TW: Throwing up
Word count: 1787
Prompt: Whilemina and Cordelia are your two moms. You live with them in the coven and wake up only to realize you were extremely sick. The two women take the day off to take care of you.
A few hours after falling asleep, you suddenly arose from your peaceful slumber, sweating and shaking along with a nauseous feeling that coursed through your body. You sit up, throwing a hand over your head, looking around at the white painted room of Miss Robichaux's academy, illuminated only by the moonlight that cascaded between the flowing curtains of the open window. You get up, the cold hardwood floors sending more shivers through your frail-feeling body. You put on your favorite pair of fluffy socks and made your way down the dark hallway.
Your body felt heavy and pain pounded through your head with each step. You finally reach the door of your two mother's room, Whilemina and Cordelia. You slowly open the door, careful not to let it creak and disturb the two sleeping women. You creep over to their large bed and crawl in between them, getting under the soft duvet.
Cordelia then turns over and her eyes fluttered open to be met with your beautiful y/e/c eyes, beginning to stroke your face.
"Hey baby. Are you okay?" She whispers. Her expression suddenly changes into worrisome at the warmth radiating from your cheeks under her fingers.
"I don't feel well."
"Yeah you're really warm. Oh my gosh."
"Can I sleep with you and mom?"
"Yeah of course sweetheart. Do you need anything?"
"No I just want to sleep."
"Okay baby." She placed a soft kiss on your forehead and wraps an arm around you as you turn around. "Goodnight baby girl."
"Goodnight mom."
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Another hour later, you wake up once again. The pain in your stomach ten times worse than before. Your head was pounding and Mina's arm was now also wrapped around you. Their warm embrace didn't prevent you from feeling like you were freezing. You wiggle from both their grasps and sit up.
You suddenly feel something creeping up your throat, making you involuntarily jerk forward. You cover your mouth with your hand and throw the covers off of you, rushing to the bathroom. You throw the door open, fingers fumbling to quickly turn on the light and you kneel down opening the lid of the toilet and throw up.
Your hair hangs beside your face and you quickly move it to the side, gripping onto the sides of the toilet and continue throwing up all the contents in your stomach. It wasn't long before there was a pair of gentle hands holding your hair back for you. Another pair rubbing circles on your back and lightly holding your shoulder.
"Oh baby it's okay. Let it out." Mina said softly as tears started streaming down your face. You hated throwing up and they both knew that.
"That's it sweetheart it's alright. It's alright." Cordelia whispers, looking over at Mina sorrowfully.
You let out quiet sobs in between letting more into the toilet. When you were finally done, you sat back, the two women catching you before you fell backwards.
"Woah hey." Mina says as you almost completely fall. You immediately latch onto her and she returns circling her hand on your back as you clutch onto her silk purple pajamas. Cordelia rests a hand on your shoulder.
"Mina can you help her back into bed? I'll go get her some medicine and water."
"Of course darling. Come on baby." Mina whispered, helping you back up on your feet. You lean against her on weak legs, trying to keep your shaking body balanced.
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