe were quite close so you often popped by for a quick visit before or after classes at Uni. That day, you were eating lunch with him before your next class.
That was when Oli showed up. The pair were planning to film a few videos and then head out to dinner once they were done. You thought you would be out the door before Oli arrived, but you weren’t. He walked through the door and introduced himself with a hug. He seemed very sweet, and something about him just had you smitten.
You exchanged numbers casually and before you knew it, you were dating. Being with Oli was great. He was just about the greatest person you had ever met and it still blew you away that you were able to call him yours. The only problem was, Joe didn’t know. You weren’t sure how he would react. He never strictly told you you couldn’t date any of his friends, but something just felt weird about it, like some unspoken rule hung in the air that a girl should never date one of her brother’s friends. Obviously you’d have to tell Joe someday, but you were content not knowing when that day was.
It was a Saturday afternoon and Oli was at your flat. You had a horribly sore throat and a bit of a stuffy nose, so you weren’t in the mood to do anything but cuddle in bed and watch films all day. You forbid Oli to come over until you knew for sure that you weren’t contagious. Once the doctor gave you the okay, you called him over immediately. Oli walked in to your flat with a smoothie from your favorite smoothie shop which you eagerly held out your hands to accept. “How’re you feeling?” he asked, sitting beside you and brushing your hair away from your forehead. “You’re boiling.”
“I know,” you whispered, your voice scratchy. “I’ve got a fever but I’m freezing. And you know when you feel so ill that you just want to cry? That’s how I feel, but crying hurts.”
“Babe,” Oli said sympathetically.
“It’s okay,” you said. “Please, just come cuddle?”
Oli laughed and laid in bed beside you, pulling your whole body into his. You resumed the film you were watching as you snuggled up against Oli. His thumb was rubbing circles on your hip absentmindedly, his eyes fixated on Zootopia playing on the TV. You wrapped one leg and one arm over Oli and laid your head in the crook of his neck. Oli chuckled. “Comfortable?” he asked.
“You’re so warm,” you mumbled into his skin. Oli turned his head and placed a kiss to your forehead. That was the last thing you felt before you drifted off to sleep.
The sound you woke up to was a familiar voice shouting, “Oi! Wake up you two!” You forced your eyes open and blinked a few times to adjust to the light. When you did, you saw your brother standing in the doorway. Oli had also fallen asleep but was awake now, sitting up quickly, causing you to fall slightly onto the bed.
“How long have you been standing there?” Oli asked, his face a bit red.
“I reckon a bit longer than you’d like,” Joe almost laughed. “So, how long’s this been going on for?” You looked at Oli hesitantly, but Oli was focused on Joe.
“Five months?” you said weakly.
“You don’t seem upset,” Oli stated, his eyebrows furrowed.
“I’m not,” Joe shrugged. “Better you than Jack or Conor or something. I actually trust you, can’t believe you didn’t tell me though.” He had a smile on his face like he was trying not to laugh at you and Oli. “Anyway,” Joe said, “When Zoe found out you were sick she told me to come by with a smoothie, but I see you already have one. Lucky me, then.” He took a sip of the smoothie through the straw and turned to walk out the door. “Please keep the PDA to a minimum!” he called behind him.
Once you heard your flat door close, you and Oli looked at each other. He had a smile on his face and you were giggling a bit. “That went well,” you said. Oli laughed.
“Yeah, thank god.”