HONKAI IMPACT 3RD x FEM! READER ONE-SHOTS

Caring for the Sick - Otto Apocalypse x Reader

Requested by yasemei.

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As a child, Otto Apocalypse was born with a weak body. As such, there wasn't much he could do besides making inventions so you can imagine the devastation he felt when he became sick and bedridden. His head hurts. Coughing became a frequent occurrence. Otto was also not allowed to leave his room until he was well. Let's not forget about the dreadful feeling of having a sore throat accompanied by a snuffy nose. There are times when he has difficulty breathing, but it wasn't anything too worrisome. He could always breathe through his mouth. Still, it didn't make Otto feel any better about his situation.

"This is the worst..." The young Apocalypse complained as he stared at the ceiling.

He missed his inventions. More importantly, he longed for the comfort of his friends—Kallen and (Y/N). Did they know he was sick?

Then, there was a knock on his window.

"Ah..?" The blonde-haired boy turned.

He jumped at the sight of you sitting outside his window sill, one hand raised to knock against the glass frame. The little boy nearly tripped over his feet during his trip to the window. Otto managed to raise the panes a bit before you took over. Worry is etched on your face as you assess his state. You quickly head inside.

"You idiot. Why didn't you call for someone to open the window for me?" You ushered him back to bed after making sure the windows were closed. "Don't you have someone to look after you?"

You glanced around the room which told you enough.

The blonde-haired boy shakes his head. "It's just me. Is..?"

You immediately knew what he was going to ask. How could you not?

"Kallen can't visit you at this time so you'll have to settle for me, the next best option. Aren't physical activities bad for you?" You asked as you tucked your friend back in bed.

Otto allows you to. He found your fussing heartwarming. It made him feel cared for, even loved like an older sister worrying about her little brother. Although, did you have to sound like that?

"I'm not that weak." He said.

"No one's saying that." You climbed on top of his bed, resting a hand over his forehead. His bangs get pushed back. "All I'm saying is that you shouldn't push it especially since you're sick. Have you taken your medicine?"

You proceed to search for some sort of prescription or medicine left by the doctor and end up finding an untouched bowl of golden brown liquid. It had an aromatic herbal smell to it which tells you that this was the medicine the young Apocalypse had to take. You returned to your friend and offered him a spoonful of the medicinal soup.

Otto's face scrunched up at the bitter taste. "It tastes bitter."

"That's why you put honey." You prepare him another spoonful but stop. "Would you like me to put some?"

"I would like that."

"Alright. I'm going to leave for a bit so don't go anywhere."

He snorts. As if, he would go anywhere. Otto watched as you left the room. The door softly shuts behind you. The boy wonders when you'll be back. He already missed your presence.

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It took you no less than three minutes to return. You knew his house better than he thought. With the addition of honey, the young Apocalypse had no trouble consuming the rest of the soup. You checked his temperature again. He allows you to, even leans in to help you measure his state.

"Hmm... Your temperature lowered. But only by a bit. You probably need more rest."

"All I've been doing is resting."

"Well, you need more of that. Don't worry. I'll still be here."

"Liar."

"Why would I lie? Go on. Close your eyes. I promise I'll be here by the time you wake up."

"You better."

"So sassy. The fever brought a side that I didn't expect out of you. Imagine what Kallen would think."

His cheeks burn at the obvious implication of his fondness for the Kaslana. Otto wanted to reply, but a wave of exhaustion hit him causing his eyes to open and close. His vision shortening each time.

It didn't escape you how tired your friend was so you smiled and bid him goodnight. "Get some sleep. I'll be right here."

He barely managed to nod before sleep took hold of him.

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When Otto woke up, it was dark. His fever has gone down considerably. The blonde-haired boy sat up. His hand ends up bumping into something. He glanced down to find your unconscious form. Your arms acted as a support for your head, acting as a pillow as you slept. You looked peaceful. You mumbled some incoherent words before scratching your face.

The young Apocalypse quietly got off his bed and went to his closet to grab a blanket. He gently draped it over your form, trying not to disturb you. Otto returns to bed. He turns to you and smiles.

'How great it would be if this moment could last forever.' The young boy thought.

With you and Kallen, Otto can do anything. That's right. He would do anything for you two. Even defy fate.