Red Queen Preferences

~He's Sick~

~Kilorn~

You finish making the bed, take a step back and admire the work you've done. You've spent the day cleaning the little hideout house and it looked so much better than it did before. "Y/n?" You hear Kilorn's hoarse voice. "Kilorn?" He closes the door and collapses on the bed. "He sent me home because I don't feel well." He coughs. You roll your eyes and sit down next to him. "I'll make some tea but you have to drink it." He nods and cuddles into your thigh. You smile and get up, causing him to whine. You roll your eyes and make the tea, occasionally glancing back at Kilorn who's tossing and turning on the bed. You bring the cup of tea to him, sitting down on the bed. You feel his forehead, which is burning up. You make a face and grab the pitcher, pouring the ice cold water on the rag. You wring it out and place it on his head. He lays his head in your lap and slowly falls asleep, breathing steady.

~Cal~

You sneak into Cal's room, immediately enveloped by a wave of extreme heat. You put your hands in front of your face in an attempt to block it from any damage. Cal groans. You lower your hands and look down at him. He looked miserable. Dark bags under his eyes, he was sweaty, and his skin had a green undertone. You made a sympathetic noise in the back of your throat and laid on top of his bed, running your fingers through his hair. He opens his eyes and looks up at you. His eyes were tired looking and bloodshot. You kiss his blistering hot forehead and lay an arms length away from him, thankful you're wearing a tank top and shorts. He snuggles closer to you and you sigh. Cal wraps his arms around your waist and buries his head in your chest, right by your neck, groaning. "My head hurts." He mumbles. You nod. "I know love. It'll go away soon. Just sleep." He nods and buried his head deeper in your neck.

~Maven~

"Hey." You walk into Maven's room. It was burning hot and you shift uncomfortably in your t-shirt and shorts. "Hey." He groans, drawing your attention to the bed. "Maven?" His head peeks out from underneath the covers. "Yeah?" You make a face and sit down, pulling off your t shirt. He raises a brow. "It's hot in here!" You say defensively. You adjust your tank top and lay down next to him, brushing hair from his forehead. "Are you sick baby?" You smile. He nods and pulls you close to him, head resting on your stomach. "Stay?" You laugh and run your fingers through his hair. "Of course."

~Shade~

You walk into Shade's shared living area. "Babe?" You see him laying down peacefully, eyes closed and breathing steady. You smile and lay his coat on the edge of his cot. "Hey." His voice cracks. You raise a brow. "Are you okay?" You sit on the edge of his cot and place the back of your hand on his head. "You're burning up Shade." He nods. "General said I should stay in and be up and running tomorrow." You make a face. "I don't think you'll be okay tomorrow Shade." He shrugs. You nod and walk outside, making your way to the General. After you stated your demands- and used a little blackmail- you get to have the day off and Shade would be back on the battlefield when he was well enough to. You walk back in and grin. "I just got you a few days off." He raises a brow. "How?" You shrug and kiss his cheek. "I don't really want to get sick just so you know." He laughs and wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you onto the cot. "I love you." He murmurs, head buried in your neck.