Avengers Imagines

When your sick - Chapter 33

Bucky

A small sneeze echoed around the apartment and a small groan accompanied it. You were sick as a dog and it didn't seem you were going to shake it anytime soon.

"You okay?" Bucky asked from somewhere in the small place and you answered with another small groan.

"I'm dying." You finally supplied and he came out of the bathroom with shaving cream still on his face and a razor in his hands.

"I can make you some soup?" He supplied and you nodded numbly, cuddling further in the blankets you had piled onto your body.

"Can you make it tomato soup?" You asked and he just smiled and winked at you, making your nauseous stomach knot from his wink.

"Sure thing, let me finish shaving and I'll make you all the tomato soup you want."

"I want a lot of tomato soup." You replied lazily and continued watching Orange is the new black while he shaved his face. You loved his scruff but apparently nick fury didn't.

10 minutes later you heard Bucky in the kitchen, pots banging and the stove turning on as he probably started making your tomato soup. You educated the super soldier so well.

You were half asleep when the couch sunk beside you and an arm was draped across your shoulders. You looked at Bucky and saw a steaming bowl of tomato soup in his hands and grinned.

It's soup time.

Steve

"Hydra infected her with something cap, we don't know what it is yet. But it's killing her from the inside." You watched banner tell your fiancé the news of what was happening with your condition, but what you hated to watch was Steve's face shatter at the news.

"But you're looking for a cure?" He asked almost desperately and banner nodded his head, patting his friend on the shoulder and then walking out the door.

"I'm so sorry, Steve." You sobbed almost immediately and he turned to your broken frame and sat beside your bed, taking your hand gently in his.

"Whatever it is, I swear we'll get through it." He promised and you nodded, tears still swimming in your eyes.

Thor

You weren't sick-sick but you were suffering a terrible case of morning sickness from your expected child, aka the princess of Asgard.

"It's going to be okay," Thor whispered soothingly and you vomited again feeling like your life was going to end at this one moment.

"Can you get me a glass of water?" You asked and he gave you a kiss on the temple before walking out of the bathroom and out of your sight.

You wiped your mouth hastily with toilet paper and quickly flushed, staggering to your feet and making your way back to the bedroom and into the large bed that you shared with the King of Asgard.

"I have your water y/n," Thor announced as he walked into the room. He looked for you first then spotted yourself sitting up against the headboard in the large bed and walked over to you still dressed in pyjamas which he had brought from Midgard. Boxer shorts and a singlet.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked as you were handed a cool glass of water with ice-cubes floating in the top that looks like tiny children...Loki.

"A little." You confessed and sunk deeper into the blankets as he took the glass from you and set it on your bedside table. He then got back into bed beside you and you laid against his chest, feeling tired of-