The Spirit Guardians Oneshots

Sick Days

Rating: T (for swearing)

Prompt: One-sentence prompt: "If I die, I'm going to haunt your ass."

Summary: When Mitsuki comes down with the flu, Lillian attentively cares for her in her ill state.

Timeline: 5+ years after Chapter 47 of Liberated

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"If I die, I'm going to haunt your ass," Mitsuki mumbled from her bedside as Lillian laid a cool towel over her girlfriend's burning forehead. Mitsuki had only come down with a fever a few hours before, but Lillian supposed she had already resorted to death.

"Stop being melodramatic. You're not going to die," Lillian complained as she set a few pills by the cup of water on Mitsuki's bedside table. Lillian had fallen ill the week before, and despite Mitsuki's insistence she would not let herself get sick, she apparently couldn't go a few days without kissing Lillian.

"This is all your fault," Mitsuki complained as she laid her head back against her pillow. "You're too damn cute, and now my throat's on fire and my body is aching."

"Language," Lillian warned as she retrieved the cool glass of water from Mitsuki's bedside and dropped the pills into her hand. She watched Mitsuki gulp down some water, her throat clearly burning from the act of swallowing. "You always cuss more when you're sick."

At that moment, Mitsuki began to cough, some water clearly having gone down the wrong pipe.

"Fuck!" she cried out through coughs.

"What am I going to do with you?" Lillian murmured, removing the cup of water from Mitsuki's hand. She watched her girlfriend lean back again and shut her eyes. Her chest was slowly rising and falling as she waited for the medicine to kick in.

"Do you want me to make you some soup?" Lillian wondered.

"Ramen," Mitsuki begged.

"I'm not sure that's the healthiest option. I feel like it's just going to dehydrate you even more," Lillian said.

"Please, please, please..."

Lillian let out a sigh. "I suppose you won't let me just get some instant from the grocery store."

"My mom's recipe is somewhere in the kitchen drawer," Mitsuki explained, her eyes greedy with hunger.

"It might be a few hours..."

"That's okay," she murmured quietly, bringing her covers up closer to her face. She looked about ready to doze off as it was.

"I might have to pick up some ingredients at the store. Are you okay with me leaving you?" Lillian asked, pressing her hand softly against Mitsuki's cheek.

Her girlfriend's head quietly moved up and down in response.

Maybe I'll have it done by the time she finishes napping, Lillian supposed. Mitsuki already looked just about ready to doze off. She grinned slightly to herself before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against Mitsuki's forehead. Her sick girlfriend shuffled slightly in response but appeared to be quickly slipping into a doze.

So needy, Lillian thought.

After scanning through the recipe and a quick trip to the store, Lillian was chopping vegetables in the kitchen as the broth simmered. She was excited to try some herself, even though it was getting into springtime and warm soups weren't necessarily the most satisfying food item.

Lillian was just starting to arrange the ramen when she heard footsteps shuffling across the hardwood floor. She turned her head to see Mitsuki moving into the kitchen with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Judging by the indented sheet marks on her face, Lillian could tell she had only just woken.

" 's done?" she asked, letting out a loud yawn.

"Just about," Lillian said as Mitsuki pulled a chair back and took a seat the kitchen table. She quickly finished up Mitsuki's bowl of ramen and set it down in front of her along with Mitsuki's favorite pair of chopsticks. Mitsuki leaned forward, taking in a deep breath as steam rose into her face.

"Mm...thanks. I love you," she murmured as she began sipping spoonfuls of broth.

Lillian smiled and sat next to her. Mitsuki still managed to laugh at her pitiful attempts to use chopsticks, which at least meant she was feeling a bit better. Lillian was happy to see Mitsuki eat the entire bowl quickly. Though Lillian was the better cook out of the two, Mitsuki was much better at preparing traditional Japanese dishes along with the help of some of her family recipes. It was one of the few things Mitsuki had left from her the family that had been taken fro her too soon.

"Thanks. That was so fucking good," Mitsuki murmured as she reclined back against her chair.

"Do you feel a little better?" Lillian asked, reaching forward to place her hand against Mitsuki's forehead. "I think your fever has gone down a little."

"Well, I'm not hungry anymore, at least," Mitsuki noted.

As Lillian retrieved and clean the dishes, she watched Mitsuki scoot to the couch out of the corner of her eye. Mitsuki slumped down with her blanket still wrapped tightly around her. It was starting to stretch into the evening hours, and Lillian assumed Mitsuki would probably fall asleep for the night soon.

"Can't make it to bed?" Lillian teased as she peered over the couch.

"Come cuddle with me," Mitsuki complained. "It's not like you're going to get sick."

"It would be easier in bed..." Lillian let out a gasp as Mitsuki grasped her arm, pulling her down on top of her. Lillian was about to complain that she would squish Mitsuki this way, but Mitsuki's arms were already wrapped around her waist, and her head was buried in Lillian's shoulder.

Lillian shifted slightly, trying to get some of her weight off of Mitsuki, before resting her head beside her. Mitsuki planted a kiss against Lillian's neck and hummed to herself.

"I should get sick more often so you can make me food and cuddle with me all the time," Mitsuki thought.

"I wouldn't count on it," Lillian responded, though Mitsuki's drowsiness was starting to rub off on her. Her eyes kept drooping until they closed. The feel of Mitsuki's chest rising and falling underneath her was soothing, and before she knew it, they were both passed out on the couch, tired and full from a hot bowl of ramen.