Fanfictions

Sick Days

Daryl walked in the door, his shoulders sagging, his eyes were droopy and he had a serious headache. He walked into the room and sat down, his nose was runny and he knew he was seriously in for it. He walked into the kitchen where Rick was in the middle of cooking, the moment they made eye contact Daryl's lip began to quiver. "I don't feel good...." He whined. "I seriously don't think I can go to work tomorrow.... Ricky..."

"Dare," Rick said, trying not to roll his eyes fully at him. "I think we should get you bundled up okay." He said leaving the food momentarily. He took Daryl's hand, the man began to shake slightly. Rick gave him a worried glance but was honestly unsure if he was or wasn't feeling well, he knew he could be over dramatic, that was part of why he loved him so much. However there were times where he thought he was being dramatic and he was actually being serious.

Daryl followed Rick through their home into the living room, Rick grabbed a red and white checkered blanket and began to physically bundle Daryl up in it, Daryl struggled with him for a moment as he was wrapped up in it. "You're like a damn angry cat my love." He laughed. Daryl gave him a slight glare before he was finally completely wrapped up in the blanket. Rick picked him up and laid him on the couch. "I will return shortly with some stuff for you okay?" Rick rubbed his cheek softly with his thumb kissing his forehead. He returned to the kitchen, and continued cooking. Daryl's nose twitched a bit, and his head perked up in realization.

Rick smiled softly as he returned after about ten minutes, he knelt in front of Daryl with a grin. A nice warm soup was sitting in the bowl.

"What were you cooking before?" Daryl asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Doesn't matter now, you need soup." He said with a grin. "Now, scoot over." Daryl slowly scooted himself over. "Good, there we go."

Daryl reached for the bowl but Rick shook his head. "What?"

"You're sick love, you need me to take care of you." He said softly, bringing the spoon up to his mouth. Daryl blushed a bit accepting the spoon in his mouth, he smiled softly as he ate it.

He continued to enjoy the meal as Rick spoon fed him. His face was slightly flushed, his nose crinkled as he sunk into the blanket. He was absolutely happy in this place, even if that meant he had been wrapped in the blanket like a child. He never necessarily wanted in like that but he accepted it as he knew he should.

"You're so cute aren't you."

"Rick..." He grumbled. "I don't feel good."

"I'm sorry baby." He mumbled as he kissed his forehead. "I know." He pulled Daryl into his arms as soon as he finished his meal. Rick smiled, rocking him softly. "So are you not going to go into work tomorrow?"

"Well... I-I don't really know. I don't feel good enough for it now but maybe if you keep cuddling with me I might." He said with a soft chuckle.

"Oh I will, after I get you a few more things."

He placed him back on the couch, Daryl whined softly as he walked out of the room. Rick walked back into the kitchen, he opened the cupboard and pulled out the hot chocolate mix. He made his way back into the living room with mugs in his hands. "What is that?"

"We have some hot chocolate just for you." He smiled. "Nice and warm."

Daryl smiled happily taking the hot chocolate, he smiled happily wrapping his hands around the warm mug. He snuggled into his planet a bit more. Rick kissed his forehead before he pulled out a chocolate bar. "Wait really?"

"I know you like chocolate, and you're going to want it anyway." Daryl blushed a bit, of course he would enjoy it but he couldn't help but he still knew he was slightly embarrassed by it. Rick chuckled as he flipped the TV on. "Now, what should we watch?"

Daryl gave him a bit of a look, if he was being completely honest he wanted to watch something silly, possibly a rom com or something. He just didn't want to think, and wanted to cuddle with his husband. Rick flicked through channels and movie options until they came across exactly that, a silly little rom com. Something that could make them giggle but also feel good. Rick pulled Daryl into his arms carefully, the blanket stayed wrapped around him. The two sipped their hot chocolate staying close, their shared warmth making Daryl feel better.

"I still think I need to stay home from work tomorrow," he said , pressing his forehead against Rick's scruffy cheek.

"I think we both can stay home, so I can take care of you." Rick said as he pulled out his phone. "They can live without me tomorrow. I need to be home for my baby."

Daryl blushed softly, he was lucky his husband was so good to him. Even if he didn't always want to be babied he was thankful that Rick was willing to do it.

Rick held him tightly, even if it was somewhat dramatic on Daryl's end he was willing to do this for him. He would do anything for him.