Requested by: @BeatleCatLady
Fanart by: @devcrap on Tumblr
A/N: Just in case someone doesn't know this, Shane, Elliot, and Harvey are the oldest bachelors in the game, so, just a little bit of context.
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You love your boyfriend's, so much, but they're old. Harvey is always preaching that you and Elliot have to be healthy and stay fit but he folds when he tries to join you in your morning jog. Elliot always politely declines, always coming up with some excuse that he's behind on his writing or that he hasn't had his morning coffee yet but you know damn well that he just can't run to save his life. You, being the youngest of the three, (not like your underage or something, you're just a little younger 😭) sometimes feel like your dragging their old asses behind you. It doesn't help that Elliot is always complaining about his back and Harvey's knees pop whenever he bends over to get something.
On this day, you we're really fucking sick. It was probably because you were running through the rain to get back home from the mines before 2 am last night. You groggily wake up in your heap of blankets and sweat. You reach for the glass of water on your bedside table and when you swallow the water, you notice how much your throat hurts. You groan, you weren't gonna get any farm work done today. You slowly make your way out of bed and to your phone.
*Ring Ring*
"Good morning hun!" You hear Harvey say on the other side of the phone, along with a long sip of what you could assume was his morning coffee. "Good morning love." You say, trying to clear your throat. "Y/N, you sound terrible! Did you get caught in the rain last night?" He asks, concerned. "Yeah.." you say, prepared for his long speech about being careful and yada yada. "Y/Nnnnnn, you know better than that." He begins, and you hear him setting down his coffee mug. "Actually, love, can you just send me some cold medicine please?" You say, interrupting him. "Of course hun, but um, nevermind, i'll be there soon." He says, before hanging up. You look at the phone a little confused before shrugging.
As you wait for Harvey, you drag yourself to the bathroom and take a nice, hot shower. After your shower, you change to another set of pijamas, brush your hair and your teeth. As you make your way downstairs, you hear a knock on the door.
*knock knock*
You walk to the front door, opening it to see Harvey and Elliot standing outside, Harvey with a bag, presumably with the cold medicine, and a cup of coffee. Elliot is standing besides him, with a bouquet of roses. "Good morning darling!" You hear Elliot say cheerfully as he makes his way inside with Harvey. You stand there shocked as Harvey chuckles. "I thought you needed some help around the farm since you're not feeling well. So I told Elliot and we decided to come together." You smile, and hug both of them, Elliot planting a kiss on your forehead. As Elliot walks to the kitchen, putting the roses in a vase, Harvey checks your temperature and gives you the cold medicine. "You just have a cold hun, no fever." He says, standing up from the couch. Elliot hums from the kitchen, and you yawn. "What do you need us to do Y/N?" Harvey says, giving you a small smile. "No, I couldn't ask for you guys to do my work." You say, beginning to stand up. "No darling, we're doing your work today, there's nothing you can do to stop us." Elliot says, leaving the kitchen with some toast and your coffee. "But-" you begin to say but you get interrupted, "No buts Y/N, you're going to sit here and eat your breakfast." Harvey says, gently pushing you back onto the couch. You huff, but don't resist as you reach for your breakfast. "Can you guys water my crops and feed my animals?" You ask, looking up at Harvey and Elliot. They both nod and Elliot heads outside, grabbing your watering can. Harvey stays behind for a few moments, kissing your forehead before heading out.
As you sip your coffee, you reach for the tv remote, hoping to watch something interesting on the tv. You start to eat your toast, deciding on your favorite show, and get comfy on the couch.
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"Y/N!!!" You hear as you were about to fall asleep on the couch. You jump up and look out the window to see Harvey running away from one of your chickens, who somehow escaped from the coop. As you watch Harvey run, you see him trip and fall on his face. The chicken catches up to him and starts pecking at his head. "Harvey!!!" You yell, barely putting on your slides before running outside. "Clucky no!!!" You scream, grabbing your rebel chicken, who flails in your arms. Harvey looks up at you sadly, dirt on his face and hands. You shiver at the crisp air, the rain from last night causing a cool day outside. "Harvey? Y/N?!" You yell Elliot yell at a distance, looking worriedly at you too. Harvey winces as he tries to get back on his feet, settling for sitting on the still wet ground. "Are you ok?" You ask worriedly to your boyfriend. "Yes, I'm fine honey, I probably just twisted my ankle." Harvey says, rolling up his pant leg, revealing an already swollen ankle. You hear panting as Elliot approaches, and before you can warn him, he also slips on the wet ground. "Elliot!!" You yell, speed walking towards him as fast as you could, because Clucky is still in your arms, however now calmer. Elliot groans, placing his hands on his back as he sits up from the ground. "Elliot, are you ok?" You ask, sighing. The cold is really getting to you now, as you start shivering. "Yes Darling, just peachy." He says with gritted teeth, trying to straighten his now sore back. You sigh once more, before walking over to the chicken coop to drop off Clucky. As you head back after making sure that the coop is closed up, you see Elliot helping Harvey back inside the house, supporting him as he hops on one foot. You feel your heart ache seeing this, as you knew that they were just doing this to help you out.
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"I'm sorry honey." You hear Harvey say, as he looks at you from your spot next to him on the couch, he's wearing some of your pijamas and has his foot up with a bag of ice on it. "Don't be sorry love, I know that you were just trying to help." You say, leaning over to put your head on his shoulder. You hear Elliot groan as he descends down the stairs, a towel around his head and wearing one of your hoodies and sweats, that are a little small on him. "I really outdid it this time." You hear Elliot say as he makes it downstairs and heads to the couch where you and Harvey are. "I tried to warn you, dummy." You say, exhaling through your nose. (Like this 😤)
"Darling"
You look over at Elliot, who's giving you puppy eyes, which you usually can't not fall for. "I'm sorry darling, could you give me a back massage?" You huff, turning your head back around. "Nope, not my fault you fell, and also I'm the one that's sick." Elliot whines in response, collapsing himself on you. You laugh, and Harvey turns himself to face the both of you. "Leave Y/N alone Elliot, they're the one that's sick, and we're supposed to be taking care of them." Elliot pouts, "But, my back hurts." "Well too bad, you're not the one with a stuffy nose and a sore throat." You say, crossing your arms. Elliot sighs, defeated. He rises from the couch, leaving the room.
"Where did Elliot go?" Harvey says, confusedly. You shrug, worried that you were being too harsh on him. But, he comes back with blankets and pillows. "If you're not going to give me a back massage, then at least let me cuddle." He says, plopping himself back down onto the couch. You and Harvey laugh, and you grab a blanket. "Fine." You say, giving Elliot a kiss on the cheek.
You, Elliot, and Harvey then cuddle on the couch, covered in blankets, with only the sound of the quiet hum of the clock. Hey, your boyfriend's might be old, but they mean well, and you couldn't ask for anything better.
