Y/n L/n In The Multiverse (X Reader Imagines)

Curing the Common Cold (The Moon Boys)

Y/n has ran out of ideas on how to treat her cold. But Marc, Steven and Jake come to the rescue...which then turns competitive.

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"Don't worry, love. I know just the cure for a cold!" Steven smiled softly at Y/n, who had been in bed all day.

Steven had just gotten back from work, Y/n's cold only catching his attention as soon as he locked eyes on her. He proceeded to wrap her up in blankets while she protested, telling him she was too hot, to which he responded: "I know, but this will help get rid of the cold. You have to stay warm"

"I'll make you some tea" He said, tucking the blanket around her before disappearing into the kitchen.

"I don't really drink tea" Y/n told him.

"Well, now we know why you got that cold! Not enough tea!" He joked, making Y/n let out a small chuckle before coughing a bit.

"You alright, love?" Steven asked, his head peeking around the corner to check on her.

Y/n nodded. "Yeah, I'm good"

He smiled again. "Good. You hungry yet?"

"Um, yeah. A little bit" She responded.

"I'm not very good at cooking..." She heard him mumble to himself.

"Well, maybe Marc or Jake could help with that?" She suggested.

Steven scoffed lightly. "Yeah, right. I bet the only thing they can cook is an egg..." He trailed off, looking at the kitchen mirror, seeing both Marc and Jake looking offended. "What?"

The two boys in the mirror looked at eachother before turning back to Steven. "You know we're not just mercenaries, right? We'll show you how it's done" Marc huffed.

"What? Cooking an egg? I don't think she'll want that...a burnt egg" Steven shook his head, turning to the kettle and beginning to make the tea.

Jake rolled his eyes. "Mira quién habla" He muttered. "Look who's talking"

Marc smirked while Steven looked to Jake, annoyed. "Out of all languages, you had to pick the one I don't know. I mean..Do you really have to speak Spanish all the time?" He asked.

Jake shrugged. "No" He replied.

"Look, gimme the body so I can cook" Marc brought the attention back to curing a cold.

Steven shook his head. "No, I'm making tea. And tea always cures a cold" He protested.

"Steven, seriously. She needs something hot. Something American, something spicy" Marc went on.

Jake rolled his eyes. "No, she doesn't need to add a runny nose to that cold. Steven, give me the body and I'll make sure she is well cared for" He began.

"Really? And what are you gonna do?" Steven tried to resist the urge of rolling his eyes.

"I'll make soup. Garlic soup, very delicious. And healthy. She needs healthy, warm food. Not spicy, uncomfortable food bought from a greasy food truck" Jake glared at Marc, who glared back.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that" Marc muttered.

"Actually, Jake. Garlic soup doesn't sound that bad" Steven agreed.
Jake smirked, knowing he was going to get the body. "But the first cure will be tea" Steven finished.

Steven finished making the tea, just the way Y/n liked it. "Here you go, love. Be careful, it's very hot. You might want to wait a bit before drinking it" He advised, setting the cup down on the bedside table.