Rinney Oneshots|The Blackphone

sick

A/N: SCREAMS. Hiiii, my other book is about to end and i wanna write a new story once i finish it. Any plot ideas for the new story?🤭

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It's been 3 days since Finney has come to school, Robin was worried. His boyfriend never missed school, always getting perfect attendance. Robin also noticed Gwen hasn't come to school either.

He's worried. Robin has tried calling their house multiple times, and no answer everytime. Of course he knows about the siblings dad, what if he had done something to them?

Robin anxiously bit his nails, watching the clock tick for his last period. He had decided that after school, he would visit the siblings house. He wanted to know what was going on.

The bell rings, Robin immediately slinging his bag over his shoulder, and sprinting out of the class. He walks fast to Finneys house, mind swirling.

He finally gets there, slightly panting from the hotness of the September heat. He wipes the sweat off his face, and knocks on the wooden door.

A few seconds later, a angry looking figure opens the door.

"Hey Gwenny." Robin says, smiling down at the girl. "Shut up assface. What do you want?" Gwen asks, rubbing her eye. "I just wanted to see if you guys were alright. Finn and you haven't been coming to school." Robin says, leaning against the doorway.

Gwen groans. "Yeah your fucking boyfriend is alright. He gave me his sickness though." She says, clearing her throat.

"Wait, you guys are sick?" Robin asks. "Yup. He has it bad though, looks like a corpse." Gwen says, sneezing into her arm. Robin frowns at that.

"Can I see him?" Robin asks, looking into the house. "I mean you'll probably get his disease, but be my guest." Gwen says, standing to the side to let the other in.

"I have a strong immune system, unlike you both." Robin snarks back. "Whatever." Gwen says, sitting on the couch to continue watching her show.

Robin approaches Finneys door, knocking 2 times.

"Hey Finn, can I come in?" Robin asks, putting his ear against the door. All Robin hears is a groan, and he walks in.

The room smells like sweat, and just overall sickness. Robin steps over the clothes scattered around on the floor, standing next to Finneys bed.

He kneels down beside it, shaking the lump that's underneath the covers. "Finnnnn." Robin whines, taking the covers off of Finneys head.

Finney groans, stuffing his face into his arms. "baby, look at me?" Robin asks, tugging at Finneys arms. Finney looks up finally, and Gwen was not exaggerating when she said he looked like a corpse.

Robins eyes widen slightly at the sight. Finneys face was pale, his cheeks slightly red from the amount of heat going through his body. There's dark circles forming under the others eyes, probably from not being able to sleep.

Robin sighs, running his fingers through Finneys overly knotted curly hair. "Yeah, I look like shit." Finney says, sending a weak smile. "Well, you're not wrong." Robin says, sighing over dramatically.

Finney jaw drops in false offense. "Rude." Finney rasps out.

"Hey, when's the last time you ate?" Robin asks, standing up, and taking the 2 empty bowls on Finneys nightstand. "Uh last night, dinner." Finney reply's, rolling over on his back.

"mhm, well. First, we are getting you up and you are going to take a nice cold refreshing shower. You stink Finn." Robin says, helping Finney stand up.

"Stop being rude to me. I'm dying asshole." Finney says, heading into the bathroom. Robin snorts, grabbing a pair of basketball shorts, boxers, and a tank top for the boy. Robin hands them to Finney.

"Don't pass out, okay? I'm gonna make some stuff for you." Robin says, pressing a kiss onto Finneys forehead. Finney mumbles in response, closing the bathroom door.

30 minutes later, Finney finally walks out of the bathroom. Robin is sitting on the other boys bed, messing with one of Finneys rocket models.

"Oh damn. I thought you slipped and died in there." Robin says, standing up and putting the models up. "Shut it." Finney says, flopping onto his bed.

"Anyways, here's some spaghetti and apple juice. There's some medicine on your nightstand too." Robin says, handing Finney the plate of spaghetti, and setting the glass of juice on the nightstand.

Finney just hums, stabbing into his spaghetti. "Damn. Not even a thank you? Ungrateful." Robin says, scoffing dramatically. Finney sighs, setting his fork down.

He leans over, grabbing both sides of Robins face. "Thank you so much. What would I ever do without you? Best boyfriend in the world right here." Finney wails, dramatically.

Robin smirks, "Thank you hermoso, that was appreciated." He says, kissing Finneys cheek. Finney mutters under his breath, continuing to eat his food.

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The 2 are now sat on Finneys bed, Finney sat up against Robins chest, his head resting on it.

"Finn, I have to go home, I have school tomorrow." Robin says, poking Finneys forehead with his finger. "Just stay here, tomorrow's Friday anyway." Finney says, voice muffled from Robins chest.

"Fine, you better be better by Monday asshole. Schools been boring without you." Robin says, laying down on the bed. "Aw, so sweet." Finney says sarcastically.

Robin rolls his eyes, dragging Finneys head back onto his chest. "If I get sick i'm gonna slap you." Robin says, running his fingers through Finneys now dry hair. "No you won't." Finney says, falling asleep.

Robin just smiles, of course he wouldn't. He places a kiss ontop of Finneys head, before falling asleep aswell.

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