MODERN AU

SUMMARY: Yelena is sick, and you have to take care of her.

WARNINGS: cursing, suggestive comments.

DYNAMIC: Established relationship

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Yelena sneezed for about the hundredth time that evening, making you cringe from your spot beside her on the bed.

She was wrapped up in about every single blanket she could find lying around the house, save for the comforter on your bed, which you were using.

She had caught a pretty nasty bug the previous day, and due to the warm weather coming up, it was bound to make it worse, since her allergies tended to act up during those times.

Her blonde hair had been pushed back and out of her face, revealing her slightly sweaty forehead. Maybe she shouldn't be wearing all of those blankets, but you knew that if you tried to take them away, she'd get whiney, as she usually did when she was sick.

Yelena sniffled, trying to get rid of the small amount of snot that had dripped out of her nose when she had sneezed.

She let out a soft groan and decided to flop down on her side, her head near your lap. "This sucks, I feel like shit." Her usually baritone voice was nasally and congested, making it deeper then it usually was, but also really hoarse. You ran a hand through her sweat-dampened hair, scratching at her scalp.

"Do you want anything? I can make you some food or get you some water?" You suggested, but Yelena only shook her head

"Don't want you to leave, plus if I eat anything, I might puke." She already felt sick to her stomach, and she wanted to eat since her growing hunger was making her feel worse, but she knew that if she ate, she'd just blow chunks all over the floor.

Your hand pressed against her burning skin. Her cheeks were flushed a light pink due to her fever, but she was also pale and sweaty.

You hoped that what she had wasn't contagious, but if it was, you were sure that Yelena would take care of you just as you are doing for her now.

Your girlfriend let out a soft whimper before adjusting herself on the bed and placing her head on your lap, still cocooned in blankets.

She tended to also be a bit clingy when she was sick, always wanting you or someone to hold her.

You found it cute, but also worrying at the same time, wondering just how much her parents cared for her in her times of need. Based on her normal personality, probably not alot.

Yelena took a deep breath before shoving her face into the blankets wrapped around her, letting out a sneeze then a hacking cough.

It made you cringe, hearing her cough up whatever was in her throat, but you couldn't complain, since she felt worse and was the one experiencing it.

When she was done, she moved her head out from under her arms, but only deciding to poke out her eyes and nose, making her appear small despite her tall body.

Curled up in a fetal position, Yelena moved her body until half of it was on top of your lap.

She looked up at you with watery, black eyes. It was so weird seeing her look so vulnerable, even around you.

You ran a hand through her hair again "maybe we should get you into a cold shower, you're burning up and those blankets aren't helping, I'm worried."

Yelena's eyes seemed to water up more, making you panic.

"Wait, Lena, don't cry!"

But it was already too late. Her bottom lip jutted out ever so slightly, giving her a pouty look, as more tears formed in her eyes.

She acted like a spoiled child when she felt like this. It was embarrassing for her, to say the least, but she couldn't help it.

Her pouting face turned away from you. Now she was giving you attitude.

 You sighed "fine, keep the blankets and die of a heat stroke, I don't care" you were obviously being sarcastic, but Yelena didn't see it that way and began scooting away from you.

You let out offended noises "seriously?! Babe, I was joking!"

Yelena brought one of her hands up from under her blankets and gave you the middle finger, before scooting herself off of the bed and onto the floor.

"Go fuck yourself." She mumbled, bringing the blankets around her head now.

You crawled across the bed to where she was sitting on the floor, looking down at her. 

You laid down, resting your head near hers and giving her a small grin. "But you can do that when you get better."

She gave you a side-eyed glare before she looked away from you, shoving her face further into the blankets.

Your mood dampened a bit at her lack of response. "Your ass is gonna be sore if you keep sitting down there." You said.

"Yeah, well it's better than being up there with you asshole." Her snide comment was then followed by a pretty nasty sneeze.

You sighed, sitting up and grabbing the tissue box off of the nightstand, then handing it to her.

She reluctantly took it from you with a grumbled 'thank you', before wiping her nose and throwing the used paper in the trashcan across the room, somehow making it.

You sighed as you began to drum your fingers against the top of her head "why do you even want those blankets on anyway? They're just making you feel worse and raising your fever."

You saw Yelena's cheeks flush a shade darker.

"... Because most of them are yours and they smell like you..." Her voice was muffled and quiet, but you were able to catch what she said.

"But I smell like me, so take off the blankets and come up here and cuddle with me." You saw Yelena shake her head.

"I don't want you to get sick, too." She leaned her head back and looked up at you "it'd be bad if both of us were unwell, especially since we don't know how long this is gonna last."

"That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make, babe." You got up from the bed, walking across the room the the thermostat and turning up the AC, you then turned to Yelena "off with the blankets, now." You crossed your arms at her.

She gave you a glare before groaning and whining, taking off all the blankets and throwing them on the floor like a brat, leaving her in her underwear "if I didn't feel like the fucking Bubonic Plague right now, I'd so punish your ass for thinking you could order me around." 

You grabbed her by the arms, pulling her to stand up "oh, I'm counting on it."

Yelena got onto the bed, crawling to her side and getting under the comforter while putting a pillow over her head.

You let out a soft chuckle before getting in beside her. Once she sensed that you were there, she pulled her head out from under the pillow and pushed her face into your chest.

You intertwined your hands into her hair "you're so needy when you feel like shit."

She pinched your side, making you yelp "ow!"

"That's what you get, now shut up before I cough on you." Her voice was muffled because of your boobs, but you heard her nonetheless.

"Picky picky." You muttered.

This time, Yelena kneed you in the leg.

"I said shut up, whore."

You laughed "you're not sexy when your voice sounds like that."

That made her slap you rather hard on the butt.

"Shut up!"

You knew that when she got better she'd punish the ever living fuck out of you for hours, but for now you'd enjoy teasing her just this once when you knew she barley had energy to talk back.

WORD COUNT: 1,320