Fly Away Hero Imagines

Dalton Rapattoni

"Dalton, is that you?" You called out, your voice raspy and deep. You coughed from the effort that now came with making any sound at all. You took a sip of water and leaned back down on the couch wrapping yourself back up with your blanket. "Uh, Y/N?" He asked, appearing now in the living room with a slight smile on his face. "Yeah?" You said blowing your nose, "Who else would it be?" He chuckled, "Your voice changed quite a bit. Not feeling any better are you?" You shook your head, "I feel like absolute shit. I probably look like it too."

He moved aside the tissues and sat beside you wrapping one arm around you and you leaned your head on his shoulder. You sighed and he kissed the top of your head, putting his hand on your forehead to see if you were warm. "You'll never look anything but beautiful to me." He said softly, "You're still a little warm."

"I hate being sick I feel so helpless." You said, coughing again. He stood up suddenly letting you fall down onto the couch in a sleeping position. You groaned from the impact and he kneeled in front of you, "You stay here, and I'll be right back." He wrapped you up with your blanket and walked away. You didn't move, actually finding yourself quite comfortable in this new position. You closed your eyes and heard him moving around the apartment, not really paying attention to what he was doing.

"Alright love, sit back up and eat this." You opened your eyes and smiled at the smell of soup. You sat up and he handed you the warm bowl. "Thank you." You said, eating it hungrily. He laughed, "When is the last time you ate?" You shrugged, "I honestly have no idea." He waited as you finished eating, turning on the TV and flipping through the channels. As you finished, you put the bowl down and sighed as you started another coughing fit. "You okay?" He asked. You nodded, leaning back onto the couch. He picked up the pillow he had brought and placed it on his legs. He signalled for you to lay your head down and you did happily. As soon as you did you felt yourself about to sneeze, and sat up straight to let yourself. You whimpered, embarrassed as you grabbed a tissue. You looked to Dalton who had a cute smile on his face.

"What?" You asked. You leaned your head on the pillow on his lap and looked up at him. "You're adorable." "Adorable? I just sneezed my brains out, Dalton." You said. He chuckled, "I know, but it's still incredibly cute." You laughed and spoke ,"Whatever you say." You smiled, snuggling into him and allowing yourself to fall asleep. "I should be sick more often then." He laughed and started playing with your hair, helping you fall asleep even quicker. "Well, not too often," He said, "There are things we can't do as well when one of us is sick." You snorted, "Shut up and keep playing with my hair, Dalton." "Whatever you say." He said with a laugh, in the same tone you had earlier, mimicking you.