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Sick!Tony Stark X Reader

(Y/n)'s POV:

It was about 2 am when I heard the sounds of retching coming from a nearby bathroom. I carefully climbed out of the warm blankets, having a pretty good idea of who it was when my boyfriend wasn't laying next to me in bed. At the end of the hall, the door was slightly ajar, with light leaking through the open crack. I gently push it open and was greeted with the sight of a pale, sweaty Tony bent over the toilet, puking violently.

"Jesus, Tony," I gasped as I ran to go help him. "Are you alright?" I thought he was just hungover from lasts night party, but the unnatural heat emitting from his skin told me this was much worse.

"Does it look like I'm al-" Tony's weak retort was interrupted by another wave of puke forcing itself up his throat. On a normal day, I would prolly get mad at Tony for giving me attitude, but today, when he was in this condition, all I could bring myself to do was fall to my knees next to my sickly boyfriend and gently begin rubbing his sweaty, shirtless back. I knew he had a fever and was clearly nauseous, but I didn't really know what else was going on and I had to know the full extent of his symptoms before I could give him any meds for them.

I continued rubbing his back until he was done throwing up, then grabbed some toilet paper to clean his mouth. Once I was done, I flushed the toilet, and slowly helped Tony down the hall and back to our shared bedroom. I tucked him in bed and pulled the corner trash can to his side of the bed within reach. After he was comfy, I walked to our connecting bathroom, which for some reason Tony didn't go to, and grab some stomach relaxers, fever reducers, a cold wet cloth and a glass of water, then return to my bedridden boyfriend.

I set the cold cloth on his feverish forehead and place the glass of water and pills on the bedside table. I then go to my side of the bed and lay down next to Tony. He wastes no time cuddling into my chest and I gently rub his back. I could tell he was really sick since he wasn't complaining 24/7 like he usually does when he doesn't feel good.

That didn't last long, however, because 10 minutes later, I heard small whines emitting from my supposed to be sleeping, boyfriend. "You okay baby?" I question him gently. "Your stomach upset again?" He just gave me a weak nod so I reached over him to grab the trash bin on the floor and hand it to him. He sticks his head deep in the bin as the first retch washes over him.

I rub large circles on his back as he brings up a few waves of sick into the plastic bin. Once his stomach finally settled, I took the barf splattered bin to the bathroom to clean it then went back and cuddled behind Tony again, raking my hands through his hair. He always got really clingy when he was sick so I made sure to have some contact at all times. I stayed with him till he drifted off, then quickly ran to the kitchen to get Tony something light to eat, he needed something in his system.

I grabbed a small sleeve of crackers and a small bowl of broth then head back up the elevator to our room. Tony was awake and sitting up when I got back. "Where did you go? You left." He said sadly.

"Yeah Hunny, I went to get you something to eat so you won't be so empty. Can you try and at least nibble on a few crackers?" He just gives me a small, weak nod and grabs the first cracker with shakey hands. Relieved that it didn't make an immediate reappearance, he ate another, gulping it down with a sip of water. He ate 3 crackers and a few swigs of water then laid back down, putting to cold cloth over his forehead and eyes. "Wait, before you fall asleep, I have some meds here so you can feel better. Just a fever reducer, and stomach relaxer okay?"

He gives me another nod from under the cloth and holds his hands out for the said pills. I place them in his hand and also give him the glass of water. Tony makes quick work of the pills with a few sips of water, then beckons for me to come lay down behind him again. I work my hands through his hair again and it doesn't take long for my illness ridden boyfriend to drift off into a fevered sleep once again.

A/n: Sorry they've been so short lately I'm running a little dry. Do y'all wanna see Steve Harrington next and if so, drunk/hungover or sick???? well anyway, leave me requests in the comments, BYEEE!!!

~Luna