𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸 (𝗵𝗰)- 𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

TAKING CARE OF HIM WHEN
HE GETS SICK.

STARRING: Douma x f!reader

WARNINGS: Modern au, basically fluff.

FORMAT: head canons.

PLOT: You had told your boyfriend, Douma, that it was going to rain. Despite that, he ignored your suggestion to bring an umbrella with him and went to work without one. On his way back home, he got caught in the pouring rain and, basically, he woke up the morning after with a bad cold and high fever.

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• Your boyfriend was reckless, but in a cute kind of way. The thing was he thought you tended to worry too much about him and he did not trust a lot in the meteorologists. Therefore, he grabbed his briefcase and headed to the front door of your flat without an umbrella. It was a sunny day, after all. Were you really even considering the chance of the weather to change abruptly?

• Flicking your gaze up from your laptop, you sighed in defeat and jogged towards him with the umbrella you had already prepared for him.

• "Babe, come on! Just bring it with you! I don't want you to get down with a cold" you had tried to persuade him, clinging on his arm with a pleading look on your face. Your puppy eyes did not work, though. All you got in return was an amused chuckle and a kiss on your forehead.

• "The sun is shining so bright vampires would be pulverized in a split second, if they stepped out of their coffins! I'm not carrying this thing with me! See you later, baby".

• With that, he was gone.

• Not even two hours later, you were texting him a cocky "I TOLD YOU SO", while you watched the pouring rain falling on the city from the window of your living room.

• You were not surprised, when you spotted Douma soaking wet on the threshold later in the evening. His clothes were drenched, his hair dripped water and, when he took his shoes off, he grimaced at the contact of his wet socks with the floor.

• You could not help, but laugh at him. However, the side-eye he gave could be labeled as a 'criminal offensive side-eye' and you were quick to grab some towels and clothes for him.

• Some snippy comments here and there about how he should have listened to you instead of following his 'questionable prophetic instinct' fell from your lips anyway, as you helped your whiny boyfriend to warm himself up.

• He demanded your cuddles for the rest of the night, of course. It was in the middle of the night, when you were both comfortably snuggled under the blankets, that you woke up to the sound of chattering teeth. It did not take a lot for you to realize it was your boyfriend, whose body temperature was highening increasingly second by second.

• "B-Baby, I t-think I'm s-sick..." he mumbled, between shaky breathes. You sat up immediately, turning the lights on and palming his forehead to check his temperature. Well, he was literally boiling.

• Now, Douma is an affectionate and clingy person. The ill version of him is ten thousands times worse than that. He would need your assistance 24/7, complaining about the fact that he had no strength to pick you up and make love to you. Or about the fact that he could not smell the delicious meals you cooked for him.

• "I am dying! I'm on the verge of death! Call Akaza-donooo!".

• "He would probably throw a party, if you died, duh" you replied.

• Also, let's not forget the childish, but funny part where he refused to take his medicines.

• "I know it tastes bad but, if you don't drink it, you are not going to get better" you scolded him, holding the glass with the medicinal substance in it. He pouted, holding the blankets over his nose and shaking his head vigorously.

• "It tastes like shit! Get that thing away from me! You are cruel, babe!" he bewailed, tossing and turning on the bed as if you wanted him to drink up poison. However, after years of being his girlfriend, you knew exactly how to convince him to drink his medicine.

• "If you don't drink it right now and quit this buffoonery , forget about my kisses!" you quipped, knitting your eyebrows together. It worked instantly. He downed his medicine as if it was a shot of vodka.

• On the first days, when he still struggled to get up and do some basic things, you did not hesitate to help him out. Out of everything you did for him, he loved it when you helped him to comb his soft, long silvery hair. It felt intimate and relaxing.

• When you brought him a cup of hot tea and some biscuits, he stared at you with such loving eyes you almost melted on the spot. As he took the first sip of it, you smiled and kissed the top of his head, before turning around to let him get some rest. However, you had to halt as he tugged at your hand and forced you to stop. When you turned around, he softly smiled at you "I love you so much, baby. Thank you for taking care of me".

• You chuckled and ruffled his hair softly "I love you too, baby".