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Sick!Levi X Reader

A/n: Im giving yall my OC's powers for story purposes. Anyways

Request: they were coming back to the walls from a mission and Levi's stomach starts to make him uncomfortable on the way back. Even tho he felt like garbage- he manages to act half as normal but the "reader" notices something was wrong.

(Y/n)'s POV:

I could tell the whole fifth day of the expedition that something was wrong with my boyfriend. Nobody else noticed the slight changes in his features, but for me, it was clear as day. The more we rode back towards the walls the more uncomfortable he looked. There was really no way for me to talk to him about it however without alerting all the others that something was wrong with their captain since none of them seemed to have noticed.

About 20 minutes into the ride I watched Levi wrap a protective arm around his stomach. I could tell something was really wrong when he did this. Levi had the strongest stomach of anyone I knew, so if his stomach was bothering him that meant he was really sick. I decided to just keep an extra close eye on him for now, since there wasn't really anything else I could do at the moment. We were only about 15 minutes from the outer walls so hopefully, he'd be okay until then.

Just as I'd hoped, Levi was thankfully okay for the rest of the ride back; but as soon as we were in the walls, he was nowhere to be seen. I quickly hop off my horse, trusting my good boy to follow everyone else back to the stables. We were only about 100 feet into the walls so there was only so far Levi could have gone. It was a little hard to navigate with all the cheering people due to the scouts' return, but soon enough, I found my boyfriend.

He was leaning heavily against a wall in some random alley throwing up, just as I suspected I'd see. I quickly rush over to him, pulling him off the wall and using my own body to steady him. If he had to be puking, I was gonna at least make sure my germaphobe boyfriend didn't have to lean against some dirty ass alley wall while doing so.

When he finally finished, I handed him a tissue from the pack I had in my pocket. He gratefully takes it and wipes his lips before tossing it onto the ground, glaring at the mess in disgust. I slowly help him to the edge of the alleyway letting him rest a moment before I teleported us back to HQ. I knew the trip would most likely set off his nausea again so I made sure that we landed in the bathroom.

Just as expected as soon as we touched foot into the room, Levi was immediately hurdling for the toilet to empty his guts once again. I follow after him and settle down in a crouch beside him, gently stroking soothing circles across his back as he heaved up chunky brown half-digested food into the porcelain basin. He threw up 3 more mouthfuls of sick before he pushed himself away from the bowl.

I hand him a wad of toilet paper to clean the leftover puke from his lips and once he tosses it in the sick filled water, I flush everything down the toilet. I continue rubbing his back even after he's done, watching sadly as he furiously swiped the tears leaking from his eyes. Once he had calmed down, I carefully help him out of his bathroom and into his bedroom. I gently lay him down on the bed, stripping off his harness and overclothes off leaving him in his boxers.

I throw the thin sheet over him so his fever wouldn't get worse, then run to the bathroom to grab a cold cloth and sick bin so he wouldn't have to keep running back and forth. I set the cold washrag on his forehead and the sick bin beside the bed before gently crawling over him and laying down on the inside edge of the bed. I begin tracing patterns across his back again, knowing it soothed him when he was upset.

I was actually quite surprised when Levi fell asleep almost immediately, due to his usual insomnia, he usually can't ever fall asleep easily even if he was sick. I move my hands from his back to his hair when I was certain he was asleep. Levi never let me touch his hair, but I loved playing with it so too bad for him 😂.

He stayed asleep for another 45 minutes before I felt him beginning to stir. I once again begin stroking his sweat-soaked back. His eyes flutter open not a minute later "Hey how you feeling?" I question my groggy boyfriend softly.

"Head and stomach feel like shit," he answers, blunt as always. I gently grab the cold wash wag and begin trailing it across his overheating skin. He sighs at the cool sensation but the relief was short-lived, as he was soon sent scrambling for the sick bin. I drop the rag on his neck and begin gently running my hand across his back again. He was pretty much empty so he only retched up a few mouthfuls of bile before he collapsed heavily back against the mattress.

I use my powers to quickly empty the bin, setting it on the floor, before returning to tracing the cold washcloth across his sweaty skin. His eyes fall shut once again, liking the feeling of the rag. He thankfully managed to drift off about 20 minutes later, albeit it wasn't exactly a peaceful sleep, but as much as it made me sad, his body really needed the sleep right now. I just continue running the cold across his body hoping to help soothe his fever.

There wasn't really all that I could do now but let his sickness run its course and try and keep him hydrated and cool. I just hoped this was over quickly.

A/n: Well sorry if it's not exactly what you were looking for, but I hope yall still enjoyed it. Please leave me your requests in the comments I love writing them. Welp, BYEEE!!!

~Luna