The Couffaines • Oneshots/Scenarios

When you get Sick

My body decided to be a little turd so I had to be excused for today, which means no one wants me spreading my sickness at school.
But I don't think you can spread diarrhea and headache 😂

I can't afford to be sick rn we literally have like 5 quizzes later and I did not tire myself out reviewing shit just so I can miss them. And I get fidgety when I don't have anything to do, so I present y'all this.

Enjoy reading!

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Your Pov

I woke up in the middle of the night, not because of the twins, but rather because I was overcome by a sensation of utter dread welling up inside me.

But it didn't begin that way though.

I could feel this slight discomfort on the side of my head as I woke from my sleep.

I just took some medication and called it a night because I assumed it was just some sort of headache or migraine.

When I woke up around six in the morning, regret began to flood me, and the headache only became worse.

My forehead ached for hours, keeping me from falling asleep because it felt like a migraine that was bouncing up and down inside of my skull constantly.

It was like some leech that didn't want to get off of me. Either interpretation, it was very annoying.

After making a third trip to the kitchen to get a drink of water, I returned to our bed where my husband was soundly sleeping away.

His closed eyes made me grateful for the life I currently lead, as did the way his bare chest gently moved up and down.

My poor heart started to flutter like butterflies in the summer dew, Luka was and always would be there for me and our twins.

I'm never alone anymore.

I pulled the covers over my body, sat on the side of the bed, and then immediately rested next to the cute dork I referred to as my husband.

I sighed a small breath of relief as I turned to my side and looked on the bassinet that was next to us where the twins were resting.

My head was still throbbing in agony but my was full.

A warm embrace immediately wrapped around me, familiar calloused hands coming to grab me by the waist and pull me close to his broad chest.

Luka's warmth gave off a cozy, familiar feeling. It felt like home. Our home.

He goes in close to bury his head in the crook of my neck while I have my back facing him, planting soft butterfly kisses and leaving a warm trail that made my toes curl.

"Baby, this is the third-fourth time you got out of bed. What's the matter?" Luka asked as he continued planting kisses on my collar bone.

I sighed. "Bad random headache I got from God know where. It's horrible."

Luka furrowed his brows in confusion,

"That's not some random headache, Sweetheart. I see you staying up alot reading those things on Wattpad that I don't, and I'm surely won't, ever understand. You never let me read them."

I slap him on the shoulder in a lighthearted manner as blush quickly warms my cheeks in response to him calling me out and the severe headache I'm experiencing, "T-that's confidential information, Luka!."

"Uhuh." He merely answered, not believing my statement even in the slightest.

After that, Luka got up the bed and pulled the blanket over my face in a playful manner, leaving me scowling and squealing his name.

He walked towards our medicine cabinet and brought some essentials, such as medicine, water, and a fever head patch.

"I think that's unnecessary. I have a headache, not a fever, Honey." I pointed at the fever patch Luka was already peeling off.

Luka handed me the cup filled with water, then the medicine, "You felt pretty hot to me, Sweetheart. You've been drinking the wrong medicine that's why it wasn't budging."

I nodded my head, thanking him silently before popping the medicine in my mouth and drowning it down with some water to help ease my nerves, "Touché." I answered him.

After I downed the medicine, I handed Luka the empty cup which he placed down on our bedside table. "You ready to go back to sleep now?" He then asked.

As soon as I sat back down on the bed, I automatically had my arms around Luka, as I do whenever we both fall asleep at the same time.

I've come to the conclusion that since being married, we've never really slept apart.

Although with his hectic schedule due to his music profession, Luka Couffaine consistently arrives home on time and makes our bed cozy with his comfort.

Luka was humming me a gentle lullaby as I was drifting off to sleep, but I soon began to experience weird sensations.

My mouth began to feel dry, and my throat began to ache.

"Babe? What are you d-"

I quickly got out of bed, put my hand over my mouth, and ran for the toilet in the bathroom.

Something was burning in my throat and was desperately trying to get out of me. I got down and had my hands on the bowl of the toilet, and I started vomiting.

It was really annoying, to put it lightly, however I'm not entirely sure what I ate that caused this issue.

My eyes were progressively being clouded by unshed tears as I kept throwing up from the dread I was experiencing.

I was surprised to feel a reassuring touch on my back. I turned to look and saw that it was Luka, who was contacting someone on his phone as he reassured me.

In order to prevent me from accidently puking all over, he grabbed a bundle of my hair and lifted it.

Luka already had a cup of water ready for me to gulp down.

Once I finished letting out all the vomit, I grabbed the cup and immediately drank it.

"Who are you calling?" I couldn't help but ask after I finished.

Luka quickly closed his phone and gave me a warm smile, coming in to plant a loving kiss on the side of my head.

"Just my manager. We were supposed to have a meeting today but I'll move it to next week." He merely explained.

"Why? Maybe it's important."

"Nothing is as important as my Wife. I'm going to take care of you for today."

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Bleugh being sick sucks like heck.

I remember writing a scenario like this on my Luka Couffaine Boyfriend scenarios lmao. I looked back and read it and proofread this one and I just realized that my writing changed alot omai.

Thanks you for reading! See y'all on the next chapter lol.