Love and Sickness (Tiffabelle)

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A/N: Tiffany and Isabelle are 24 in this

Isabelle paced around the room, distracting herself from her headache by nervously waiting for her wife, Tiffany, to get back. She accidentally bumped into the corner of the kitchen counter, causing her to wobble a bit before falling on the floor and bursting into a coughing fit.

Tiffany opened the door to see her wife on the floor. She promptly ran over to her, "Issy, are you alright?!" She asked in a panic, helping Isabelle up and keeping her steady as she guided her to the couch.

Isabelle shook her head, "Sapphire, it's ok, I'm fine." She said, trying to stand back up.

Tiffany shook her head, pushing her back down, "Absolutely not. You've been sick for days, Issy. I don't care what you say, I'm gonna take care of you and make you as many quesadillas as I possibly can!"

Isabelle smiled at Tiffany, "Did I ever tell you that you are the best and prettiest girl in the universe?"

Tiffany went red, nearly tripping and spilling the pitcher of water she was carrying. Isabelle tried to stand up to help her, but her dull headache suddenly got a lot worse and she collapsed, nearly throwing up.

Tiffany walked over to Isabelle and picked her up with ease, "Emerald, you need to rest."

Isabelle nodded sleepily as Tiffany entered the bedroom then suddenly looked at her wife wide-eyed, "But, I'm supposed to take care of Luna this week."

Tiffany smiled softly, "Don't worry, I can handle it two weeks in a row. Now, if you don't rest then I'll never get you gifts on random days again."

Isabelle smiled softly as she fell asleep. Tiffany walked out, stoping in the doorway to stare at her wife. She suddenly sneezed and groaned, "D@mmit-"

A/n: this was requested by my lovely irl friend, Leafeon! Hope you like it!

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