Resident Evil Series x Reader Oneshots (Requests: Open)

He Cares For Me In Many Ways (RE4 Merchant X Reader)

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(Word Count: 1,482)

(A/N: Happy Belated Valentine's Day!)

(Translate:  Tesoro: "Treasure", Mi Sol: "My sun", Querido: "Darling", Mi Luz: "My light")

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Your eyes fluttered open as you shot up from bed. A killer headache graced your presence by shooting pain throughout your skull. It felt like someone had hit you with a mallet. Sighing, you push the covers off planning on going to the bathroom for some much-needed painkillers. Yet, before you could even put your feet on the floor, a hand snagged your wrist. Whipping your head toward the other side of the bed, you were greeted by a familiar face.

"Tesoro, where are you going?" a sweet accented voice cooed belonging to your lovely husband.

"Good morning, Mi Sol I'm sorry if I disturbed your slumber," you smile lovingly. "I just need to grab something from the bathroom."

"Do you have another migraine?" He gazed at you with great concern. "You've been having them for weeks now. I'm worried about you Tesoro, maybe you should call Dr. Roberto to up an appointment to see him."

"Don't worry about me, I'm okay! It's just a pesky small headache. Nothing a little Ibuprofen can't fix." You reassured him with a kiss on the cheek. "Now, if you mind, I need my arm back silly goose." Reluctantly, he released your arm allowing you to exit the bedroom. A wave of discomfort washed over you in a tidal wave causing you to rub your forehead temple. Massaging it with your fingers in a vain attempt to soothe the throbbing pain. Gosh, you needed relief asap.

You stumbled into the bathroom and soon found yourself rummaging through your medicine cabinet. Unfortunately, there was no Ibuprofen left which triggered a flurry of quiet swear words from you. You sat on the toilet hunched over. Your stomach twisted and turned resulting in you feeling nauseous. It didn't take long for you to upchuck all over the polished checkered board tile. You recoiled in disgust at the site as well as the smell of last night's dinner.

"Querido, please come here!" you called out. It wasn't long before your beloved dashed into the bathroom. He stared at you with wide eyes seeing the state you were in. Your hair was a wild frizzy mess with you staring at him with dark bags under your eyes. You must have looked undead because you soon found yourself being cleaned up along with being placed back in bed.

"Mi Luz, you look terrible! Not to mention, your forehead is burning up..." He stroked your hair appearing to be greatly concerned. "I think we should call the doctor."

"What? Don't do that, I don't want to be bothering the doctor over something so mundane. Besides, we both got work today..." you groaned as you tried to move.

"Work can wait, your health is far more important right now."

"I'm fine really! Besides, we got plans today remember? You whined. "We were both going to work, then go out to that new seafood restaurant that's downtown to celebrate our wedding anniversary!"

"I'm sorry Tesoro, but we'll have to postpone our plans for today until you feel better, but now I'm going to call the doctor." With that, your man kissed you on the forehead and then exited the room with his flip phone in hand. You tried calling after him, but it was already too late. You let out an irritated sigh while closing your eyes. This wasn't how you wanted your Valentine's plans to go. You have been looking forward all week to this, yet the universe decided to play a cruel joke on you by making you miss out.