Lovesick(MIW Imagines)

Sick(Ricky "horror" Olson)

Y/n's p.o.v:

      I have to admit, being sick is the worst possible thing on the planet. Granted I'm a giant baby so I tend to exaggerate a lot. But this time I felt weally awful! My stomach's hurting like crazy, my head's pounding, I can barely breathe from one side of my nose, my throat hurts from coughing all the time, and I feel so cold and achy. I just wanna cuddle with Ricky all day in a giant cocoon of blankets.

"Y/N?"

I barely lifted my head up while Ricky walked in the room, soft blue eyes gazing into mine while he petted my hair. "Hey honey, how ya feeling?"

I sniffled, blowing my nose for the fifth time in a minute. "Awhful."

Ricky cooed. "Poor baby, do you want anything to eat?"

I nodded, weakly gripping his hand. "Can I has some soup pwease?"

Ricky nodded, kissing my shaking hand. "Sure princess. Be right back."

   I watched Ricky leave, waving one last time. I'll admit, I can already foresee throwing up all the soup I may or may not eat from today. But the important thing is that I felt determined enough to eat it. Even though Ricky will be holding my hair back while I puke for an hour. But its the thought that counts right? Yea, I think so.

"Hey baby." Ricky helped me sit up, placing a tray over my lap. "Do you want me to stay?"

I whined, making grabbing hands towards his shirt. "Pweeeeeeeeeease?"

Ricky shook his head, adjusting the tray to be able to cuddle into my side. "You seem happy."

I slowly ate my soup. "Only cuz you're here ta make me feel all happy and stuff."

Ricky cooed, petting my hair. "Aww, I'm glad I make you so happy even if you're feeling all icky."

I whined, cuddling into Ricky's side. "Super icky. My back's so fucking sore."

Ricky hummed, digging his fingertips into my lower back. "Aww my poor princess, how can I help?"

Ohhh god. "Don't stop rubbing."

Ricky smiled and dug in harder, rubbing rough circles up my spine while he pulled me into his lap. "That feel good honey bunch?"

I moaned, pressing back into his fingers. "Yes Daddy."

Ricky groaned, rubbing his face in my back. "Mmm, I'm glad princess."

  I put the bowl down while Ricky moved the tray and cuddled me in his arms, piles of blankets becoming my new home for the day.

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