(Slow Update)
This is my random thoughts and ideas becoming a story. It will include y/n with middle aged women, like Helena Bonham Carter, Olivia Coleman, Emma Thompson, Meryl Streep and other I love.. As these stories come from my random thoughts...
[quick note] You have been adopted by The Helena Bonham Carter for a year now. ( In this one, let's consider Helena is single)
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Helena POV I noticed that Y/N looked pale and she wasn't active as usual since yesterday evening. She avoided me. She usually not like that. And she also had her lunch very little. I asked her if she wanted cuddles but she declined my offer and went to her bed early. When I asked her if everything was fine, she said yes but I didn't believe it. I don't want to push her to talk about what she was not ready to say or didn't want to say but I was worried that there might be something bothering her . She went to her room after the lunch for taking a nap. I thought myself that I will check her up after doing some stuff in the kitchen. Everything was cleaned. Then I came up to her room and I saw her curling up like a ball in her bed with a pile of blankets. I walked towards her and sat down on the bed, putting my hand on her forehead to check her temperature. Because of the sudden touch, she jumped a little bit and awoke.
"It's okay love, it's me, it's okay..". I soothed her, replacing my hand on her forehead. I'm shocked that the temperature is really high that can boil the eggs. How can't I come and check her earlier? "Y/N, you're burning up!", I said in a shocking tone. She sat up and said, "It's.. it's nothing, momma. And it will be fine after taking a nap.". "It is not NOTHING Y/N! No, it's not." I raised my voice a bit as I was worried asf. She looked at me with teary eyes and I realised that I was saying in the wrong way. "I'm sorry dear, I'm so worried for you. Why didn't you tell me that you are not feeling well. Hmm?", I asked her softly. "I'm sorry momma. I.. I don't wanna be a burden to you. I don't want to spread the fever to you. And that's my fault for not taking care of myself. I will take care of it.", she replied with tears in her eyes. She started crying. How could I be mad at her? Her words hit me hard. She blamed herself for not being well. She pressed her feeling not to bother me. She's more worried about me than herself.. Oh my poor little baby...
"No..no..dear. It's not your fault. I know you don't want to be sick. And why would you be a burden to me? Hmmm? You're my lil princess and never be a burden to me. shhh.. shhh...it's alright. shhh...", I soothed her, holding her tightly in my arms. "I'm worried about you darling. I'm not mad at you. Shh.. you will be okay now. Shhh...". After half an hour of crying in my arms, her cries switched to sniffing. "I will never be mad at you for the things you can't control but I'm worried about you because you are my little girl and I'm here to protect you from all the bad things. Promise momma, next time, you will tell me immediately if you feel not well.", I said.
