Voltron Legendary Defender Boy Scenario/story

~ He gets sick ~

To everyone who is sick or taking care of someone who is sick... I feel you...

Quote of the day!

'We got the iPhone, the iPod and then we've got laptops that have no eyes and a half-eaten apple called a MacBook... Maccawhatnow?'

- I'm running out of quotes so send me funny ones xD

KEITH

Keith woke up with a headache. You rolled out of bed wondering what could have been the cause and made him stay in bed, especially when he said that everything was alright. After checking his temperature, you pinpointed the cause: a virus that had been going around for a while.

"(y/n), I'm fine," Keith said. You gave him a look as you walked in with a tray of food.

"Yeah, I don't think so," you smirked. You set the tray down on the bedstand and took a seat between the gap of the bed and Keith. "Open up."

"Princess, I'm not sick and I'm going to eat this myself," Keith said, glaring in your direction. You ignored him. As Keith tried to sit up, you pushed him to the back, pinning his back to the head of the bed. "(y/n), what are you doing?" Keith sighed.

"Spoon feeding you," you smirked. Keith rolled his eyes and rested his head against the wooden surface. "Eat this one and I'll let you eat the rest of your own," you said. Keith sighed and obediently opened his mouth to a spoon full of chicken soup. You giggled when Keith kept his glare as you sat the spoon into the bowl. 

The second your hand left the spoon, Keith quickly swallowed his food and dragged you over towards him and pressed his lips against yours. "Mmm!" You exclaimed. Keith held firmly and teasingly poked his tongue into your mouth. When you finally broke free you wiped the spit from your mouth.

"Keith! I'm going to get sick now!" You exclaimed.

"And I'll get you spoon feed you," Keith chuckled.

"You hobo," You growled.

HUNK

Hunk was passed out on the bed. Last night he was coughing and blowing his nose until he started bleeding. At night you didn't mind; you were a heavy sleeper. So you heard nothing in the morning but you did see a warzone of tissues spilt across the floor on his side of the bed. You were annoyed rather than disgusted; someone had to clean it up. You groaned and got the bin from the other room and chucked all the tissues inside after washing your hands. 

You walked into the kitchen and turned the stove on to cook your little Bolin some healthy food.

"Bun-bun?" Hunk's voice asked, half-awake.

"Yeah?" You replied.

"Do we have some nice food?" Hunk asked.

"Hunk, you're sick. You're going to have to eat healthily," You answered.

"But I want nice food!" Hunk whined.

"But you're sick and your body needs its vegetables. I'll make them taste nice," you said.

"All right," Hunk pouted. You smiled at the thought of your innocent marshmallow pulling the blankets up to this thick neck. Everyone seemed to think it was weird that you were dating but who wouldn't stop to look at the cute teddy bear?