Taking A Day Off - Roxanne Wolf

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brina-dimitrescu asked:
How about a Roxy/Reader where the reader is usually very sick (often having to go for a lot of medical tests) but still makes time just to go to see Roxy because it makes her happy?

ooh! i like this prompt, hopefully this is what you were looking for :^)
let me know if you liked this! i'd love to make a part 2 for this x
DISCLAIMER: i understand everyone's experience of being immunocompromised is different. this is based on my experience of being immunocompromised in the past.

TW: none
adult, gender-neutral reader!
*(Y/N) - Your Name
1847 words 

- being immunocompromised is not exactly the best thing in the world, especially when it can pull you away from your animatronic lover at times. though, that does not stop them from trying to keep you by their side for as long as they can.


You stared at the lavender door with worried eyes. It was the early in the morning and you knew you were not supposed to be here, especially at 7:30AM. The only people that were in the same building as you, were workers. You doubted that there were any parents or children around at this time. Your girlfriend had no idea that you were even in the Pizzaplex, for that matter.

How could you not resist coming back? Despite the weird feeling you got from being in the Pizzaplex, it also housed your girlfriend; who also had no possible way of leaving the building. If you pushed the greasy pizza and the unhealthy carbonated drinks to the back of your mind, it was quite the gorgeous place. You knew that had you been in your early teens, you would gladly spend all of your savings at this place.

Just as you raised a hand to knock on the lavender door, it slid open. Bright yellow eyes gazed into yours. "Babe!" She exclaimed, grabbing onto your arm as gently as she could, to guide you into her room. You smiled from her contagious excitement. She engulfed you into a hug, her white mane acting as a soft cushion for your face as you leaned into her touch.

She was the reason for you to repeatedly come back to the Pizzaplex. She had always been one to prefer physical contact, as her love language was spending quality time with her loved ones. The way her eyes lit up in joy whenever she saw you, the way her demeanor changed, down to the way she purred just from touching you, was what made it worth it. She was what made the tiring trips to the Pizzaplex worth it. 

She purred delightedly, content for having you in her arms. You leaned up to press a soft kiss on her nose, giggling from her purrs growing in volume. You reached up to twirl her green fringe around your finger. The shade of green seemed brighter, more lively, than the last time you saw it. "I see that you got it dyed again," You said softly. She grinned, showing off her rather intimidating, yet dazzling set of teeth. "A girl needs her touch-ups every now and then, you know." She teases before nuzzling your cheek.

"I missed you, Roxy." You whispered quietly. A smile creeps onto her face, causing her to fake a cough and look away. "Why wouldn't you? I'm the best, after all.." She responded.

Real smooth, Roxy.

The wolf leads you to her couch, settling down onto it first before having you lean on her, using her as a form of cushion. It was an odd, somewhat hard cushion, but you appreciated the thought nonetheless. Her hands find yours, intertwining yours and her fingers seamlessly. "I haven't seen you for four days, you know! FOUR DAYS.." She complained, dragging out the duration for further emphasis. You laughed, rubbing your cheek against hers. "Sorry, Roxy. The hospital wanted me to stay for further testing." You had stayed in the hospital for two days, spending the following two days to rest at home. It was the longest you had stayed away from her this year.

She groans, the hot breath escaping from her mouth hitting you square on the face. "I hate the hospital! All they want to do is take you away from me.." She pouted. Roxy knew your trips to the hospital could not be missed, as much as she wished it was. You were quite the fragile thing to begin with; you could get sick easily compared to the average person. To add on, if you were sick and battling an infection, it had a high chance of it being a life-or-death situation.

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