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In which I’m a sick baby

Ok so what’s up I’m feeling very sick right now (loving that cold/flu season vibe) and so I wanted to write a sickfic. Short backstory; I have a sort of headcanon yellow team from tf2 and the sniper and medic on that team are 2 of my romantic f/os. They’re a lot different from red and blu, because they’re a lot more happy and less sadistic, and idk they’re just soft and I love them a lot so anyways on with the fic

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“NooOoOoOooo...”

“Leibe, please just take your medicine and have a nap.”

“NO!!!!! It tastes -COUGH COUGH- awful!! Please, Lud,-COUGH- just let my immune system handle this one by -COUGH- itself. And I’m not tired!” I say even though I’m definitely sick. My throat is sore and raspy, and I have a cough that just will not quit!

“Gott, see, I cant even understand you when you’re hacking up your lungs like that! Come on, please?” His silly, almost sing-songy voice playfully begged for me to just take the dang cough drop. He followed up with an incentive; “The sooner you take it and feel better, the sooner Mick and I can kiss you again!” Just yesterday I had woken up with a very sore throat, and my loves, understandably, put a no-mouth-contact order on me. I didn’t want them to get sick either, and I thought it was fair, but still, I am definitely feeling a little deprived of affection, and he must know it. I begrudgingly reach for the honey and lemon flavored cough drop and unwrap it.

“Fine, but just so you know, -cough- I’m only taking this nasty thing because I really, -cough- REALLY love you two,” I say as I pop the thing in my mouth. It tastes like Pine Sol-flavored paraffin wax, but if it’ll make me, and in turn my boyfriends, feel better, then it isn’t such a bad thing to have to endure.

“Thank you schatz, now please remember to drink some water and take a little nap. I’ll come back and check on you soon.” He pets my head, and is about to walk out of the room when he suddenly turns around and comes back, places a kiss right on my cheek, and cheerfully chirps while walking away, presumably to go back out to work, “It’s worth the risk if it’s you. Feel better!”