Ricky Bowen Sickfics

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this is gonna take place before ricky and nini broke up so pre-show thx bye

Nini's POV

Ricky and I were going out on a date night. I was waiting for him to pick me up and I could not be more excited. We didn't get to go out on real actual dates too often just because of school and extra curricular activities, and honestly most of the time we preferred to stay home and watch a movie together. 

But tonight we were going out to a nice restaurant and then we were getting ice cream. I got dressed and put some makeup and perfume on and sat on my phone, waiting. I had about fifteen minutes before Ricky was supposed to pick me up. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and brushed my hair through once more. 

I loved the feeling that Ricky gave me. He always made me feel like I was experiencing something new and exciting, even though we'd been dating for about eight months at this point. I always felt butterflies when I was around him. It didn't make me nervous or render me incapable of actually connecting with him, it just made me feel good about myself when I looked at him. 

I was smiling at myself in the mirror while thinking about that when I heard a knock on my front door. Ricky was also the type of guy who always came to the door to pick me up, instead of most people nowadays who would just send a text saying they were here. Not to shame that, though, I did that most of the time, it was just nice because Ricky always wanted to say hi to my moms and occasionally my grandma. 

"Nini, the door!" 

"Coming!" I raced down the stairs and opened the front door. Ricky was standing there with his hands in his pockets. "Hi, Ricky."

"Hey, Nini. Are your moms here?" He asked. 

I nodded and we stepped in and chatted with them for a few minutes. Ricky stepped to the side and muffled a sneeze into his jacket while I was speaking. 

"Excuse me," he said. 

"Bless you," I responded and then continued with what I was saying before. 

After a few more minutes I glanced at the clock and I realized it was time for us to leave if we wanted to make our reservation. Ricky took my hand in his and we walked out of my house. As soon as we stepped outside he pulled me into a hug. 

"You look beautiful," Ricky said. 

I grinned, "Why thank you, handsome. You're not too bad yourself."

Ricky chuckled and then rubbed at his nose. He opened the car door for me. "M'lady," he put on a fake posh accent that made me laugh. 

"Thank you, my good sir." 

I got in the car and shut the door and then Ricky went around to the driver's side and let himself in. As he sat down in his seat he snapped forward and sneezed again. 

"Whoa, that was a close one. I almost smashed my head on the steering wheel," Ricky laughed. 

"Bless you," I said. 

Ricky sniffled. "Thanks." He turned the car on and started driving. 

It was only a few minute drive to the restaurant we were going to. We were listening to the radio and singing whatever came on. 

"Ahhhh, I have to sneeze but I'm driving," Ricky said. He wriggled his nose and tried to rub it on his shoulder. I laughed at his attempt and kept laughing as his breath hitched until we reached a red light a few moments later. Ricky pulled the car to a stop and immediately ducked down and sneezed three times. "Oh my," he chuckled and then sneezed twice more.