Keith urban imagines/preferences

He takes care of you when your sick

You moaned in pain as you stumbled into the house. While working at your dog training facility you were super sick. You had come into work with a high fever, runny nose, watery eyes and a sore throat, cough and chills.

Your employees were concerned for your well being as you were the owner and manager of the training programs and facility.

They wanted you to head home seeing how pale and sickly you looked but you brushed them off and said you'd be fine and that you'd go home if you needed too.
You felt awful but did as much work as you could before your friends and employees shooed you away and told you to go home and rest.

Now you were home and were greeted by your two German shepherds Brody and Loretta.

You cough and sneeze into your elbow wiping the snot on your long sleeve and groan in pain.

"Keith" you call out weakly knowing he's working in his home studio.

You continue to call his name until he comes upstairs and finds you shaking and coughing.

"oh gosh did you just get home? Are you feeling worse?" he asks sounding worried.

You nod and walk over burying your head against his chest.

He hugs you and rubs your back. He kisses the top of your head.

"lets get you up to bed." He says. You nod and pull away.
He leads you upstairs and the dogs follow.

Once in the bedroom he helps you change back into pajamas and get into bed.

He grabs the thermotmer and puts it under your tongue and gestures for you to close your mouth.

You do as told and wait. the thermometer beeps and Keith takes it out. "103.1. Yeah that's not good we need to cool you down."

He grabs some rags and gets them cool before going back to you and putting them on your neck and forehead.

You sigh with relief finally feeling cool instead of boiling hot.

"We'll try a bath later" he tells you.
You nod weakly knowing how you do the same thing for him and the girls.

You curl up under the blankets and Keith hands you some of your stuffed animals.

You smile and thank him.

He nods and grabs a trash can and a few tissue boxes for you. 

Awhile later

After a nice long nap you wake up feeling a bit better. Keith's standing in the doorway with water and medicine. "hey how are you feeling now?" He asks. 

"A little bit better." you reply still sounding weak and raspy.

He goes over to you. "Medicine time" he says. "Pill?" you ask because that's the only way you can and will take medicine.

He nods and hands over the pill and cup of water which you take and swallow the pill and down the water.

Keith smiled "Ready to try a bath?" he asks.

You nod and he goes and sets it up for you.
A few minutes later
Keith helps you get ready for your bath.

Once in the warm water you relax.

He helps you get clean then he lets you relax for a bit. The water soon gets cold and it makes you shiver.

Soon Keith comes back and helps you get into pjs and checks your temperature again. "102.7. Not bad but not great." He said.

You nod and cough suddenly feeling like you were going to throw up.

He noticed the panicked look on your face and grabbed the puke bowl just in time to catch your puke.
He rubs your back and wipes your mouth with a towel once you finish. You groan and whimper feeling disgusting.

I know it's not fun." He say going to clean out the bowl.
You grab a tissue and wipe your mouth and burp into it.

Then toss it into the trash can next to the bed.

Keith comes back with the puke bowl.

Then he helps you get comfy again then joins you in bed to cuddle and rub your stomach.

Soon you both fall asleep.

After a long while and with Keith's help you got better.