Kiss ones shots

Taking care of y/n - Paul Stanley x reader

You should know the warning for this by now.
(I don't own anything mentioned in this one shot or book in general.) she/they pronouns
Paul's pov

I woke up and y/n was wearing their red and black hoodie. They were on top of me with the side of her head on my chest. Her right arm was covering her eyes and their legs were draped over mine.
"Hey, y/n. I need to get up. Go to practice." I say, moving her arm from her face and messing with their hair.
"Mmh. Okay." They replied, rolling off of me. I noticed how she put a hand on her stomach as if her stomach hurt.
"Are you okay? You don't look too good." I said, rubbing her neck.
"Yeah. This happens sometimes. You can go. I'll be fine." She replied, putting a pillow over her head.
"Are you sure? I can cancel if you want me to." I tell them.
"Mhm. Go. It'll get better and I'll just wanna eat something. If it does get worse for some reason, I'll call you." She yawned.
"Okay..." I said with uncertainty. I grabbed my phone, got dressed, and headed out.
*time skip*
"Hey guys." I say as I walk into the studio. I saw Ace tuning his guitar.
"Hey Paulie. How's you girlfriend." Ace said mockingly.
"You know I only like when they call me that Ace. And I don't know how she's doing." I looked down.
"I know. I just like to mess with you." He replied.
"What do you mean you don't know how she's doing?" Gene asked.
"When I got up this morning to leave, they rolled off me and put a hand on their stomach like it hurt. She said it happens sometimes and she'll just get over it, but I'm scared that she's gonna be sick." I said, looking at Gene and putting a hand in my hair.
"Oh. Did they tell you to come?" Eric asked.
"Yeah. She said she would call if she doesn't feel better. I told her I would stay with her but she told me to go." I said looking down, holding one of my arms with my other hand.
"Oh. Ok." Eric replied, tossing one of his drum sticks up and catching it.
"Alright. Is everyone ready?" Gene asked.
"Yeah." Eric and Ace said.
"Yeah, I guess." I said looking at my phone and turning the sound on so I could hear if she called.

*time skip*

We got through a few songs and y/n hasn't called. I started to think she was right, but in the middle of tears are falling, I saw her calling me. I stopped.
"They're calling." I said picking it up.
"Hey y/n. Is everything okay?" I asked.
"No, I just threw up." She said.
"Oh. Do I need to come home?" I ask. Gene, Eric, and Ace look at me.
"Only if you want to. I'll be fine if you can't." She said. I could tell she wanted me but felt bad.
"Ok." I said looking at the guys. Gene asked what's wrong so I told him. He told me I can leave and they'll just continue without me.
"I'll be there in ten." I tell y/n.
"You don't have to." She said but I cut her off.
"Yes I do. You're sick." I tell her, starting to pick up my things.
"Ok..." She said, drawing it out.
I hung up and left.
*time skip*
I got home and dropped my things, going to find y/n. They were still hovering over the toilet.
"Is it just your stomach that hurts?" I ask.
"No. My head hurts a little bit too." She said groaning.
"Do you want some tylenol?" I ask.
"Yeah." She said and I grabbed it from the medicine cabinet. I handed them a swish cup and the bottle.
"Thanks." They took two pills and swallowed them.
"Mhm. No problem." I reply.
"I feel bad for making you leave practice." She said, starting to cry.
"You told me to go this morning. I didn't want to because you looked sick, but you wanted me to, so I did." I said.
"Well if you wanted to stay, why didn't you?" They said.
"I see what you doing. I was concerned the whole time I was at practice. Gene gave me the ok and I left. I kept looking at my phone. Gene even told me one time to just leave if I was that worried. But I knew you didn't want me to come unless you called. So I waited and was relived..." I said and she looked ashamed.
"What is it." I ask, playing with her hair.
"That was the third time I threw up. I thought you wouldn't want to be around me." She said with her head hanging like she was ashamed.
"y/n. Why did you think that? If you think I don't want to take care of you when you sick, would I do this?" I hugged her. She hugged back.
"But why do you want to take care of me? I'm all gross and-" I cut her off by sweeping her up in my arms and carrying them to our room.
"Here." I put her down and layed next to her. I held their head in my hand.
"I want to help you get better, ok?" I say.
"But why?" They ask.
"Because I love you and can't stand seeing my starchild sick." I tell them.
"Since when does my starchild start calling me his starchild." They said, chuckling a bit.
"Since now, my gorgeous starchild." I say and kiss her forehead. They wrap an arm around me and press their head into my chest.
"I love you." She mumbles.
"I love you too..." I say before adding, "starchild." They chuckled a little bit at that.
"There's my y/n." I say and they nod their head into my chest.
We fell asleep together like this.