Lo'ak imagines and short stories

Y/n gets sick

I lay in bed, feeling miserable. My head was pounding and my throat was raw. Lo'ak hovered over me, looking worried.
"I'm going to die," I moaned, feeling sorry for myself. "I can't believe this is happening to me."
Lo'ak rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You're not going to die," he said firmly. "You have a minor cold, that's all. You'll feel better in a few days."
But I wasn't so sure. Everything hurt and I just wanted to curl up and sleep for the rest of my life.
"I can't believe I caught a cold on Pandora," I grumbled. "This place is trying to kill me."
Lo'ak chuckled and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. "Pandora isn't trying to kill you," he said softly. "It's just a planet like any other. You just need to take care of yourself and you'll be fine."
I sighed and closed my eyes, letting Lo'ak's soothing voice wash over me. I knew he was right, but it was hard to shake the feeling that everything was going wrong. But as long as Lo'ak was by my side, I knew I could get through anything.