let me love you
let me love you
so you may or may not have caught a little cold. kinda sucks. your head hurts, you feel nauseous, and you got a pretty dang high fever. well sucks to be you because you have an important exam today, and it affects half your grade. fun. so you just gotta tough it out, right? nah. kita disagrees. to home you go. but don't worry. you won’t be sitting at home feeling sick and sorry for yourself. a certain someone will be there the whole time to take care of you.
kita shinsuke x reader
warnings: none, just fluff!
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a/n: i didn’t proofread. there are bound to be some spelling/grammar/story mistakes.
you crammed the rest of your toast into your mouth and booked it. you had an important exam today and you were about to miss it. your legs flew as you ran as fast as you could to inarizaki. you needed to get their fast. your head was pounding. and no, not because of the stress of almost being late- it was literally pounding in pain.
you had woken up this morning with nausea and a horrible headache. but you couldn’t miss the exam, so you had grabbed some pills and dashed out the door. that may have been a bad choice, but oh well.
you felt like you were about to throw up. running this fast while feeling this nauseous also probably wasn't such a great idea. but hey, you might as well continue this trend of great ideas.
you burst through the doors just as the bell rang. phew. stopping to catch your breath, you could feel a wave of nausea hit you. your head pounded and your vision was blurry. you saw flashing lights as you staggered to your first class.
somehow, you miraculously made it through the period without fainting. as you walked out of the classroom, you could feel it getting worse. you had your exam in a couple of periods and you had to focus for it. it was almost half your grade, for pete’s sake! you sighed and rubbed your head. the pills were most definitely not working. your vision blurry, you stumbled down the hallway, eyes spinning, head pounding, you could barely see or hear anything. suddenly, you bumped into someone. trying your best to see their face, you looked up. you recognized it. kita shinsuke. your boyfriend.
“hello, y/n.” he said, in his usual monotonous voice.
“hi, kita!” you replied, trying to cover up your sickness. if kita knew you were sick, he would probably have you head home. and you couldn’t afford for that to happen.
“you look unwell.” he stated. “are you feeling alright?”
what the- is he a flipping mind reader? he legit almost instantly knew what-
this man is a sorcerer i swear-
“huh? no, i’m completely fine. don’t worry!” you answered, trying your best to sound chirpy and well.
“your physical appearance states otherwise. your face is pale, you’ve been staggering, you look like you’re in pain, and i can tell by your tone that you’re hiding something from me.” he responded, his facial expression not changing. “not to mention, you didn't even see me and ran into me.” he added. “also...” kita placed the back of his hand on your forehead. “you have a fever.”
you sighed. there was no getting around this. you just had to try and convince him. “look, babe. i’m sorry. i know that i’m sick, but i have an important exam and i need to take it. pleaseeeee?” you pleaded, looking up at kita with your best puppy eyes.
“no. go home.”
“huh? wait, no, please-”
“go home.”
“please, babe, i need to take my exa-” you were cut off by kita lifting you up in the air bridal style and walking you to the front entrance. he set you down carefully at the door.
“go home.”
you sighed. there was no getting around it. you began your walk home. it was a good thing you lived so close. you sighed as you unlocked the door and flopped down on your bed. you didn't even bother changing out of your uniform. you just closed your eyes and uncomfortably began to drift off.
you awoke once again around four hours later to the smell of delicious okayu, as well as the gentle, fragrant scent of hot shoga-yu.
you weakly try your best to sit up, and the second you do, your head pounds loudly. however, you somehow miraculously manage to hobble down the stairs to the kitchen.
your eyes teared up at the sight. there he was, kita shinsuke. he was cooking that wonderful okayu and was seeping the shoga-yu. at the sound of your footsteps, he turned around to see that you had awoken. he rushed to you quickly.
“y/n. you shouldn’t be standing like that. sit down.” and with that, he swept you off your feet and placed you down at the couch. he quickly grabbed a blanket and gently laid it over your figure.
“stay there. i’ll be with you in a second.” kita told you as he rushed back to the kitchen.
just a moment later, kita walked in with a tray. on top sat a piping hot bowl of okayu and a steaming cup of shoga-yu. it looked and smelled delicious.
“okayu and shoga-yu are good for colds. eat up.” he told you, spooning up some of the porridge and holding it up to your face. “come on. open up.” he said.
you smiled. “aaa~” you said, opening up your mouth.
he gently moved the porridge into your mouth and carefully took it out once you closed your mouth.
you sighed. the okayu tasted heavenly. warm, comforting, and savory, due to the salmon that had been cooked to perfection, as well as the nori. you gingerly picked up the cup of shoga-yu and placed it on your lips and took a sip. the taste of the fragrant, slightly sweet ginger was amazing. you sighed in content. kita merely just sat beside you and continued to feed you the food.
“you need to eat. it’s good for you." kita told you, spooning some more into your mouth.
“yep. thanks, kita.” you replied, taking the hot okayu off of the spoon.
“you know, you need to take better care of yourself, y/n.” kita told you.
“yea, yea. i know. i’m sorry.” you answered.
“i won’t have time to take care of you all the time.” kita scolded.
you looked up at him. you could tell 100% that he was lying.
“yep.” you answered. but you smiled. you knew that no matter what happened, kita would always be by your side. and he knew it too.
“look, kita. it’s ok. i can take care of myself. just because you’re my prince charming doesn’t mean that you have to force your love onto me when i can do it myself.” you teased.
kita just looked away and blushed.
“no. let me love you.”