Timeless: One Shots

Sick Days

Wyatt was sitting alone at the park he and Lucy always met at on Saturday's. The park was a beautiful sight, green grass and giant oak trees scattered. He sat there admiring the beautiful sight for fifteen minutes, until he realized she wasn't coming. He stood a small frown etched across his face. He headed for the park exit until his phone started to ring causing him to stop.

    "Hello," he answered.

     "'Ey Wyatt," a raspy voice said across the line, "Sorry I couldn't make it to our, um, thing, but I'm sick and could barley leave the house." He heard her pull the phone away from her face and cough. She sounded awful.

    "It's okay Lucy," Wyatt said, "We can just have our, um, thing later." Wyatt smiled a little to himself, he was going to surprise her.

     She coughed again, "Thanks for understanding Wyatt, I'll talk to you later."

     "Bye Luce," she hung up and he starred at his phone. I'm going to need to go to the store, he thought rushing out of the park.

       An hour later and Wyatt was pulling into Lucy's driveway. No other cars were there so he figured her mom was gone. He leaned over and grabbed the bag he packed from the passengers seat and got out of the car. He knocked on Lucy's door and waited patiently for her to answer. When the door opened Lucy was wrapped in a blanket and her nose was red.

    "Wyatt," she muttered out, her voice still raspy, "What are you doing here?"

    "Hey Lucy," he grinned raising the bag, "I came to cheer you up."

    Lucy smiled and opened the door wider for him to enter. He turned to her once she closed the door and set his bag down on the floor. In one swift move he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the couch.

     "Wyatt," she laughed as he set her down gently. He smirked at her as she started into a coughing fit. He patted her on the back before going to retrieve his bag. When he re  entered the living room, Lucy was snuggled up on one side of the couch allowing room for him to sit. He smiled at her before putting the bag on his lap.

    "Alright Luce, I am going to make you enjoy a sick day," Wyatt pulled out  chocolate and movies, placing them on the coffee table. He then pulled out tissues and medicine for her symptoms. Finally he pulled out a teddy bear and some soups.

    "Oh Wyatt," she smiled still wrapped up in her blanket. He smiled and handed her the teddy bear. It was a white one that was extra fluffy. She immediately squeezed it. It smells just like him, she thought gleefully.

    "So, do you want to pick a movie while I make you chicken noodle soup," he asked still smiling at her as she cuddled the bear. He saw her nod a little before he stood and went to the kitchen. Lucy blew her nose and picked out a movie while he was preparing her soup. Lucy put in the movie and let the previews play as she snuggled her bear.

    After 10 minutes Wyatt walked over to her and handed her a soup bowl. She took it and sat up straight to eat it. He sat down next to her and the movie began. She had chosen Mean Girls. Wyatt looked over at her as she put her bowl on the coffee table and in one swift move he wrapped an arm over her. She didn't hesitate and moved closer to him. Lucy relaxed into his embrace. It felt so natural for her to be under his arm and her snuggling against him.

    Once the movie finished Lucy and Wyatt were both asleep on the couch. Lucy was laying on Wyatt and he had an arm wrapped around her. Lucy suddenly woke up, her head pounding. She looked at Wyatt and saw how relaxed he seemed. His arm was tight around her, like if he let go she might disappear. She smiled at him and carefully reached for the medicine he brought her. Wyatt cracked opened his eyes at the movement and smirked at Lucy struggling to reach the medication.

     "You good Luce," his voice was husky. She jumped a little and looked at him with a sheepish smile.

     "Just fine Wyatt," she said biting her lip to hold in a cough. He chuckled and leaned over her to get the medicine. Once it was in her hand Wyatt stood and went to her kitchen. Lucy was puzzled but shrugged it off, taking the medicine. When he re entered he was carrying two mugs filled with tea. She grinned at him as he handed one to her.

     "I definitely feel better," she giggled, "Thank you Wyatt."

      He was grinning like an idiot when she giggled, "No problem, ma'am." He winked at her before taking a sip of tea. She playfully punched his arm before sneezing quietly. It was a soft sneeze that Wyatt found adorable. Without knowing it she leaned against his arm and rested her head on his shoulder. It felt so natural to Wyatt that he didn't jerk away, instead he embraced it and put an arm over her shoulder.

      The duo spent the rest of the evening talking quietly. Lucy occasionally coughing or sneezing. As it became darker Wyatt realized how tired Lucy was, as she held onto her bear, and gently scooped her up in his arms. She squealed but didn't shy away from him. He carried her up to her bed room and set her down on her bed. After he tucked her in she gave him a sleepy smile. He grinned back and kissed her forehead.

    "Goodnight Luce," he said softly as he stood in the doorway.

     "Night Wyatt," she yawned hugging the bear before closing her eyes. Wyatt stared at her before silently slipping downstairs to clean up. Don't worry Lucy, he thought to himself, I'll be back to check on you tomorrow. With that last thought he left her house smiling with glee.

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Thank you AlyssaWaite1 for this one shot request. Hope you enjoyed!