"Nonsense, come here" - Helen McCrory

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Established relationship.

TW - mentions of being sick, not too in depth but you know...

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You woke up with a splitting headache and your stomach was tied in knots. Helen lay sleeping still curled into your side. You carefully extracted yourself from her embrace, slowly as to not awake her. You got up with a stretch, oh no bad idea your stomach groaned in protest and you barely made it to the bathroom before last nights dinner came up.

You heaved for a while before sinking to the cool of the tiles, forehead pressed against the wall trying to control your breathing.

A knock came from the door. "Love? May I come in?" Her voice was laced with sleep.

"I'll be out in a moment, I'm sorry I woke you go back to bed dear," You called out weakly.

"Y/n please let me in..."

"I'm sick, I...I...you don't need to see me like this..." you reply, another wave of nausea hits and you're doubled over the toilet again, stomach aching.

"I'm coming in Y/n" she calls out.

You try to protest but your stomach decides it needs to be emptied once again.

You felt her sit behind you, pulling your hair back from your face as you heave again, nothing but bile comes out this time though. You begin to shiver and she rubs circles on your back to soothe you.

"You know if you're feeling unwell love you can always wake me..."

"I..I just feel gross and you were sleeping peacefully and I didn't want to disturb you" you murmur under your breath.

"Love... please wake me next time, I want to be here for you, okay?"

"Alright" you agree.

"Good, now do you think you'll be sick again or would you like to go back to bed?"

"I think I'm done being sick." You say.

She kisses your forehead. "Let's go back to bed then darling." She stands up and offers you her hand. You take it and stand up shakily. You flush the toilet and go wash your face and hands.

"Come here." She says holding out her arms to you.

"I don't want to get you sick..."

"Nonsense come here"

You all but sink into her arms and she holds you to her chest.

"Thank you Hel"

"Of course my darling" she strokes your hair. "Now let's go back to bed"

You nod into her chest and she guides you out of the bathroom and to your bed. She gently lays you down and gets in beside you wrapping the duvet over you both before gently pulling you into her arms again. You relax into them letting out a shaky breath.

"I love you Helen"

"I love you too dear, now rest up and hopefully you'll feel better in the morning." She kisses your forehead gently and you begin to fall into a deep sleep.

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