Once More, With Feeling (Lady Gaga oneshots)

My Sick Baby

This is so bbaaaadddd! Like, I fucked it up, I'm sorry! This was a request from hausof_hannah, where the reader has to take care of Gaga while she is sick. I really hope it's ok and readable. Luv u all lots.

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It was late at night. You could feel the shuffling and moving of the body next to you all night. Stefani hadn't been able to fall asleep, her head making her world spin without stop. Her nose being blocked by mucus and her body achy from overworking.

You tried to hold her different times throughout the night, but she reluctantly moved you off each time, she was overheating too quickly too much. Her sweating body laying uncomfortably in the silk sheets. It was mid summer, so maybe it was just the California air.

Stefani found a slightly comfortable spot for a second, letting her body get some sort of needed relief. She sat in the contorted position for as long as she could, she stomach burning with nausea every move. Her throat became tight and her mouth secreting more saliva that usual. She looked over to you sleeping body. Great.

That burning sensation made it up her throat, which still felt too tight to let it through. She sat, gagging for a moment, too tired to get up; hoping that whatever this feeling was, it would pass. Only a couple seconds later before it made its way up to her mouth, so much fun.

You were shaken awake by her, only to watch her run to the bathroom at lightning speed. The toilet seat flew open and you heard pained noises as her stomach emptied itself. You walked right after, pulling her hair into a loose ponytail.

"Not feeling the hottest?" You asked, worried something was truly wrong with her. And not just a bad dream triggering her. She just nodded her head and forced out a shaky yeah. "Come on, baby, let's get you into the shower, then we can get you in a bed with nice cool, and clean sheets." You calmed her, helping her into the shower

You were lucky she slept naked, so you didn't have to worry that her pajamas would contaminate the rest of the clothes. "Bet that water feels like an orgasm, huh?" She let out a tiny pained giggle at your poor joke. Letting you know that there is still Stefi in there.

She smelt so fresh and clean again as she exited the shower, her skin being as soft as a baby. "feel a bit better? Or no?" You questioned lightly, wanting an estimate on how bad her sickness was. "Not really." You dried her beautiful blonde hair, her body nice and cool again. "I'm sorry, I wish you weren't sick."

You placed Stefani in a bed with brand new silk sheets, which felt cool against Stefani's overheating skin. you had changed it while she was showering, starting a load of sheets in the washer. "Try to get some sleep and I'll get you something to eat, ok?" She nodded and gave you a tiny smile. She fell asleep quickly, her body too tired to put up a fight.

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As you returned with the promised food, you could see Stefani trying to sit up for you. Too tired to move her muscles, which was more than understandable. "Hey, baby. Feeling any better?" You asked her, her reluctant headshake made your heart slightly drop. "I'm sorry. It's so sad when your sick." Your heart ached a bit from seeing Stefani like this; all sick and in pain. You hated when she would have Fibromyalgia flare ups, and being sick wasn't any better. "I brought you some oatmeal, water, orange juice and 7-up."

She giggled at your insane amount of drinks, "why do you have so many drinks?" She giggled some more. "Because! I want you to be hydrated. And not die." As sick as she was, she still managed to laugh her beautiful laugh. "It's not funny, Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta." She shut her mouth at her full name. She looked stunned and sick.

"Now drink something. I can't be on the next Dateline."

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