🍼MELANIE MARTINEZ IMAGINES🧴

Overworked and now you're sick

Now...
In this one
Mel is sick.
NOOOO POOR MEL 😭😭😭
*cries*
You better do a good job of taking care of her 😡😡😡
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Mel was upstairs in her office working away, she was designing costumes for her latest music video.
Now...of course you didn't have problems with her working, but what you did have problems with was her not taking any breaks.
She had skipped breakfast, lunch, and you didn't think she was going to eat any dinner, either. She also hadn't been to the bathroom in ages. She had just been up there, curled up in her office chair with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, a bottle of water, a pencil, and paper.
Now, thinking of all of this made you worried.
So, you decided to go check on her.
You ran up the steps and swung open the door to Mel's office, and instead of seeing what you thought'd you'd see, an overworked Mel with eye bags the size of purses and a pencil clutched tight in her sweaty, aching palms, you saw a Mel that was hung over a trash can, puking.
Tissues littered Mel's desk and just her office in general, her face and what seemed to also be her body was covered in a thick, sticky layer of sweat, snot was dripping out of her nose and her body seemed to be aching based off of how badly she was tensed up.
Your jaw dropped so low you swore you broke it and you ran over to the sick girl, tears bubbling in your eyes from seeing her in this state as you placed a hand on her sweat-covered back.

"Mel!...are you...alright?"
Melanie clutched the sides of the trash can tight in her hands and let out a long, shaky breath.
"Oh gosh...let me go get you a towel."

You ran into the bathroom closest to her office and yanked open the closet door, grabbing a towel from the top shelf and wetting it under the sink.
After you squeezed all the excess water out you ran back into Mel's office and forcefully grabbed her chin, beginning to clean her up.
"Y/n..." Mel said with her new, quite raspy tone.
"Mel...what happened?" You asked, worry filling your tone as you sat the towel down.
"Uh...I'm not exactly sure. I don't feel good, though..."
"Of course you don't feel good! You've been locked up in here for who knows how long and you haven't eaten anything or drank anything besides water."
"I-I'm sorry...I just have to finish-"
"No. You're not finishing anything, Mel. You're gonna go take a shower and lay down and let me take care of you."
"But- my crew...they will-"
"I don't care about your crew right now. I care about your health."
Mel bit her lip and sat the trashcan down next to her.
"I'm gonna go clean out your trashcan and run you a shower. You stay here. And don't pick up that pencil, you hear me?"
"Mm...yes~..."
"Good."
You grabbed the trashcan and went back into the bathroom, rinsing the trashcan out in the sink and then placing it on the toilet.
You got some dish soap from the bathroom closet and picked up the trashcan again, squirting some of the blue liquid into the can and then scrubbing the trashcan with a sponge.
After the trashcan was clean, you rinsed it out again and then dried it off with a towel, setting it on the floor.
You walked over to the shower, turning it on and pulling the drain up so the water wouldn't start to fill the tub.
"Mel!" You exclaimed, probably too loud for Mel's pounding head but she rose from her chair and walked into the bathroom anyways.
She sat on the toilet and began to strip as you planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I want you to shower and go straight into the bedroom. While you're bathing I'll be cleaning your office, and after I'm done cleaning it, I'll be locking it up so you can't go back into it."
Mel let out a whine as she slid her pants off.
"Cmon, n/n...do you really not trust me with not going back in there?"
"No. I don't, actually. You overworked yourself and now here you are, a sick, achy mess."
"Hmph."
"You'll get over it and thank me later."

Mel got into the shower after giving you the stink eye to which you just laughed at and went to clean her office.
You threw away all the tissues in a trash bag and sprayed the room with disinfectant, and after you were finished cleaning you locked the door and threw the tissues away.
After you were done you went into the bedroom, Mel still wasn't done with her shower yet so you decided to pick out some pajamas for her while you waited.
You picked out a sleeveless white tank top and some plaid pajama shorts, keeping in mind that Mel wouldn't want to be hot.
After you finished picking out her clothes, you saw Mel walking into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body and her hair in a soppy bun.
You whipped your head over to her and shot her a smile.
"Feel a little better?" You asked as Melanie sat down at the foot of the bed and began dressing herself.
Mel cleared her throat and pulled on her shorts before answering you.
"Yeah. I guess."
"Good. Even if it is just a little."

After Mel was done getting dressed you tucked her into the bed and planted a kiss on her nose.
You placed a hand on her forehead and your breath hitched at how warm her skin was.
"You're burning up, love. I'm gonna go get the thermometer."
"Mmhmm..." Mel groaned into her pillow, clearly not caring.
You ran into your guy's connected bathroom and grabbed the thermometer from the drawer under the sink and then went back into your guy's room.
"Say ah, Mel."
Mel parted her lips and you placed the thermometer in her mouth.
You sat down next to her and rubbed her shoulder while you waited for the thermometer to beep.
Once it did, you took it out and read the temperature out loud.
"102.6. My...I'm glad I caught you when I did." You said, setting the thermometer down on the nightstand.
"I'm gonna go make you some dinner. Stay put."
"Mmm...alright."
"Don't get up, Mel."

You rose from the bed and went into the kitchen, opening up the door to the pantry and grabbing some soup from the shelf.
You cooked the soup in the microwave and before you gave it to Mel, while you were still in the kitchen, you threw a little bit of ginger into the bowl and grabbed a spoon.
As you stirred the soup, you began walking back into the bedroom.

Once you arrived back into the bedroom, you placed the bowl of soup on the nightstand gently shook Mel, as her eyes were closed.
"Mel, honey...I made you some soup~..."
Mel's eyes fluttered open and she propped herself up against her pillow.
"Oh...thanks, N/n."
"No problem, baby."
You placed the bowl in Mel's lap and smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears.
"Do you want some crackers with it? I think we have some in the pantry."
"U-uhm...yeah. That sounds good." Mel replied, picking up the bowl of soup.
"Okay."

You walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a pack of saltine crackers from the pantry, tearing the package open and eating one as you walked back into the bedroom.
You poured some of the crackers into Melanie's bowl and then stirred the soup, making sure that the crackers weren't just sitting on top.
"There you go, Mel."
"Thank you, N/n." Mel said, giving you a small smile.
Mel began eating her soup and you got a towel from the bathroom, wetting it in the sink and then going back to place it on Mel's forehead.
"There." You said after placing it.
Mel had finished her soup, so you decided that you both could just watch a movie together until she fell asleep.
So, you got into bed with her and turned on the TV, let her pick out the movie, to which she picked out the Disney cLasSic...
'All Dogs Go To Heaven.'

You both fell asleep to the movie, and Melanie woke up feeling a lot better.
She thanked you millions of times and then after a few hours she realized that uh-
You had got what she had and that you were sick now so...
This is probably going to repeat itself for a while now 🤓

Bye sisters ily and good job on taking care of Mel <3