𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 || Brinney Oneshots

𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 🫀🤍

TW: Vomiting

Finney was downstairs in the kitchen of his apartment, the apartment he bought with his soulmate. The brunette was currently making breakfast for himself and his lover, he found it quite strange that his boyfriend wasn't awake yet.

The ravenette was an early bird and usually the first awake, sometimes he'd drag Finney out of bed, with a bit of difficulty of course. So Finney thought it was odd that Bruce hadn't woken up yet, to soothe his worries, Finney stopped making breakfast and went to their bedroom.

The brunette slowly opened the door to see a Bruce-shaped lump under the covers, Finney smiled at the sight of his lover hiding like a child. “Baby?” Finney asked quietly, his soft voice barely present in the room. He received a groan in response.

The smaller slowly walked towards the bed, kneeling beside it. He waited a second as Bruce finally peeked out from under the covers, his bed head still untamed, he was sweaty and he looked pale.

This sight had Finney worried, “Bruce.. are you okay? What happened?” he questioned, Bruce coughed harshly which made Finney grimace at how painful it sounded.

( I swear if someone mentions McDonald's Grimace 🤨 . )

“Sick.” was all Bruce said, he didn't have the energy to form a full sentence. To his luck, Finney understand and immediately went into 'mom' mode. The brunette gently kissed Bruce's head and left the room, heading to the bathroom to grab some medicine and a warm wet towel for his lover.

Afterwards, he went into the kitchen and made some chicken noodle soup for Bruce, completely abandoning the breakfast he had previously started making that morning. Finney walked back into the room with a tray of soup, a water bottle on the side, some medicine and the wet towel.

“Bruce, can you sit up for me love?” Finney requested quietly. “Yeah, I think I can.. but it's cold.” Bruce sniffled, not moving from under the blanket. Finney laughed softly. “Alright, come on ya big baby.” Finney said, ignoring the glare Bruce was currently giving him and helping the ravenette sit up, still wrapped in the blanket of course.

Finney slowly fed the soup to Bruce until he had to stop because the ravenette said he was going to throw up. Bruce got up and rushed to the bathroom, Finney following right behind him. The brunette grimaced as he heard a retching sound, followed by the sound of liquid splattering into the toilet.

Bruce whined quietly, he hated vomiting more than losing a baseball game. Finney slowly rubbed his lover's back, reassuring him to the best of his ability. Finney scrunched his face and looked away as Bruce retched again, followed by another splattering sound.

Eventually they were able to return to the bedroom, Bruce immediately got back under the covers. The ravenette scrunched his face in disgust after taking some medicine.

“You shouldn't be doing this Finn.. I'm disgusting.” Bruce coughed, Finney only smiled in return. “I'd rather take care of you when you're disgusting than leave you here alone Bruce.” Finney said, laughing a bit. Bruce looked slightly offended that Finney agreed to him insulting himself.

Finney once again kissed Bruce's head, “how about you take a nap hm?” he wondered, Bruce thought for a moment. “I don't want you to leave me.” the ravenette frowned, the younger only laughed in response.

“I'm not going anywhere baby, I'll be right here when you wake up, okay?” Finney assured, Bruce nodded in response. Eventually the older closed his eyes as sleep consumed his tired body.

Finney stayed true to his words, he stayed beside the ravenette the whole time he slept. The younger kept himself occupied with space documentaries on low volume, of course he was mostly distracted by checking on Bruce when he coughed or sniffled.

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The early morning sun entered the room through the opening of the blinds, shining on Finney's face and waking him up. The brunette rubbed the sleep out his gentle eyes and looked around, did he sleep on the floor? Yep, he did for his boyfriend's sake.

The younger looked behind him, Bruce was awake, distracting himself by reading one of Finney's books. “Well good morning early bird.” the brunette teased, earning a smile from the older. "Good morning love!" Bruce said, sitting up and propping himself up on his elbow.

Finney sat up and checked Bruce's temperature by kissing his forehead, the ravenette only smiled softly. “Seems like someone's feeling better.” Finney smiled, Bruce nodded in response. “Yep! Thanks to my caring boyfriend!" The older grinned, pulling the younger into a kiss. Finney laughed and immediately kissed back, the two stayed that way for a few seconds before pulling away for air.

“Are you hungry?” Finney asked, he was more than happy to cook for his lover just to see his smile. Bruce nodded immediately and the two went into the kitchen, they ate breakfast together and enjoyed each other's company. Sometimes they wondered how they got so lucky to be with each other.