fever - miguel diaz

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I, the author, am sick. And I am bored so I'm going to write this imagine. Yes,
(Y/N) is sick and Miguel takes care of you. I think that in a part 2, Miguel gets sick.

You guys are such a cute couple!!! ☺️

Okay, let's get started.

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(Miguel's POV)

"I don't think I can go to the dojo today, Miguel..." (Y/N) tells me. Her eyes a bit puffy.

"Why not?" I ask her.

She sneezes in my chest. "I feel sick."

The wet, gooey stuff she sneezes goes onto my shirt. She was lucky I was at her house.

"Okay, let's get you to bed..." I say.

She falls to the ground. "I can't get up," (Y/N) sobs. "You'll have to carry me."

I carry her to her bed bridal style.

"Okay..." I say. "Do you want me to stay here?"

"You don't need to if you don't want to..." (Y/N) insists.

"I mean missing one lesson isn't like missing a thousand..." I smile. "I'll take care of you."

"I don't feel good." She moans.

"Shhhhhhh... You'll be fine..."

She turns to the other side of the bed.

(Y/N's Pov)

My nose is stuffy and my eyes are closed.

"Miguel...?" I ask.

"Yeah, (Y/N)?"

"Can you sleep here... And give me medicine...?" I ask. "I wouldn't be able to get up in the middle of the night to go to my kitchen and get the medicine. I need you."

"Uh... Sure..." He replies. "I think I should sleep-"

I grab his arm down to the bed and he flops down. "Here. You're sleeping here."

"Wait... Why should I sleep-"

"Shhh"

"But what if I get sick?"

"Then deal with it. Don't be a- a-" I sneeze.

"A pussy?" He asks.

"Yeah..." I smile. "That."

He gets up. "I'm going to get your medicine."

"Okay..." I sigh.

After awhile, he comes back with some pills.

"Bro, you tryna drug me?" I ask.

"No. This is for your fever."

"But I prefer the liquid." I whine.

"Just take it. Don't be a pussy." He says.

"Fine."

I take it and Miguel sits next to me on the bed. I gag.

And the rest of the night went by fast.

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Sorry if this is short... I'm not feeling good and it probably makes no exact sense. Tell me if you want a part 2.

I know you don't.





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