"Ollie, I know you love Quidditch more than anything but playing when you're sick is ridiculous!" you pointed out.
Oliver who was struggling with his gear stopped to look at you in the eye. "Babe, I've played quidditch when I was sick before"
"Oh come on!" you said, exasperated
Oliver came to hug you from behind and rested his head on your shoulder and kissed your neck.
"I love you Oliver."
Turning to face him you cup his cheek "And I want to keep you safe from all harm."
Moving your hand to his forehead. "Even from the small ones, like the flu,"
"But the team—"
"The team will understand that their captain needs time to recover from sickness. Besides, you've been training them all week, day and night, don't you think they deserve some rest too?"
"Fine," Leaning his head against your hand. "But I want you with me"
"Don't worry, I will be. Through sickness and in health" You promised, guiding him to lay down on the bed.
"Thank you y/n" Oliver couldn't help but smile.
"Anything for you" You kissed him before you left to find some medicine for you sick boyfriend.
17th October, adapted
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Oliver Wood - one shots and imagines
FanficHi there! :) This is my Oliver Wood one shots book Requests are always open, please send them! In this book, his nickname will sometimes be Ollie
