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>When your Sick, Pt 2<

Tommy
"Hey, y/n are you sure your okay?" Tommy asks you.

To be honest, no, you were not. You felt like shit. Your throat was sore and your eyes felt heavy. Everything ached and you just wanted to go to bed.

"No, not really." You say hoarsely.

"Here come on, I'll bring you to my place, it's closer." He offers. You nod and stand up locking your arm with his.

You and Tommy had decided to go on a walk together since you had both been so busy. You with school and him with his streaming. You both wanted to just relax for a day together.

You woke up and immediately knew you were sick but you didn't want to miss seeing Tommy today. It had been a few weeks since you both had seen each other for longer than a few minutes.

When you both arrived his mom immediately noticed your sick state.

"Dear come here, lay down." She ushers you over to the sofa and lays you down.

"It's just a head-cold ma'am." You assure her.

"A head-cold is a cold non the less, now hush." She says. You smile at her bickering and once she's satisfied with her care you leave you to rest and Tommy stays by you.

"You can go to sleep." He says.

"But I promised to spend the day with you." You whine.

"Go to bed you pretentious prick." He laughs. "I'll be here when u wake up and then we can watch a movie of some sort." He says. You agree and slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep.

Ranboo
You walked into your high school the smell of body odor was enough to push your already upset stomach over the edge.

You ran over to the nearest trash bin and chucked up your stomach. You felt a hand on your back and another hold your hair.

You looked up once you were done to see Ranboo looking down at you worriedly.

"Okay, I'm gonna take you home." He says softly. You nod and he keeps one of his arms around your shoulder. You both quickly walk to your house and he lets you inside before running back to school before the bell rang.

You laid on the couch and didn't move for the rest of the day other and to use the bathroom and to throw up in the bucket that was next to you.

Your parents both worked important jobs so they were gone for a few days out of state.

You eventually dozed off until you heard a knocking at your door. You waddled over to it and opened it. You didn't get a good look at who it was before they walked into your house and somehow you were being carried alongside them.

They laid you down and sat in front of you, you were now covered by a warm fuzzy blanket. You looked and saw Ranboo fussing over you, making sure you were tucked in properly and making sure that your hair was out of your face.

"Ranboo what the-"

"Shh, it's fine. I want to help." He says softly. "I know you've been doing a shit job of taking care of yourself." He says as he grabs your bucket of vomit and empties it in the toilet and washes it out before returning it to you.

"Thanks." You say softly, a small blush creeping onto your face.

"You are very welcome." He smiles kindly. He leans down and presses his nose to yours. "Boop." He says softly.

Technoblade
"Heh?" Techno says confused as you lay on the couch sickly.

"I'm a sick dude." You say groggily.

"Uhh, anything I can do for you?" He asks.

"Just get your ass over here and cuddle me." You grumble.

"Can do ma'am." He smirks walking over to you. And there you both stayed.