Vixy Wilde {A Zootopia Fanfiction}[COMPLETED]✔️

Chapter 36: Being Sick

(Vixy's POV)

My head hurt, my stomach hurt, EVERYTHING HURT! Well, not like when I was in the hospital, but I just felt sick.

And I would have to stay in the nurse's office until school was over. Luckily, Aaron said that he'd take me back home. But holy hell do I hate getting sick.

Right now, I was laying on one of the beds in the nurse's office, laying down on my side. My fever was still up, but luckily I got all the bad stuff that was in my stomach out of my system. I was waiting for Aaron since he was my ride home. 

I've had a headache and a fever all day long, and I hate it. I heard the door of the office open and close before hearing paw steps. Aaron's scent washed over me and I felt his paw on my shoulder. 

"Hey, Vix, wake up," he whispered softly, making my ears twitch. I opened them to meet Aaron's green gaze. "Hey, how are you feeling?" he asked, rubbing his paw up and down my arm.

I sighed. "Crappy," I muttered. He nodded and rested his paw on my forehead, making me flinch, my forehead still burning. "Yeah, come on. Let's get you home." he murmured and helped me to my feet.

We both walked out of the nurse's office and Aaron placed his jacket on my shoulders before we left the building. We walked to his car and he unlocked it, helping me get in it.

I sat down and buckled up, my paws shaking. Another thing that goes on when I'm sick, is that my paws get shaky because of how tired and weak I feel.

Aaron got in the driver's seat and started up the car. One of his songs started blaring through the speakers and he instantly turned the music down. "Sorry Vix." he murmured, gently rubbing my shoulder. I sighed and shrugged. "It's alright goofball," I murmured back in return. 

He smiled and started driving me home. As he did, it was a calm, quiet drive, which is what I needed. After a few moments, one of his paws left the wheel and moved down to hold one of mine. I smiled and held his paw in return smiling. I'll be honest, I wouldn't change this goofball for any other, no matter what.

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Aaron decided to stay over for a while and make sure that I would be okay. He didn't want to leave his vixen alone since Vivian was in a mood and Uncle Nick was busy at work.

I was laying down in my bed, groaning at the heat of my fever. Aaron went into the bathroom to get a wet cloth and some medication. I sighed tiredly and turned to my side, closing my eyes and trying to block out my headache.

I heard some pawsteps and felt Aaron's paw on my forehead, making me open my eyes. He had a sympathetic look in his eyes and handed me the medication and water. I took both fairly quickly before laying back down. Aaron sat down on the bed next to me, placing the cloth on my forehead. The cloth felt cool, making me slightly shiver, but I soon relaxed.

He curled up next to me, his arm resting on my side and his tail curling around mine. I nuzzled him, his comfort being enough for me.

Aaron sighed in sympathy, his breath ruffling my head fur.

I ended up coughing for a little bit before sighing. Aaron pressed his lips up against my head. "I'm sorry you've been feeling this way, babe," he whispered softly, making me smile.

"Don't be, goofball. Thanks for looking after me." I murmured.

I heard Aaron chuckled softly and moved his arms to curl around my waist. "Of course, Vixy. You get some sleep." he whispered.

I nuzzled his chest and hummed softly, his scent and warmth lulling me to sleep. As I fell asleep, I remember that the last thing on my mind was how lucky I am to be with Aaron.

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My alarm clock woke Aaron and me up. I groaned weakly and tiredly. I didn't want to get up. I felt warmer than I had the previous day and my headache worsened. I felt Aaron reach over to my side of the bed and turned off the alarm clock, before looking back at me. 

"Vix? You okay?" he asked softly. I shook my head, slightly opening my eyes. I felt him slowly leave the bed and go to the bathroom. He returned with a thermometer and sat down next to me again. 

"Open up," he whispered. I opened my mouth and let the thermometer check my temperature while Aaron re-cooled the rag that was on my forehead and placed it there. Soon enough, the thermometer beeped and Aaron took it out of my mouth. "104, Vix. I'll let the others know you won't be there and neither will I."

Before I could protest, I felt him stroke my head fur, making me calm down and relax a little bit. "I'm not leaving you here by yourself. I 'll also let my dad know what's going on."

He then pressed his lips to my burning forehead. "Go back to sleep." he murmured.

I slowly closed my eyes and fell back fast asleep.