Heavenly [Voltron x Reader Oneshots]

[ peachy! / keith x reader ]

oneshot: sick! keith x reader

notes: i love keith so much just lowkey though

word count: 1458

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"I'm telling you, I'm not sick!"

"Oh shut up, Keith, you're sick and I'm coming over. Just sit tight."

Keith groaned, as he turned off his phone, before leaning back into his bed. Sure, he felt like absolute shit and was on the verge of throwing up, but he wasn't sick! He didn't feel like worrying you, or anyone really, but when you had called him to chat about how terrible the Galaxy Garrison was, you had immediately figured out he was sick

How you did was beyond him. But he wasn't worried about his health, he was worried about the Garrison discovering that you left. . . again. At this rate, you'd be kicked out just like him.

Hopefully, you'd leave undetected, as you had been caught one too many times already.

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You turned off your phone, just like Keith had done moments before, and started to get ready for another one of your missions. Your objective this time was to nurse Keith back to health.

You started a mental list of what to get him and where'd you need to stop by to get said items. You'd most likely have to retrieve some medicine for fevers, or something of the sort. Would he like Chicken Noodle Soup or Egg Drop Soup? You would have to make sure to get both, just in case.

After changing out of your ugly Galaxy Garrison uniform and into something much comfier; a pair of black tights, a white tanktop, and a jacket tied around your waist. You stuffed some cash into your pocket, opened the door to your dorm, and left. You briskly walked down the halls, paying close attentions to the various cameras and teachers. You were glad that this wasn't your first time leaving the Garrison, because you would've been caught instantly.

Although you did cross paths with a very short kid with auburn hair and big, round glasses. The two of you could mutually understand that the other was leaving as well, so you both silently made a pact of secrecy before continuing onward. You wished them luck on whatever they were trying to accomplish as they did the same.

Finally, you were out of the hellhole named the Galaxy Garrison. You were glad that you had a hidden your hovercraft around the area, or your little adventure of saving Keith Kogane would be more like taking a trip through hell. The engine roared to life as you twisted the handle, and you sped off towards the closest store.

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Keith was getting worse and worse, he could feel it. He was debating whether or not to get ready to retrieve some medicine on his own. He sat up from his bed and was instantly hit by a headache, with a groan, he laid down and stared at his bleak ceiling. As soon as the greasy haired boy was about to get up: his front door was slammed open, accompanied by the rustling of bags.

He sat up, and much to his displeasure, he received another headache. He turned to face his now open front door and saw his best friend, [Name] [Last Name], walk in with a multitude of bags, although it looked like you were struggling. He saw your foot stick out to close his front door.

He heard a loud groan come out from you before the bags were all dropped onto a table nearby. You turned to face him before clicking your tongue, "I got you some Chinese take out, mostly 'cause they had egg drop soup and I wanted some orange chicken."

He snorted in response, to which you rolled your [eye color] eyes too. You reached into one of the bags, pulling out a container of soup accompanied by a spoon. Keith took it gratefully before opening the container and eating the soup.