Star Wars One-Shots

Wolffe x Sick!Reader

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Translation:

Riduur - partner 

Ad'ika - sweetie

A/N: I put an "ie" at the end of Wolffe's name. I believe it would then sound like Wolfy. Don't credit me on that though. Enjoy Reading. Leave a comment or vote to let me know what you think.

Song for one-shot: In Case You Don't Live Forever by Ben Platt

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"Wolffie," my nasal voice calls out. I walk into the living room of the apartment. My nose is red and stuffy, while my body can't decide if it's hot or cold. I'm wearing my boyfriend's oversized sweatshirt with his boxer shorts. A blanket wrapped around my shoulders.

"Yes, riduur?" Wolffe calls out. I find my boyfriend standing in the kitchen in front of the stove. I walk into the kitchen behind him, wrapping my arms around his torso. My head rests against his back. I take in his body heat.

"Hey," I shortly greet him with my voice muffled.

"Hello," Wolffe stops what he was doing, turning around wrapping one of his arms around me as well. Wolffe's unoccupied hand caresses my cheek.  Closing my eyes, leaning into his touch, my head no longer on his chest but looking up at him. "What are you doing up ad'ika? Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" I shrug, intoxicated by his touch. Not giving him a verbal answer. "Come on, let's get you back into bed."

"No, I don't wanna," I say, trailing out the words.  

"If you lie down, we will cuddle after I finish making your soap," Wolffe says.

What if you get sick?" I open my eyes. 

"I would do anything for you, even if it means getting sick," he says with love in his voice.

"Do you pinky promise?" I unwrap one of my arms from his warm body and stick my pinky out.

"Pinky promise," he chuckles at my antics, locking his pinky with mine. I give him a tired smile, then walk out of the kitchen and back into our shared room. The bed is in the corner opposite the door. As I promised, I lie in bed snuggling into the warmth of the blanket. I lay body was facing the door. 

Time paces at a slow rate, awaiting for Wolffe to appear. I close my eyes, not knowing how much longer I can stay awake.

 "Ad'ika?" I hear Wolffe's low voice entering our room. I groan in response, opening my eyes tiredly. I see his shadow walk up to the bed with a bowl of soap in hand. He sets the warm bowl down on the coffee table next to the bed. Wolffe gently lifts the covers on the bed before sliding next to me. His back is resting on the headboard. I shift my body to lean against him. My head is against the crook of his armpit. I snuggle into his warmth.

"Can you please have some of this soup? We will cuddle afterward, as promised," he asks nicely, kissing the top of my head. I nod my head in agreement, signaling Wolffe to grab the bowl off the small table.  He gently tilts my head back slightly as he brings a spoon full of soap up to my mouth. 

After finishing half of the soup, Wolffe puts the bowl back onto the coffee table. He takes a napkin and wipes the corners of my mouth. My cheek flourishes with color, his eyes flicker from my mouth to my eyes. 

"Wolffie-" he cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. My eyes close voluntarily. I forgot about my cold or the fear of getting him. I kiss him back my arms wrap loosely around his neck. His hand holds my chin up while the other wraps around my waist. I gently pull away from the kiss, opening my eyes to meet his gaze. 

"Riduur, I will right back. I'm going to take the bowl to the kitchen," he says, moving off of the bed, taking the bowl in hand. He stands and walks out of the room. Wolffe was not gone long, only a few minutes. I sit criss-cross underneath the blanket as he returns. I hold my arms out in front of me, making a grabbing motion with my hands. He chuckles, walking up to me, wrapping his arms around me. My head pressed against his chest. 

"Cuddles?" 

Instead of answering me, he unwraps his arms around me. Pulling back the covers on the bed enabled him to get beneath. He slips under the covers and guides me down with him. Wolffe rests on his back one arm is under his head. His opposite hand wraps around my waist. I rest my head on his chest, my legs tangled with his. One of my arms is pressed tightly against my chest, my other arm resting on Wolffe's upper abdomen. 

"So warm and comfy," I mumble into his chest, closing my eyes. 

"Rest my ad'ika. You'll feel better in the morning." Wolffe gently says, caressing my side. He soothes me to a peaceful sleep. 

Word Count: 778

A/N: I'm sorry the updates aren't as consistent as hoped. School and sports take so much time. Then when I finally have free time to write, it's been 2-3 weeks. Time has flown by so quickly. I can't promise updates will get any better until early next year. I'm so thankful for all of you.

-danikenobi