The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 20: Even Gods Get Sick

Warnings: Fluff! Slow Burnnnn!

You had felt weird the last couple of days. You weren't exactly sure what it was, but your body just felt tired. When you woke up this morning though you felt like you'd been hit by a truck.

Your head felt like it was triple the size. Your nose would not stop running, and you had a cough that wouldn't go away. You had been sick before as a kid on Asgard, but it was extremely rare, like only once or twice rare. Plus, your mother would always use her magic to help you feel better.

Ignoring your alarm clock, you buried yourself further down into your bed. Bringing your duvet over your head to block out the sunlight that was streaming in through the crack in the curtains straight onto your face.

You woke back up to the sound of someone knocking on your door. You slowly get up from your bed, feeling dizzy as you did so. When you were fully stood up you felt your body shiver so you grabbed your blanket wrapping it over your head and shoulders.

When you opened the door you are greeted with the sight of Steve looking down at you. His face instantly turned to one of concern when he saw you.

"Whoa you okay? You look terrible" he asks looking down at you.

"Thank you, I feel terrible" you grumble with a sniffle.

"I'm guessing training is cancelled today then" he says eyebrow raised.

"You guessed right" you nod.

"Alright well let's get you back to bed" he smiles wrapping his arm around you and leading you back to your bed.

"Where do you keep your meds?" He asks as you climb back into bed.

"I don't have any, I don't get sick" you mumble pulling the covers up.

"Well I hate to break it to you sweetheart... but you're sick" he says with a small chuckle.

"I rarely get sick, I've only been sick like twice before" you say correcting yourself.

"Well you're one of the lucky ones, right well I've got a spare key so I'll go grab some stuff, I'll be back soon okay" Steve tells you but you were already half asleep.

When he returned Steve gently woke you up. You groaned as you sat up, only to start having coughing fit. Steve gave you a sympathetic smile as he passed you a glass of water.

"It looks like you have the flu so I picked up some of the strongest stuff" Steve says pulling out all the different medication.

"Here you go" he says passing you some tablets.

You take them with a large gulp of water sighing deeply as you slump back down in bed.

"How hungry are you?" Steve asks placing a hand on your knee rubbing it gently.

"Not at all, if anything I feel really sick" you say shaking your head.

Steve leans forward placing the back of his hand against your forehead frowning slightly as he does so.

"You're burning up, you should probably take all these layers off" he says grabbing the blanket that you added over your duvet.

"But I'm cold and shivering" you complain as he does so.

"That's the fever, we need to bring your body temperature down" Steve explains pulling the duvet back a bit.

"Easy I can do that with my power" you cough.

You hold your hand out and will it to cool down but instead the potted plant went crazy the roots spurting out breaking the pot. You and Steve jump in surprise at the crashing noise.