Poe Dameron Imagines

Imagine #1 You have a Cold

Hey guys so just an announcement this is my first fanfiction ever written so I'm sorry if it's not the greatest. I will try to update at least once a week so yeah enjoy. :)

"(Y/n)...how you doing tiger?" You smile softly at the sound of Poe's voice. "I'm doing alright....just laying here dying is all no big deal." Poe chuckles and rolls his eyes at the comment but sits down next to you anyway "You are such a drama queen (Y/n) you're not dying" he smirks at you so you look at him and pout "Yes I am....cough cough" He just shakes his head smiling "Alright alright I'll play along....holy shit!! (Y/n)!! Do I need to call 911?? I mean you're dying!! Why?? Why (Y/n)?? She was so young!" His sarcasm makes you burst into a fit of giggles and you playfully punch his shoulder. He laughs as you smirk up at him "Jerk" but your straight face doesn't last long once he takes you in his arms and hugs you tight. "Don't worry babe. I'll always take care of you. Sick or not. I love you." "I love you too Poe." He smiles as he runs his hands through your hair "You want me to make you some soup?" You nod even though the look on his face isn't too confident. "Uh...o..ok...yeah pssh I got this" He walks out and comes right back in. "Yeah...Cup of Noodles ok with you?" You laugh & kiss him "Good thing you're a pilot and not a cook." You tease and go to the kitchen to help him.