The married life! | Glamrock Freddy x Male Reader

Sick again

F/S = Favorite Soup!

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It was currently daytime, and you were currently sick in bed and feeling like you were on the brink of dying

"Ugh... I hate being sick..." You sniffle before blowing your nose into a tissue

You hadn't told Freddy about your sickness due to not wanting to worry him. He was also currently out doing his usual duties since the Pizzaplex was open today

"Power through it, Y/n... It'll only last a week, hopefully..."

Just as you feel like you're able to fall asleep again without having breathing issues, Chica bursts into the room

"Hey, Y/n! Want a pizza slice-"

The moment she notices how sickly you look, she rushes over to the bed

"Woah! Are you okay?!" She places a hand on your forehead

"I'm fine, I'm fine, just a little sick is all..." You say in a nasal voice, forcing out a weak chuckle

"Have you told Freddy yet?? He would love to help!"

"Nono, I can deal with it on my own."

"Well... I'm gonna tell him anyway!"

She quickly removes her hand from your forehead and begins walking to the door, now slightly speedwalking

"Wait! Don't... *Cough cough* I'm okay, I swear..." You weakly hold out your hand, not wanting him to worry all day and thus make any kids or parents worried in return

"Too late~" She says in a sing-song voice while stepping out of the room, deciding to tell him anyway

Deciding to not fight it, you just lie back down and sigh. While you would love his company, you also understand he has a job to do

"I can't believe I got sick twice in the span of two months..." You rub your face, preparing yourself to be confined to his room for the next week or so until you're better

A few moments later, you hear the sound of loud and rapid footsteps before the door to his room swings open

"I... came as soon as I heard..." Freddy comes into the room while huffing and puffing, carrying a bowl of soup in hand

"Hi, Freddy..." You smile weakly at him, a little bit of snot trickling out of your nose

"I brought you some of your favorite soup. Why did you not tell me about this sooner, my darling?" He kneels beside you, showing off a bowl of F/S

"Thank you for the soup. I just didn't want you to worry. Besides, I understand you have a job to do..."

"Superstar... No... I am not going to keep working with the knowledge that my husband is sick and lonely in bed. You matter much more to me than having to do my daily work. Even though I like performing onstage, always remember that I'll happily give that up at a moment's notice if it means I get to stay with you..."

Spoon-feeding you some of the soup until it is almost all gone, he sets the bowl aside and climbs into bed with you before holding you in his arms

"I already got the go-ahead to spend the rest of the week taking care of you. I promise not to leave your side until you are healthy again..." He murmurs lovingly before pressing a gentle kiss to your temple, hugging you closer to his chest

"Oh God I love you... Thanks a ton..." You rest your head against his chest, feeling a lot more safe and comfortable now that he's here to stay

"I love you too. More than you could ever imagine. Now, would you like to cuddle with me? You can use my pecs as pillows." He giggles, trying to entice you into cuddling with him