Fizzarolli x Asmodeus Oneshots

"Sickness" (FLUFF)

{Hello, readers! I'm so sorry that this took so long to release. I've been EXTREMELY busy, and I've also been struggling with writers block. I also haven't had that much motivation recently. I'm extremely sorry, and I should have another new chapter out in about two weeks. But anyways, I hope you all enjoy this new oneshot! 💜}
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Asmodeus never got sick as a child. He took enough precautions to not get sick in the first place. Plus, if he ever did, his mother would fully heal him in a matter of minutes. Sure he felt the symptoms, but they were extremely brief, never giving him an idea of their full extent.

So when he woke up, he instantly knew that he was sick. He was sweating while freezing and his throat felt like it was on fire. He tried to swallow some spit to put out the horrible flames in his throat, but that only made it worse. He groans in discomfort, and looks over at Fizzarolli.

"Hey, Fizzy? I don't feel good at all. I'm having cold sweats, and my throat burns. I also feel like I'm going to vomit," Asmodeus mumbles.

Fizzarolli rolls onto his side and looks up at Asmodeus. His head tilts slightly in confusion.

"What do you mean "sick"? Like...a hangover? I can get you some water if you need it, Ozzie," Fizzarolli requests, starting to get out of the bed.

"No. It's not that. I know what a hangover is like. This...isn't that," Asmodeus shivers again, his body being drenched in sweat. Half of his feathers stick up, while the others lay flat with sweat.

"So then like...a cold?" Fizzarolli extends his robotic arm to feel Asmodeus's forehead. His gasps in surprise at the warmth that is present.

"Ozzie, you're sick," Fizzarolli says. "Here. Stay in bed. I'll get you some soup." The imp zooms out of the giant bed, making his way to the kitchen.

Fizzarolli very vividly remembers seeing Asmodeus buy and make himself soup the other day. Knowing that information, he decides that he simply must help his boyfriend recover from this cold. Even if that means cooking for him, ignoring the fact that the imp can't cook to save his life.

So, he instantly throws the cabinets open, pushing around food and cans frantically. He starts climbing up the cabinets, them being too tall for him to reach from the ground. While climbing, he finds tea and honey, setting those aside on the ground.

After setting those aside, he climbs back up the cabinets, and finds a can of chicken noodle soup.

"Bingo!" He yells, grabbing the can in his mechanical hand. A small smile forms on his face, and his tail wags.

He climbs back down, and starts to cook the food. He also starts brewing the tea, trying to finish ASAP.

~Five minute time skip~

Fizzarolli looks at what he prepared, smiling smugly. His tail slightly wags, being happy at his cooking accomplishment.

"I just fucking did that," Fizzarolli says to nobody particular. He smirks, feeling like a badass.

He then gathers all of the items, and puts them on a self serve tray to bring to Asmodeus. He whistles happily, being excited to take care of his boyfriend. As he enters his and Asmodeus's room, he brings the self serve tray up to there bed.

Asmodeus starts to lightly chuckle as he sees his boyfriend. His feathers poof up in delight, and hearts practically fill his eyes.

"Thank you Fizzy but-" Asmodeus tries to say before Fizzarolli cuts him off.

"Shhhh. Be quiet so you can get better faster." Fizzarolli shushes, trying to help Asmodeus recover.

"But, Fizzy!" Asmodeus tries to talk again, before yet again being cut off by Fizzarolli.

"Asmo-" Fizzarolli practically whispers. He is cut off by Asmodeus, who looks partially annoyed by getting cut off twice.

"You know that I can just heal myself, right? I appreciate all of this, but I know many healing spells." Asmodeus states, his annoyance being shown on his left goat head. However, his right goat head still has hearts as its eyes.

Fizzarolli stares at Asmodeus. "And WHY didn't you tell me this?" He says, being jokingly sarcastic and overdramatic. Asmodeus chuckles slightly at the act, but his left goat head doesn't change.

"I tried to, Fizzy. You ran off before I could." Asmodeus says flatly. All of his feathers ruffling with his annoyance. However, they settle down, and he slightly smiles. "As I said though, I really do appreciate the gesture. It was very kind of you, Fizzy."

Fizzarolli tsked. "Kind my ass. I was just trying to help." He groans rolling his eyes. His tail starts to wag lightly at the compliment, loving the words of affirmation. He looks over at Asmodeus, climbing onto the bed next to him.

"That's what kindness is, Fizzy." Asmodeus says, chuckling again. "Helping when someone needs it."

"Ew," Fizzarolli groans, his tail wagging faster.

"Oh come on. You know you are. Your tail is wagging anyways," Asmodeus points at Fizzarolli's wagging tail. Fizzarolli blushes and grabs his tail, stopping the wagging.

"Okay. Sure. If acceptance is what you want," Fizzarolli growls. "Maybe I am kind."

"Alright, Fizzy," Asmodeus coos. "...I love you."

Fizzarolli blushes, his tail wagging happily. He looks away from Asmodeus, practically whispering. "I love ya' too. Even if you are a jackass sometimes."

"Oh shut up, you drama queen," Asmodeus says, playfully pushing the imp.

"Just...heal yourself," Fizzarolli groans, his tail very obviously still wagging.