Pokemon Indigo League Stories Part 2

Contest shipping - Drew's sick

" AAAAAAH WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO??"

Drew winced from the bed. " May, pl-"

" MY BOYFRIEND IS SICK AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOOO!"

Drew sighed. " May!"

May stopped and turned. " Drew you're supposed to be asleep."

" Rosellia!"

Drew looked at May, his cheeks red. " It's hard when you're screaming."

May laughed nervously and put the cloth back into his head.." sorry, you're the one who always does this stuff."

" Mmmm."

May sighed, then looked at Drew. " C.... Can I....?"

Drew nodded.." sure."

May laid down next to him and wrapped him in a hug. Just hugging him made her feel better.

" Good girl." He encouraged. " That's my girl."

May laughed softly as her Beautyfly flew over the couple. " Well, I should make you something. Are apple slices okay?"

Drew nodded. " Yeah. Apples are fine."

May nodded, but she was distracted.

" You okay?" Drew asked

May paced around the room, wringing her hands in distress. "I can't believe you're actually sick, Drew! You never get sick. What am I supposed to do? I don't know how to handle this!"

Drew, his voice weak but comforting, reached out and gently took her hand. "May, it's okay. It's just a cold. I’ll be fine."

But May wasn’t convinced. She shook her head. "No! You’re always so strong, always taking care of everyone... I’m supposed to take care of you now, but I have no idea what to do!"

Drew gave a soft chuckle, though it came out more like a cough. "You’re already doing great, just... calm down, okay?"

May’s eyes welled up a little as she leaned closer, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. "I just... I don’t want to see you like this. I’m used to you being the one who helps me when I’m worried."

Drew gave her a small smile, his eyes soft and filled with affection. "Well, now it's my turn to let you help me. I trust you, May."

May swallowed her anxiety, trying to steady her breath. "Okay... apple slices it is. I’ll make you something light. Just... please stay here, don’t move."

As she hurried to the kitchen, Beautyfly fluttered around, seemingly sensing May’s anxiety, and perched on her shoulder, giving a soft, calming trill. May took a deep breath, feeling a little more centered. *I can do this. I can help him...*

She returned shortly, setting the plate of apple slices on the bedside table. "Here you go. I made them extra sweet," she said, trying to smile through her worry.

Drew reached for a slice and looked up at her. "Thank you, May. You’re amazing."

She blushed a little, still unsure of herself. "I just... I want to make sure you're okay."

"I know you do," Drew said softly, his voice a little stronger. "And that’s why I’m going to get better. With you by my side, I’ll get through this."

May smiled, relief washing over her as she sat beside him, watching him carefully take a bite of the apple slice. For the first time in a while, she finally felt like everything would be okay.