My Inner Demons ~ Oneshots & Preferences

💗~Sick Day~💗

Ava x Reader

Relationship: Dating

Setting: Ava's Apartment

Second Person PoV

(Y/n) - Your name

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        You hummed, sweetly, as you stirred a pot of soup. The soup was for Ava, who had gotten sick after insisting that the Daemos' spell pool was a hot tub. The humming was because you were trying to shut out the Daemos' frantic yelling.

        "FIX PRINCESS AVA, PRISONER!!!" They really had no right to just parade in your home and attempt to court YOUR girlfriend, but you let it slide. You and Ava had been close since high school. If you hadn't broken up by now, you were almost positive that nothing would break you two up. Almost.

        "If you would shut up for a minute and actually use your eyes, you would see that I'm trying, you royal pain." You countered him. Asch only grumbled and stomped away from you.

        A minute or two later, you were retrieving a bowl from a cabinet and filling it with soup.

        "(Y/n)! Is the potion done yet?" Noi asked. You let out a short laugh at his antics. "It's all set, Noi." He beamed and scrambled to open he door for you as you carried the soup to Ava's room. She was lying on her back, barely conscious. Pierce was seated at her bedside, comfortingly petting her head. He was the only one you were REALLY worried about winning Ava over. You felt a small pang of jealousy in your chest, before you approached them and asked that he left so that you could "perform the healing ritual." He only answered with a "yes," as was typical of Pierce.

        You placed the bowl on the nightstand beside her bed and sat on the floor. "How are you feeling?"

        She tiredly turned her head to look at you and smiled. "Not awful..." Her voice was raspy and quiet. You combed your fingers through her dark hair.

        "Can I get you anything else?"

        Her eyes sparkled. "I want cuddles." Before you could object, she dragged you into bed and secured her arms around your waist. Her head snuggled against your chest and she released a content sigh. You sighed as well, knowing that you weren't getting out of her death grip any time soon. So you gently returned her embrace and rested your head atop hers.

        "You'd better take care of me when I get sick." You mumbled into her hair.

        She giggled. "Yeah, yeah..." She yawned softly. "Love you..." In a matter of minutes, she was asleep and your soup went to waste. But you decided not to fuss over it. You had been working around the clock for her, after all, dealing with the Daemos and cooking and all. You were pretty worn out, so you just nuzzled into her hair and dozed off with her.

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        "A-Achoo!" You rubbed your nose while Ava continued to cling to you for warmth.

        "Prisoner!!!!" Asch called out, slamming open the bedroom door, only to find you AND Ava, red faced and sick. "They're both sick?!" You giggled, weakly at Asch's outburst. Now was your chance to get back at him. 

        "Asch, I demand you fetch us more of that potion or else we will use our magic on you!" And Asch, not wanting to deal with the rage of two powerful beings, fled the room, while you and Ava giggled and snuggled closer.

        A perfect day.