footballer imagines

Erling Haaland

This morning your boyfriend Erling woke up sick. He told you that he felt unwell, had a migraine and that was it. He wouldn't say anymore because he didn't want you to stress out and he could 'look after himself'. Although, you knew that wasn't true. He acted all tough but truly he was a big teddy bear at heart. That probably explains why he has so many soft toys.

You decided you would make some soup and tea for him, maybe that would make him feel a little better. And also brought up some medicine for him to take. You opened the door to the pitch black bedroom, walked quietly over to the bed and turned on the lamp.

Erling was half asleep with his teddy in hand. "how are you feeling?" you asked and put the back of your hand on his forehead to feel his temperature. "i'm okay." he replied. But you knew he wasn't because he definitely was not himself.

You swished the few strands of hair away from his eyes. "i made you some tea and soup." he sat up when he heard the word 'soup', "wait, medicine first." you picked up the bottle of medicine and he frowned. "i don't need medicine." you knew this would happen, he insisted he was 'fine'.
"please just take some for me?" it would make you feel better knowing that he took it. "no." he still refused.

You huffed. "fine. i'll take away your teddy then." He was like a child. This is what you always did when he wouldn't do something. He loved his teddy, he had it since he was a little baby. It was old and worn out now but he still had it with him when he slept.

"nooo, please i need it to sleep!" he begged. "you can have it back when you take your medicine!" he still wouldn't though. he laid with his arms cross. "okay if you're going to be stubborn then i'll leave you to it." you left the room without giving his teddy back.

1 hour later

you went back into the bedroom, Erl was watching Tv in the dark this time. He ate his soup and drank his tea, but still not taken the medicine. "are you going to take your medicine now?" you got up on the bed. "fine." finally, he actually took it. so you gave him his stuffed animal back and he had the biggest smile on his face.

You looked at your phone and it was 11pm. That was late enough, plus you were already tired. You turned on your side to face Erling who was already asleep, you soon drifted off too.

A few hours later you woke up to your boyfriend screaming. You whipped your head around to see that he was still asleep and that tears were streaming down his cheeks. "Erl? babe?" you shook him to try and wake him.

He finally woke up and immediately stopped screaming. His breathing was heavy. "shhh, it's okay." you soothed. "i had a nightmare." you cupped his face with your hands, his breathing started to slow down as he calmed down. "don't worry everything's okay, it wasn't real" he laid back again, knowing that everything was okay.
"go back to sleep." you said laying back down and making sure he was okay before falling asleep again.

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