Wendy Oneshot

EFFORT

From: noona-clock / Admin T
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: Wendy X You

You smiled as soon as you saw her walk in the room with a tray of a bowl of soup, your medicine and water. You’d told her to leave and that she’d catch a cold but she’d insisted. She pouted. She frowned. She even did aegyo. So, you couldn’t say no and finally let her stay so that she could play nurse. 

She knew that your mom’s soup was one of the things that always made you feel better so after finally getting the recipe from you, she ran to the store, came back and made a fuss in the kitchen as you tried to get as much rest as you possibly could. You couldn’t help but laugh softly to yourself as you heard her humming, muttering at what she was doing or the clatter of pots and pans in the kitchen. You knew you were lucky to have her here and her dedication definitely showed. 

Only except, when you took a sip of the soup, it didn’t taste the same and you couldn’t hide the look on your face. 

“You hate it,” she whispered, eyes wide. She sat on the edge of the bed as you took another sip. You couldn’t help it! You grimaced and it looked like she was about to cry. 

“No, no, I…” 

She took your spoon, not caring at all that your germs could also get her sick and took a sip of the soup. Her eyes widened and she looked at you before putting her head in her hands. 

“I fail!” you she muttered and you couldn’t help but laugh softly at how cute she was being right now. 

“No, Wendy, you tried your best! You just…” you sighed, trying to find the right words. It was hard when you were sick, so your brain wasn’t keeping up with what you really wanted to eloquently say. 

She hopped off the bed before you could say anything else and she ran towards the kitchen in a flash. 

“Wendy?!” you murmured in confusion. You chuckled, gently setting the bowl of soup onto the bedside table. You closed your eyes for a moment, still tired as you tried to recover from your cold. 

You were half-awake when you heard a shuffle and a tap on your shoulder. You blinked your eyes open and wondered if you were dreaming. 

There she was, Wendy clad in a sexy nurse outfit with a plate of toast with peanut butter and jam in hand. “Is this better?” 

You could see a hint of a mischievous smile and you smiled right back at her.  “A for effort, honey,” you said as you reached for her hand.