9.40pm
(Y'all shall be getting a timestamp drabble for this month because I've been under the weather this past few weeks and it's been miserable 💀 the weather has been so cold lately my body can't adapt to it and I'm just coughing nonstop so I'm just gonna write some very self-indulgent stuff)
Warning(s): You're sick.
Word count: About 1.1k
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Through the darkness, you could hear footsteps from afar, leading you to an unknown place. Although you would not see your surroundings, you were calm and comfortably warm. You weren't too sure where you were or how you got here but it felt nice and comforting enough for you to stay where you were. Settling down, you thought to yourself, "This isn't too bad of a place."
Hearing the muffled footsteps approach, you attempted to look around you yet again, only to still be met with darkness. Frowning, you stood back up cautiously, aware that you were no longer alone.
A sudden impact from your side forced a choked gasp of air to escape your lips as you were blinded by a dazzling light as your eyes ripped open in shock. You would have been concerned that whatever you were looking at was spinning or that everything seemed too bright but your body took control before your mind could and you wrecked out into wheezing coughs the moment your body woke up. Only when the coughing let up slightly did you manage to slowly reopen your eyes, groaning as the lights stung and caused tears to automatically start rolling out. Realizing that there was an extra weight on your thighs, you slowly turned to be met with a very concerned look from your girlfriend.
“You’re sick.”
Her usually loud voice was barely a whisper and through the fog, you realized that she probably lowered it for your sake. Wheezing out another cough, you cleared your throat to reply to her, only to find yourself weakly giving a hum, your brain struggling to form a coherent sentence.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
Pouting at the disappointment in her voice, you turned your head to bury yourself against your cool pillow. You knew that if you had given Bora a call, she would have dropped everything to rush over to look after you. As touching and heart-swooning as that were, you didn’t want to be a burden and interrupt her already busy schedule thinking that you could just sleep it off and get better. That obviously was not the case seeing as to how you didn’t seem to get better but instead struggle to even get out of bed and even missed your girlfriend’s phone calls with you drifting in and out of consciousness due to the medicine you ate.
Bora could probably tell how the guilt rolled off you as you hear her sigh and gently brush strands of hair behind your ear, cold hands pressing up against your forehead. A part of you wanted to tell her to not touch you, knowing that you haven’t had the strength to get up to wash up but the other parts of you relaxed at her touch, feeling relief that someone was there. Feeling her pull away and shuffle off you, a moment of panic washed over you, and through your heavy limbs, you reached for her with a whine before inevitably breaking out into a fit of coughs again.
Feeling her cool hands come back in contact with your heated skin as she gently guided you to lay back down fully, you heard another sigh before soft lips were placed on your head.
“I’m just going to make you some soup. I won’t be gone for long. Promise.”
Huffing, you nodded slowly as Bora placed another gentle peck near your lips, causing your lips to pull up into a tired smile. Squinting and watching as she left the room, you finally glanced around the room to see it spin and before nausea could get ahold of you, you closed your eyes again. Just like that, sleep overtook you again.
The next time you opened your eyes again, you didn’t feel any better but there was a damp cloth sitting on your forehead. Weakly looking to your sides, you saw a bowl of what you’d presume to be water on the bedside. Wanting to reach up to remove the cloth, you found yourself nicely tucked into the blankets. At this point, you knew that it was the doing of your lovely girlfriend. Pushing yourself up onto your elbows, you fought back the itch in your throat but failed and started coughing yet again. This time, however, you hear the thumping of steps as Bora ran into the room and she quickly started patting and rubbing your back to ease the coughing. Once it let up slightly, you looked up to see her with the same concerned look but with a mask on. You suppose that you were staring as she helped you sit up against the bedrest as she shook her head and cleared a space.
“I’m here to help you get better, not get myself sick too.”
Turning and leaving the room once again, she came back with the portable table and set it up in front of you before going back out again to retrieve a steaming bowl of soup. Although you didn’t have much of an appetite, your body responded with a loud growl at the sight of food being served to you. Bora let out a laugh at the way you could still act embarrassed and urged you to eat up. You couldn’t help but notice that your girlfriend was staring at you while you were eating so when you finally found the courage, you looked up from your soup to meet her eyes questioningly.
“You know you’re not a burden right? Even I will get sick eventually and I will definitely want you to be there for me too.”
Knowing that she hit the sore spot right on point as you quickly avoided eye contact and took another spoonful of soup, she sighed again.
“It’s okay to call on me whenever. I promised you that I will be here for you before and I intend to keep that promise.”
Seeing you nod slowly and look back up at her once again, she reached forward to give you a little pinch on your cheeks before sitting down by the side of the bed.
“Plus, you know. This is like practice for our wedding vows. In sickness and in health.”
On cue, you dropped your spoon into the bowl as you started another coughing fit, face flushing as her words repeated in your head. Hearing her loud laughter, you glared at her as she watched your reaction and fell over on the bed, still in giggles. Huffing in amusement, you shook your head. Yet as absurd as that was, you could feel your body warming up at the thought of the domesticity of a future between the both of you and suddenly your limbs were not as heavy and you felt like you could breathe in the freshest of air without the urge to cough. Although it was still cold outside and your body would take just a bit longer to recover, you could feel your body healing with just her presence.
