Overnight Videos: A Colby Brock x Reader

Chapter 16

(Y/n) sneezed into a wadded up tissue and groaned loudly once throwing it into her waste paper basket. Her face was flushed and a few beads of sweat had formed over her brow again as she lay back down.

A small knock on her door sounded and she grimaced, a sickly moan vibrating from her throat. She coughed into her hand and rolled onto her back, croaking, "it's open.."

Elton walked in with a surgical mask covering his nose and mouth. Closing the door behind him gently, he then made his way over to her with a steaming bowl and a mug. "Heya love, how ya feeling..?"

His voice was soft and caring, as was his gaze when the girl rested on her elbows to look up at him. "I feel like absolute horse shit, Elton." Her constant flushed face had been a daily sight for nearly a week now.

Elton placed the mug and bowl on her bedside table before resting his left arm over her and rubbing her back in small, gentle circles. "I know, I'm sorry hun.. I brought you some soup with crushed crackers in it. And your favourite tea!"

(Y/n)'s face beamed happily upon hearing the tea, quickly reaching over to grab the mug. She slowly and carefully brought it to her lips then blew before sipping its contents. When she had had enough, she leaned her head back and sighed softly, "Ahhh.. that hit the spot, thank you."

Elton took the mug and smiled, placing it back on her bedside table. "You're welcome. Just wanted to make sure you're recovering well."

"You've done so twenty plus times a day now; are you even getting enough sleep?" Her soft chuckle was interrupted by a phlegmy cough. Elton made a face behind his mask and gave her two tissues.

"I am, I'm just worried about you." He grabbed another tissue to cover his hand whilst grabbing the used ones then threw them away. (Y/n) nodded while mumbling a thanks.

"I feel like I'm dying.." (Y/n) groaned as she lay on her back, drapping her right forearm over her eyes.

"Let me take your temperature then," Elton stood and opened the oral thermometer then held the end to her lips. She obeyed him and parted her lips, letting him stick it under her tongue. Elton held it there for a few seconds until it beeped.

"Your fever has gone down. It's only at 99, which is better than 103."

She groaned as she rolled from side to side, clutching her comforter.

"Yeesss?" Elton pulled out a baby wipe to clean the thermometer then threw it away. He then placed the tool in its box and back onto her nightstand. He glanced over at his best friend with a raised brow, "I could've sworn having a low fever was a good thing?"

"It is.. I'm just sick of being sick. I wanna go ou-" her inhaled breath was interrupted by a rough cough. She covered her mouth to the best of her abilities before reaching for her small germ-x bottle.

Elton grasped the small bottle then brought it to (Y/n)'s hand in attempts to help. She squeezed out some onto her palm then began to rub it all over her hands. Once done, she handed it back to Elton, who then placed it back on the nightstand, a few inches closer than before.

She sighed as her gaze lifted towards the ceiling and placed her hands on her stomach. "I just wanna go do something. I've been stuck in bed for forever and I'm literally dying."

Elton let a soft chuckle escape his lips at the sight of his miserable and dramatic best friend. He then reached up and patted her head, "Get better. Then you can go to abandoned places or mini golfing or whatever you wanna do."

"Gee, thanks for the encouragement.." a smile played at her lips as she rolled her eyes.

"Any time," Elton merely smiled his signature smile then picked up the bowl of chicken noodle soup and brought it into his lap.