Monster (Bachira Meguru x Fem! Reader)

Chapter 8: Fever

I gasped before taking my hand away. Was Bachira burning up with a fever? And right before their big game too?!

"Guys, I think there's something wrong with Bachira." I report worriedly. "I think he's gotten a fever."

The rest of the team stared back at me. Isagi immediately rushed to Bachira, and put his hand onto his forehead. He quickly withdrew his hand.

"That's really hot, is he okay? How did he get this fever?" Isagi also seemed to be worried, and so was the rest of the team.

"I don't know, but I won't have him sleeping on the floor tonight. He needs a proper bed." I commanded. Problem was, however, he didn't have a bed. The only bed available was through gathering points (no one had enough, or didn't want to spend them) or my bed.

Was he going to have to sleep on my bed? That was going to be a problem.

I sighed. "Can one of you guys help me carry Bachira to my bed? I'll take care of him from there."

Kunigami took up the request, and helped me move Bachira to my bed.

"Will he recover in time for tomorrow's game?" Kunigami asked.

"At a time like this, and you're worrying about a game." I chided. "I won't blame you though. This game will decide your future after all."

Kunigami seemed a bit shocked, but then spoke," I guess so. But I'm worried about him too."

I smile. "Don't worry about, Kunigami. I'll rake care of him. Fevers usually don't last long, so a good night's sleep should help. But now," I started shoving him towards the door, "I'll be taking care of him myself ." With a final push, he was out.

Now that he's gone... I washed a towel in my personal bathroom and folded it into a rectangle. I then make my way back to see Bachira sitting up. How did he wake up so quickly? And wasn't he sick? Even though I hadn't taken his temperature yet, I had been able to tell that he had a fever.

Quickly, I rushed to his side to push him down. "Bachira! You stay in bed. You've gotten a fever." I say as I lay the towel onto his forehead. "Don't worry Bachira, I'll get you some medicine to help you sleep better. You just relax."

I rummaged around until I found the right ones.

"Y/N..." Bachira said weakly. "I'm hungry."

"Huh?" I said, turning around. I saw him sitting up. "Hungry? Oh uh... I'll go get you something to eat, don't worry. Eat some medicine first though."

I poured the substance onto a spoon, and stuck it towards his face. "Open your mouth, Bachira." He frowned at me instead.

I had to contain myself from looking away. So childish.

"Come on, Bachira. I promise I'll get you food later." I nudged the spoon towards his face, but he backed away. "Open your mouth."

Bachira made a whining noise without opening his mouth. I wasn't sure what to do. Guess I was just going to have to force his mouth open.

Bachira POV:

I did not want that medicine in my mouth. Sure, I was feeling a little dizzy, but I didn't care. I was not going to drink that medicine.

Just then, out of nowhere Y/N's hand flew upwards to my chin. Sitting down, we could look each other in the face, and right now she seemed concentrated. I guess I was putting up a good fight.

But that one action was what broke me. With my gasp, she took the chance to stick the spoon into me. She shoved the spoon so hard, she fell backwards with me.

She then pulled out the spoon from my mouth and said, "Next time, you listen to me. Got it, Bachira?"

She looked so cute when she got angry. I wrapped my arms around her waist and launched us upwards. She was kneeling in my lap, with her arms towards my chest.

I grabbed her chin the way she had grabbed mine, and with a wink I said, "Whatever you say, sweetheart."

Back to your POV:

I blushed so hard I think I looked like a tomato.

"You idiot!" I screamed as I pushed him back. "Let me go!" I shoved him away and got on my feet.

Bachira chuckled and went back to bed. "Sorry." He stuck his tongue out at me before sneezing again. I gave him a tissue, and he thanked me.

"I'll go get you some food now. Stay here." With that, I opened the door towards Team Z. Maybe one of them would be kind enough to spare a point for Bachira's late night meal.

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"Thanks for the steak, Chigiri. I'll find a way to repay you, I promise." Chigiri was the one that had decided to help me, and I was very grateful. I was sure Bachira would be very grateful too.

"No problem, Y/N. Anything to help Bachira recover." Chigiri said as he carried the steak for me. I unlocked the door with my finger print before The pink haired boy handed me the steak.

"See you tomorrow, Y/N. Get better soon, Bachira. " He said the last part a little louder so that Bachira could hear.

"Thanks, Chigiri!" Bachira responded as I closed the door.

"Here, Bachira, eat up." I said as I placed the steak onto the mini desk I had helped him set up.

"Wow, Y/N, this looks awesome!" Bachira immediately dug into his meal while I sat by the foot of his bed and watched.

After a few seconds though, Bachira asked,"Y/N, do you want a bite? I don't mind sharing."

I shook my head and waved my hand,a gesture of rejection. "It's alright, Bachira. You cam eat it yourself."

He had a look of confusion at first. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I am." I say.

Just then, I heard a knock. "Delivery from Ego Jinpachi. Two chairs!" I heard some men from outside say.

"Coming!" I hopped off the bed and rushed towards the door. By myself, I dragged the two chairs in. They weren't anything too comfy, but they would do enough. As long as they served their purpose, it was good enough for me.

"Hey, they finally got you some chairs!" Bachira exclaimed excited.

"Yeah, took them long enough." I grunted, hauling the two chairs in.

Soon after Bachira finished his meal, he decided to sleep. On my bed.

"What a troublemaker." I said as I settled down on the chair. After a few minutes I gave up and decided to sleep at the edge of the bed.

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Bachira POV:

I woke up in the middle of the night to find Y/N sleeping on the edge of the bed.

Wait, was I sleeping on her bed?

I quickly got up from her bed, but quietly as to not to disturb her. Then, I picked her up and tucked her into her own bed.

She was such a nice person, though I guess most nurses were.

I rubbed my forehead, and I knew the bruise was still there. Maybe she was nice, but definitely very aggressive at the same time.

"Thanks for taking care of me, Y/N." I whispered.

I don't give her a kiss this time though. I had heard her fall down her bed the last time I did, and I didn't want a repeat of the incident.

It had been a little awkward for me, but I didn't want to think about it anymore. Maybe she didn't care? Or had I misheard?

Whatever it was, I still wasn't going to do it. I closed the door to the room for Team Z, feeling much better than when I had fallen asleep on Y/N's shoulder.

What an amazing friend.