Really?
Media Nanny Mcphee Age Up
Character Simon Brown
Couple Simon X Reader
Rating Smut
Concept Fake Sick
Smut Hj / Hints of Bj’s and sex
I hummed my little tune to myself as I worked cleaning up the kitchen from breakfast and of course, making a start on lunch. All while hearing the usual ruckus from upstairs given such a full house. I heard the lady of the house making her way down the stairs slowly so I smiled "Good morning Mrs brown"
"Morning y/n" she smiled back as she reached the kitchen floor holding her now seven-month bump "Do you have any toast?"
"Mr Brown says not to give you any more toast Mrs brown," I told her
"He would, wouldn't he?" she rolled her eyes a moment before heading over and sitting at the table "But secret toast?"
I smiled and got her some secret toast as it was all she had been craving since finding out she was pregnant "How's things?"
"Alright, Agatha is doing her reading. Most of the others are off to do their chores. And he's gone to work" she explained
"That's good then"
"Ohh all except Simon," she says
"Oh? Why? What's he done now?" I sighed
"He's sick," she says
"Sick?"
"Umm fever, pale, tummy ache"
"Hummm…"
"It's alright I told him to stay in bed, he did ask if you were going to come up and take care of him"
"I bet he did" I chuckled as I worked scrubbing the pan from breakfast's eggs "Evangeline?"
"Umm?" She asks having more toast
"What day is it?" I asked
"Thursday the 19th"
"Hummmm" I pondered adding the pan to the drying rack, turning and leaning my hip on the sink as I dried my hands "Funny. How Simon gets six… On a Thursday. The day the maths tutor comes"
"You think he's fibbing?"
"I don't know. You know I have some time before lunch I think I will go see he's alright"
"I'm sure that'll cheer him up. Have fun" she smiled
"Ohh I will" I smirked, heading up the stairs out of the kitchens and into the main house, I hurried up the rickety wooden stairs heading up. Arriving at was once the bedroom of the many brown children however given they had all since grown so much it was now a playroom or study room filled with toys, books, and such for them all to use, many having their own rooms or sharing with a sibling or so. I saw Agatha working hard on her reading at one of the little tables so I gave her a wave before I headed up the second stairwell getting somewhat out of breath even if I do end up coming up here a lot of my time. Until I reached the attic room heading inside the rather tall but thin room with a large round window. Simon has occupied this room as long as I've known him. And I've been here a good while now. After Evangeline went from being the scullery maid to the lady of the house they basically needed someone to replace her usual duties as Cook was going to do them, at first they took on simply a lady from town but after a while she left and I replaced her and cook left not long after that so I became a combination of both I suppose but I didn't mind I liked it here and I was already involved with the family anyway. I made my way inside the room as usual and I spotted his wooden bed full of fluffy blankets being the oldest he wanted to be on his own so he took this old dusty attic as his room and slowly made it his own. He lay in the bed hugging his blankets surrounded by tissues.
"Simon?" I glared at the foot of the bed which made him stir slowly opening his eyes and smiling
"Y/n, you came to see me" he coughed a good few times into a tissue in his hand
"You're sick?"
"Umm humm" he nods sitting up to lean against his headboard
I sighed and sat on the bed giving him a poke and a prod in little places doing little checks like his temperature, making him open his mouth and all the usual stuff "What's the matter with you then?"
"I have a tummy ache. My throat is sore. I have a temperature. I'm really sleepy. And I keep coughing" he explained
"humm you don't look sick"
"I feel sick" he answered his voice sounded like he'd been swallowing sandpaper
"Simon" I glared
And he clearly picked up what was happening "I really am sick buttercup"
"No. You always do that, you always use my per name when you're trying to get out of things"
"No, I don't!"
"Simon?"
"....I really am sick. I'm just happy to see you." He says taking my hand "It's nice when in sick to have my buttercup come take care of me" he smiled stroking his thumb on my hand
"You're really sick?"
"I'm really sick"
"Alright" I sighed giving his head a kiss
"Umm that makes me feel better though" he smiled
"I'm sure it does, would you like an extra blanket?"
"Yes please buttercup"
I nodded and went to the cupboard getting him an extra blanket which I happily tucked around him to keep him cosy "So this doesn't have anything to do with it being a Thursday? When will the maths tutor visit?'
"It's Thursday? Ohh I didn't realise” he yawns
"And nothing to do with that maths test you have to take this week?"
"Ohh no, I'd forgotten all about that," he says before coughing again "You don't believe me do you?"
"There's a lot of reasons for you to fake it, Simon"
"Don't you trust me?" I didn't even answer, I just looked at him "Fair enough. But really I am sick, y/n" he pouts
"Don't get all grumpy just because I'm questioning you, you have a track record for these types of things Simon. You're the boy who cried tummy ache" I laughed "You can't blame me for being suspicious especially when it's over a day when something you don't like is happening"
"Don't you love me buttercup? Don't you trust that I wouldn't lie to my lovely girlfriend?" He asks
"That's not helping you seem less suspicious Simon. And you know if you pull a good enough performance being sick in front of your stepmother she'll come and tell me how sick you are and I'll come up to take care of you all day"
"It's a perk of being sick" he smiled
"But you really are sick?"
"I'm really sick"
"Alright then, I guess that means no lunch for you?"
"No no, I definitely couldn't eat anything"
"No jelly and ice cream till you're better?"
"That seems like the best plan buttercup"
"And we'll have to make sure the tutor knows your lesson is cancelled"
"If you think that's best"
"And nothing but healthy fruit and stew"
"If you're sure"
"And no cuddles till you're all better?"
"... but Buttercup"
"No, if you're too sick for work you're too sick for cuddles"
"But … cuddles make me feel better"
"Well we can't risk me getting sick, can we? So no cuddles till you're all better. Unless you're not really sick?"
"...I suppose that makes sense." He sighed
"And no kisses either"
"No kisses"
"No, I have to make dinner for the whole house including your stepmother who is pregnant. I can't get sick I'll give it to everyone"
"...fine" he pouted
"And no overnights"
"What!" He jumped "B-b-but but buttercup-"
"No. If you’re that sick we can't have any overnight stays"
"Well… I don't think I'm that sick-"
"Ohh?"
"I mean I'm sick but it's not that bad really, but if that's what's best as I'm so sick"
"Ummm… shame if you were well we could cuddle and have kisses and I'd be able to stay over tonight, and you've been working so hard lately I'd have to give you a nice reward" I suggested
And he looked like a desperate puppy begging for a scrap of food "Really?"
"Of course, but we can't. Not if your sick Simon" I told him tucking him in a little more "Aww and it was my turn to be on top wasn't it, oh well it'll just have to wait till you’re all better" I smiled
And he looked so desperate he could cry "Now you're just being mean to me. I'm sick you're meant to be nice and take care of me"
"I am taking care of you I'm making sure you don't overstrain yourself, Simon"
"But buttercup, you know how much I've been… looking forward to it. And who knows it might really help me feel better?"
"It could? But I bet my poor sick boy would prefer something else to make him feel better" I smirked moving my hand under his blankets meeting his already half-hard erection and immediately his hips worked into me shifting to make it easier for me to take him in hand
"Ummmmm… yes" he gasps leaning his head against the headboard suspiciously the gravel in his voice suddenly disappeared but quickly returned "That uhh that would make me feel better"
"I'm sure, wouldn't that be nice?" I asked stroking him just how he liked
"Uuhhh! Ummm hummm that would be nice buttercup" he smirked grinding against my hand I happily worked for a while letting him enjoy himself getting him close so much so he was badly grinding against my hand and rolling his head against his headboard, gasps and groans falling from his lips and his hand grabbing the sheets in reaction to his pleasure
"Are you feeling a little better Simon?'
"Yes! Oh god yes! Buttercup…please as I'm sick?" He begs
"I don't know if you have a tummy ache. Should we really stress you too much?" I smirked slowing my hand
"No no! I'll be okay, it's fine!" He complained desperate for me to continue
"But I don't want to make you feel any worse Simon. Of course, if you weren't sick I'd have just given you your special kisses" I suggested and -
"I'm not sick! I'm not sick! I'm fine! Please buttercup!" He begs the act completely gone as he pleaded
"But you're sick?"
"I'm fine! I'm all better!"
"You can't have gotten all better so quickly?"
"I wasn't really sick! I was faking, please buttercup, please! You know I love your special kisses"
"Simon!"
"Ohh no… I'm in trouble aren't I?"
"You’re in big trouble for lying to me. Now get out of bed. Get dressed and go do your chores."
"Yes y/n" he sighed getting out of bed and getting dressed
"And if you're good and do well on your test you can have special kisses tonight alright?"
"You promise?"
"I promise"
"Alright"
"Good," I smiled kissing him before I headed out with him in tow kicking him off to do his chores as I headed back to the kitchen where Evangeline still sat with more toast
"How is he?"
"Well what do you know he's found the energy to get up and get his chores done" I smiled as I started on lunch
"Hummm magical that. You must have some witchcraft-like power of making him feel better" she says
"Something like that" I chuckled











