Dangan Ronpa 1 & 2 Short Stories

Hey Mama (Fuyuhiko x Reader)

A/N: So I know I said I would finish that request on Wednesday but I've been struggling to write it. What with life happening and not being too familiar with the whole transformation from Hajime to Izuru It's going to take a while to finish. However in the meantime I will write something else to make up for it and when I finish the actual request I'll post it. I know I've been pumping out work for Fuyuhiko X reader but that's because he's my baby and you don't find many reader inserts for Fuyuhiko. Anyways please enjoy my story.
Warning: A sick Fuyuhiko makes for an ooc Fuyuhiko.
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Based on Hey Mama by Nicki Minaj

*(Y/N) P.O.V*

"(Y/N). Babe. Baaaabbbbbeeee. Come herrrreee!" Fuyuhiko whined from his place in my bed.

"Fuyuhiko? What's wrong?" I asked, leaving my bathroom after washing my face.

"You got me sick." He was right. He was nasal sounding and his nose was red.

"Poor baby." I meant it. Fuyuhiko tended to have aching bones, stuffy nose, chills, sore throat, and watery eyes when he was sick. Sadly, it usually lasts about a week which means my baby would be suffering for a full week and we would both have to take time off from school. Ironically enough he always gets sick right after me and our teacher knows exactly how long it takes us to get back to classes each time so she's always okay with it.

"Now you gotta take care of me." He demanded.

"...I didn't ask you to take care of me." I pointed out.

"You would have died if I wasn't here. Besides I want you to take care of me." I decided to ignore his first statement.

"Why not Peko?" She is his right hand.

"Because I want you, my girlfriend, to take care of me. No one else." He sure was adamant about it being me.

"Fine." Like I would have said no in the first place.

"Love you." He's definitely sick. He's always honest, bold, and clingy when he's sick. It's the most adorable thing in the world.

"Love you too."

"Come here. I wanna hold you." Aw.

"I can't right now. I gotta go do laundry. I'm gonna make you some soup in the meantime though, okay baby?" I reluctantly said.

"I don't want soup." That's weird, he loves when I make him soup.

"What do you want?" I asked, confused.

"You. In my arms. Right now. Preferably in a nurses outfit but I'll also take you in your underwear. Whichever one works for you." Little perv.

"No. Later. In the nurses outfit but only because I promised. And you're eating the soup." I negotiated.

"No I won't. If you're not in this bed with a nurses outfit then I'm not eating it." Still a perv.

"Fuyuhiko, why must you be so stubborn?"

"I'm not stubborn, I'm sick." Little liar.

"You're the same way when you aren't sick." Ain't that the truth.

"I just know what I want and right now I want you in bed." It's cute how hard he tries.

"No. I already told you I'm going to do laundry. Go to sleep and I'll be back with your soup." I sighed and left the room. I made my way to the kitchen and started chopping up the ingredients for the soup. Once finished I put the soup and filled the kettle to make some tea for my adorable sick boyfriend. Once the tea was on I went to the laundry room and separated the clothes by color. Once separated I put the white clothes in and started up the machine. I went back to the kitchen and stirred the soup. I moved to take the kettle off the stove and prepared two cups of honey and lemon tea. I set them aside and went to table and sat in a chair.