~Rio~ [Good Girls One Shots]

~Please Rest, Mama~

Summary: Rio taking care of his girl while she's sick.

Timeline: -

Pairing: Rio x Sick!Reader
Warning: Fluff.

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When Rio came home from a long night of trying to motivate some bitches, he sneaked inside his loft and expected his sweet girl to already be asleep just like his son only to find her pale and weak on his couch still awake.

"Mama? What's wrong?" He put down his money bags and groceries and rushed to her side, getting on his knees in front of her to stroke her hair out of her sweaty face.

"I'm just a bit sick, babe." Y/N whispered and coughed a little, leaning into the man's gentle touch.

"'Sick'? Or actually sick?" He held her hands and helped her sit up a little.

"No, I'm not pregnant, Rio." She giggled and opened her eyes to look at her worried fiancée. "I got the flu from Marcus last week."

Rio nodded a little and put two pillows behind her head so she could lay back against them. "You got me all worried mama, you really don't look so good if I'm being honest." He whispered not to trigger any headaches and covered her with a soft blanket. "You want some soup?"

"We got some?"

"Yeah, just bought some chicken soup actually." He got up to grab the groceries he bought on the way home. "After that we can cuddle and watch a movie until my girl falls asleep, yeah?"

"Sounds perfect." She smiled weakly and watched him warm up her chicken soup immediately for her.

"For how long have you been sick?" He suddenly began, turning on the stove. Rio had been gone for a few days because of 'work' so that meant she and Marcus were alone and he had no idea about her being sick. "Because I remember you already caught a cold last week right?"

"A few days...." She mumbled and snuggled more into her blanket. "It became worse today though, it wasn't this bad last week."

"You know why it got worse?" He looked up and she sighed, already knowing he would give her a preach. "Because you don't get your rest, Y/N. All you do is take care of me and Marcus and you never think about yourself."

"Because I love you two." She tried to fight back and he very carefully handed her her soup.

"I love you too and I really really appreciate what you're doing, but I don't like seeing you working yourself to death for us." He laid down next to her and slowly started to feed her her chicken soup while she searched for a movie to watch. "Promise me you please get more rest, mama?"

"I promise." She nodded and held him close, together spending the night eating soup and watching movies.