ninjago oneshots

love sick (lloyd sick)

Walking into school, I let out a sigh of relief as the warm air surrounded me. Rain had started falling from the sky on my walk to school. It left me soaking wet and cold. I arrived at my locker, put my backpack in, and closed it. Lloyd bounded up to me, the boy's blonde hair as fluffy as usual.

"Jesus, y/n, you're a mess," he blurted out affectionately.

"I'm gonna get you for that!" I giggled as I approached him, his green eyes widening as I wrapped my arms around him, leaving a wet print on his hoodie.

"Okay, okay.. I'm sorry. Come on - we're late, you dumbie," Lloyd said as he pulled me along by my arm. We walked to our first class, the chill finally setting in, resulting in me shivering uncontrollably. The teacher sent me a confused look as I dripped water on the floor as I went to go sit down.

I was cold. So, so cold. Lloyd had sent me multiple sympathy glances from the other side of the room. Eventually, I watched as he snuck his phone out of his pocket. I was miserable.

🌻🐉

are you good

Sent 9:02am

Me

i'm good i swear

Delivered 

🌻🐉

are you sure?

Sent 9:04am

He turned his head once again, his big green eyes full of concern.

🌻🐉

you're about to turn blue y/n

Sent 9:05

Me

okay fine maybe im not okay, but there's nothing we can do about it

Delivered

My head was pounding, the pain spreading throughout my body as the chill continued to set in. The soaking wet clothes weren't helping, that's for sure. But I could do this. I can make it through the day. If I try to convince myself, I can do it.

🌻🐉

come on im gonna bring you home

Sent 9:08

I blankly watched as he grabbed his books and went up to the teacher, quietly talking to her. I could barely hear what he said, but I heard my name a few times. The teacher glared at me before nodding at Lloyd.

Lethargically, I picked my books up. Lloyd took them from me, gently threading his hand through my smaller one. We put our books in their lockers and went out to the parking lot, finding Lloyd's old, beat up car. He opened my door for me with one of his sweet, gentle smiles. I felt my face grow warmer, definitely becoming flushed. He handed me his phone, letting me choose the music for the ride. He turned the heat all the way up in the car, resulting in a relaxed smile from me.

Before we knew it, we had pulled into my driveway. Unlocking the door with clammy hands, I opened the door. Lloyd followed me in, close behind me. I led him up to my room, still feeling my head pound. To be honest, I think I was coming down with something; I felt so-

And then.. I sneezed. A lot. My throat ached, feeling scratchy. Handing me tissues from the box on my bedside table, Lloyd watched me, a small frown on his face, which was sprinkled with light freckles.

"I-I really don't feel good now," I whimpered, sliding down onto the floor, pulling my knees into my chest.

"Hey, hey. It'll be okay. You should take a shower, and get into some warm clothes. Then we can watch any movie you want, okay?"

Pouting, I gave him a small nod. I made the most important choice of the day - picking what comfortable clothes to wear. After choosing a pair of gray sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, I made my way into the bathroom.

As I stepped into the warm shower, I let the water run over me, a shiver running up my spine. I felt bad, leaving Lloyd alone in my room. He didn't have to do this - to come home with me, spend the day with me. Who knows; I could give him my sickness. Oh, god. I hope I don't do that.

For as long as I could remember, I had liked Lloyd. I liked almost everything about him, from the way he cared for others to the way he ate his noodles at lunch. He was the kindest person I had met, and he made me feel special. More than anything, I wanted to be with him, even just as friends. When we started talking years prior, I was over the moon with joy. He made me feel things nobody else did. I wanted to make a move so badly, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship.

I got out of the shower, getting dressed as quickly as possible. I put my hair into messy french braids, staring at myself in the foggy mirror. My nose and eyes were red. God, I was a mess. Frowning, I left the room. Unfortunately, Lloyd was used to seeing me looking like a mess.

Lloyd was laying on my bed, scrolling through his phone. He looked up at me as I came into the room.

"Did you think of a movie?" Lloyd questioned, pulling the covers over his legs and holding them up so I could get into the bed.

Sliding under the covers, I find it difficult not to lean my head on Lloyd's chest. He was so warm and close, and I was so sleepy.

"Is Bambi okay? I know it's sad, but he's so cute," I suggested, looking up into Lloyd's bright emerald green eyes.

"Anything for you, buttercup," he replied, with a smile that sent butterflies rushing to my stomach and made my heart race. He used the nickname he had for me for years, making my heart burst.

I opened my computer to my disney plus account, finding Bambi almost immediately. I set the laptop between us, settling into the pillow that was supporting my head and back.

We watched the movie till the end, Lloyd and I way closer than we had been when the movie started. We smiled at the cute scenes and I teared up when Bambi's mom died. I let out countless coughs and sneezes as the movie went on, feeling myself grow more and more tired.

"I wish she didn't have to die," I sniffled.

Lloyd pulled me closer to him, squeezing me affectionately. A few tears made their way down my cheeks as I curled my head into Lloyd's chest. I pulled away from him, looking up into his eyes.

"Can I tell you something, sunflower?" I whispered.

"O-of course," Lloyd replied, uncertainly.

"The thing is.. I've liked you for a really long time. Since my first memory of you, I've liked everything about you. Your hair is so fluffy and perfect, I've wanted to run my finger through it for as long as I can remember. And god, Lloyd, I could stare into your eyes all day. They're like... green galaxies," I breathed, looking up at him, my face burning red.

"I like you, too, y/n. More than anything," Lloyd continued, "You make me laugh like nobody else can, and you're the best person I've been friends with. You're the prettiest girl I've seen, you're everything I've ever dreamt of and even more."

His eyes were soft as he hooked a finger under my chin, bending down to press his lips against mine. I put a hand behind his head, leaning into the kiss. As I closed my eyes, his lips were soft against mine. Fireworks burst in my stomach as he pulled away, a huge smile on his face.

"God, sunflower, you're gonna get sick," I breathlessly giggled.

With a smile, Lloyd pulled me closer until my head rested against his chest. I laid there for a matter of minutes before drifting off into a deep sleep as Lloyd ran his fingers through my hair, which had fallen out of the braids. Despite being sicker than I had in a long time, I was finally at peace. With my Lloyd here, everything was okay. I was safe in his arms, and the world was right.