One shots

Sick (John Constantine)

John yawned as he stretched. He was careful not to wake the person laying next to him. John gazed down at (Y/N) and smiled. He leaned down and kissed his/her forehead. He frowned when he pulled back. He/she was burning up. John debated waking him/her up but decided against it. He got up and started preparing breakfast. From time to time, he would check in on (Y/N). John placed everything on a tray and carried it to their shared bed. He would get everything he needed from the bathroom while (Y/N) was eating.

*first person*

I groaned when I felt someone shaking me. I swatted their hand and buried my head into the pillow.

"Come on (Y/N). You need to get up." John laughed.

"Five more minutes." I mumbled. John chuckled as he moved the pillow and gently shook my shoulder again. "Seriously (Y/N) you're burning up. You need to eat and take some medicine." John said as he helped me sit up. I blinked up at him as I slowly woke up. I felt like shit. My nose was stuffed up and my throat hurt when I tried to swallow. John brushed the hair off my forehead and placed a tray on my lap. "Eat. I'll get the medicine." He said as he stood up and squeezed my knee before walking into the bathroom. John chuckled when he came back and saw me pressing the cold water bottle to my forehead. I gave him a weak smile as he came back and sat in front of me. "How you feeling?" he asked softly. I laughed weakly.

"Like a demon took me for a ride." I said. John nodded.

"Let's take your temperature." He said as he picked up the thermometer and placed it under my tongue. While we waited on the thermometer, John took the tray back to the kitchen. The thermometer beeped when John came back. He took it out and looked at it. "100 degrees." He sighed. I laid back on the bed and burrowed under the blankets. John fixed them once I had settled down. He gave me the medicine to take and brushed my hair out of my face again. "Go ahead and sleep. I'll wake you up when it's time to take more medicine." John said as he knelt down next to the bed. I nodded weakly as I started to fall asleep again. John smiled at me and kissed my forehead. He got up to leave. I grabbed his hand and he stopped. "What do you need (Y/N)?" He asked.

"Stay with me." I whispered before falling asleep. John sighed and went to the kitchen to grab his books, my hand slipping out of his as he walked away. He put his books on the nightstand as he climbed back into bed. John gently shook me semi-awake. I groggily moved over and put my head on his chest and put my hand on his stomach. John held me close as I fell back asleep.