piccolo oneshots dbz

sick day

I know it's been like,a month since I last posted,I'm sorry. But guess who has a 91% in her result this time? Me!

"You're up, how do you feel?" Asked piccolo,sitting onto the bed while you sat up,rubbing your eyes.

"I dunno..I'm feeling fuzzy" you mumbled,your voice weak from the fever. Piccolo put his hand to your forehead.

"Your fever's still pretty bad..." he muttered. You plopped back onto the bed,burying your face in the soft pillows that warmed up quickly against the heat of your face. Piccolo rubbed your back.

"You're such a hypocrite, you know?" He said,smiling pitifully

"Why so?"

"You fuss over me, making sure I'm fine and go haywire even if I have a simple cold,but you get yourself so sick you cant even sit up straight " he says,making you chuckle ever so slightly. Your laugh trailed off into a cough.

Piccolo took the damp cloth out of the bowl of water that was placed on the bedside stand, squeezing out the extra water. He placed it on your forehead,rubbing your warmed up cheek.

"Dont worry darling, you'll be fine" he said

"I know" you say,groaning as a nagging ache crashed onto your body in waves even at the slightest of movements.

Your headache was driving you crazy and your vision appeared hazy. Maybe you were being dramatic, but you think you've forgotten what it is like,to not be in constant pain..

Piccolo looked at you with utter helplessness. He hated seeing you like this. He hated seeing you in pain. He hated it..he hated the fact that he could do only so little to help you and it proved vain..

But another challenge was still up in his face. Having you take the medication

And when you say you hate taking meds

You mean it with every atom,proton, neutron,electron and what not in your body

"But I have to do this...god damn it" thought piccolo. He let out a sigh,rubbing his temple

"I'm sorry " you say

"What?"

"I'm sorry "

"Why?"

"Because you have to take care of me,you must be tired" you said

"Are you crazy? I'm not tired. You always take care of me,why cant I?" Said Piccolo,ruffling your hair. You couldn't help but smile

"Who could've thought you'd be so lovey dovey,huh?" You say,teasing him

"For hell's sake,love,you're sick and still wont let yourself refrain from teasing me" piccolo said,chuckling. Once again he remembered that he had to give you the meds

"Ok so...dont freak out,but I'll have to give you medication for gour fever" he said,putting the news down as gently as he could,but you still looked alarmed

"Ugh..do I have to?" You said,
groaning at the very thought

"Yes,yes,you do"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Really really?"

"Double yes"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Re-"

"Shut up,ok?you will have to take the meds" he said,grabbing the medicine box,trying to find the right pill

"What if I dont?"

"Then one,you wont get better and two,I wont let you cuddle with me for a week,yes,a week. No negotiations " Piccolo said. You opened your mouth to protest,but stopped

Piccolo took out the pill he had to give you.

"Sit up,and take this pill. Cmon,it will be quick "

You sat up,looking at your boyfriend as though he had committed a crime, taking the pill and water from his hands. You closed your eyes and took the pill, grimacing as it slid down your throat. You gulped down the glass of water as Piccolo smiled contentedly.

"Good job " he said as you handed him the glass

"You're an expert blackmailer,you know"

"I know,dear,I know. That's why I used my expertise to get you to have the medicine " he said. You lied back down on the bed as Piccolo rubbed your waist

"I wouldve asked you to lay down with me,but you'll get sick too."

"Its ok baby,you'll get fine soon. Then we can do whatever you want" Piccolo said,kissing you head as he left the room,allowing you to once again drift off into a state of sleep.
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