Stally one-shot

Get well soon, you bastard.

"You're so dramatic, Ally," Stevie mumbles tiredly, pulling the sheets over her head.

"Dramatic?" Ally plops down onto a chair beside her bed and yells out incredulously, "You have a kidney infection, a bladder infection, and kidney stones. I think I have the right to be worried!"

"God, I'm fine n- " Stevie begins, before interrupting herself with a quiet "oh no" and throwing up what little food she managed to get down into the plastic bag on the bedside table.

"No, you're not fine." Ally sighs, stroking her disheveled hair gently, "And it's my job, as your girlfriend, to take care of you."

"Well, everything hurts, but you're the best nurse ever..." Stevie trails off, slowly drifting into sleep.

It kills Ally to see Stevie like this, in pain and exhausted, but she does enjoy looking after her girlfriend. Besides, Stevie looks adorable, all curled up in her bed and in need of Ally's care. The way her lips purses and the way her eyelashes flutter in her sleep send butterflies berserk in her stomach. She finds herself holding her "patient"'s hands and rubbing them fondly, and still her heart races from the reminder that this beautiful girl is hers. "Kinda hard to believe, huh?" she thought to herself, watching Stevie's chest rise and fall.

"Ally..." She heard Stevie call out, snapping her back to reality.

"Yes? Are you feeling okay?" Ally rambles on urgently, "Do you need to vo- "

"Shut the fuck up and cuddle with me." Stevie whispers, smirking weakly.

"You're extra clingy when you're ill," Ally comments cheekily, beaming from ear to ear, "You should get sick more often."

Stevie rolls her eyes, as she scoots over. Ally climbs onto the bed and takes the other girl into her arms. She feels Stevie's head nuzzle into her chest and how she soon begins to snore gently. She lets herself to adore the masterpiece before her. Stevie's complexion is slightly paler than usual, a feverish redness flushing on her cheeks, but God, the beauty is still as breathtaking as any other day.

"I know you're staring," Stevie murmurs, barely coherent, repressing a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth, "you know that, right?" Stevie lifts her head to look at Ally, and continues, "And you should rest. You've barely slept at all."

"I like taking care of you!" Ally protests, "Get well soon, and I'll sleep then."

"You're the best girlfriend ever, and I'm feeling a lot better now, thanks to you force feeding me liquids." Stevie slips her hands around Ally's waist, and buries her face in Ally's shoulders.

Ally runs her hand along Stevie's sides and holds her closer, feeling the now fast asleep girl's ragged breath against her chest.

Grinning goofily, Ally realizes how madly in love she is.

"Get well soon, you bastard."