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Sick!Snotlout X Reader

I had warned my boyfriend that trying to touch the unknown dragon just because Ruff and Tuff dared him to was stupid, but of course, who listens to their loving girlfriend that just wants to keep him safe.

Once they ignored me and left, I headed off to go finish some chores and tend to my dragon. As expected, within 30 minutes, Ruffnut was running back yelling something about Snotlout getting hit by the dragon and as a result, he couldn't stop puking.

I hurriedly followed the blond woman to Snotlout's hut, hearing him long before I saw him. Loud retches echoed throughout the sick boy's hut, and I quickly pushed the door open and ran into the room. I saw my sick boyfriend curled up in the corner with a bucket and sighed sympathetically.

Tuffnut was sitting beside him, awkwardly patting his back. I quickly shooed the blonde, dreadlocked boy away and took his spot next to my boyfriend. I placed a comforting hand on Snotlout's back as he continued to bring up wave after wave of sick.

He threw up about 4 more times before his stomach was finally empty. He could no longer bring anything up, even though his stomach was still hellbent on getting rid of every last bit.

I pried the sick filled bucket out of Snotlout's hands. He protested weakly saying he was still nauseous, but I could tell he was empty for now; and if I'm wrong, I will clean it up, no big deal.

I pulled him up, tired of his whining about throwing up again, and dropped him gently on his bed. I pulled his helmet off and placed it on the dresser across from his bed. I tucked him in and watched as his eyes fluttered closed.

Once I was sure he was asleep, I headed out of the hut and got a glass of water and a cold cloth. On my way back I grabbed the sick filled bin I had placed outside and emptied and cleaned it.

Once I had all my things, I finally entered the hut and returned to my now asleep boyfriend. I placed the glass of water on the bedside table and placed the sick bucket on the floor, before gently setting the cold cloth on his fevered forehead.

I debated leaving him to go finish chores, since I had specifically told him not to do that dare, or staying with him since he was still my boyfriend and I didn't wanna leave him when he was feeling so ill.

I let out a stubborn huff and turned on my heel, heading out of the hut to finish chores. I had specifically told him not to touch the unknown dragon and he still did, so now, he gets to deal with the consequences. I reasoned with myself.

Even with my stubborn reasoning, I still couldn't help the worry that seeped through, distracting me from my work. It didn't take Hiccup long to notice my zoned out state. He had obviously found out about Snotlout by now, so he was questioning why I was out here.

Everyone else had long finished, and I was still stuck on my first chore. I let out a sigh dropping the rag I was using to clean and sat down, falling against the wall that was previously next to me.

Hiccup was soon beside me, curiosity finally taking over. "Hey, I heard Snotlout was sick. Why are you out here instead of with him?" Hiccup questioned.

"I specifically told him NOT to go and touch the damn dragon and he did it anyway, so he can deal with his consequences alone!" I huffed out angrily.

"(Y/n) I can tell by the amount of work that you've gotten done that you're clearly worried about Snotlout. Go take care of him." Hiccup's little speech sent me bounding back off to my boyfriend's hut, my worry for his health had fully taken over by now.

I quietly opened the door and stepped into the hut. Snotlout still laid asleep on the bed, and thankfully the sick bin was empty. I walked up to him and gently stroked his tousled hair.

He let out a soft groan and his eyes fluttered open. "(Y/n) I'm so sorry for not listening, please don't leave again." Snotlout cried.

"Hey easy hun, I'm not going anywhere." He visibly relaxed after I said that, and it wasn't long before he was begging for cuddles. I rolled my eyes letting out a small chuckle and crawled into the semi large bed behind my sick boyfriend.

"Are you feeling any better?" I whispered quietly to him. I frowned when he shook his head softly. "What's wrong?" I questioned in the same soft voice.

"Head and stomach hurt" he mumbled sleepily.

"You feel sick or does it just hurt."

"Feel sick" he mumbled again.

"Okay well let me know if you need the bucket okay hun?" I asked softly. He gave a small nod and I laid my head on the pillow, still snuggled into Snotlout, and began gently playing with his hair.

I was one of the few people he'd let touch it. I grazed my nails along his scalp and down by his temples, hoping to ease his headache even just a little. I was positive he was asleep by now from the even breathing and small snores, so I must have done something right.

I stopped petting his hair and instead curled back around him. I placed my now still hand on Snotlout's stomach and began rubbing gentle circles across it. Hopefully it helped cause I liked this position better.

The sick boy only got 45 minutes of sleep before his stomach was revolting once again. He shot up out of my embrace and scrambled for the trash can.

At this point I was wide away, my slightly groggy state scared away by the sudden movements. I grabbed the bin Snotlout was struggling to reach for and handed it to him. Just as I handed it to him, the first wave of sick flew out of his mouth. Luckily he had the bin by then.

I grabbed the longer front pieces of his hair so they wouldn't get puke in them, and then used my other free hand to rub Snotlout's back. He was still pretty much empty from earlier, so he only brought up a few mouthfuls of bile, before he was once again dry retching.

He didn't fight me this time when I took away the bucket, he too could clearly see that there was nothing left to bring up. I set the bile splattered bucket on the floor to clean later and turned back around to gauge Snotlout's condition.

I grabbed the glass of water off the nightstand and handed it to him. Snotlout took 3 big gulps of the cool liquid before I pulled the glass out of his hand and put it back on the table. I didn't water him to drink too much and get sick again.

I placed the cold cloth back on my boyfriend's feverish forehead once he laid back down. I sat on the edge of the bed until he fell asleep again, then grabbed the bucket and left the hut to empty it.

A/n: Well I hope yall enjoyed, I started this before I got all the requests, so I decided to finish it before starting any new stories. I will be posting the Sick!Sasuke fic within the next few weeks, and leave me any other requests you have in the comments. BYEEEEE!!!!

~Luna