Warning(s): None, Just Fluff
Note(s): This was requested. This is short.
Pairing(s): Bucky x Male!Reader
Proofread?: Kind of.
Word Count: 433 Words
—Third Person Point of View "He/Him"—

Y/N shivered and sniffled, he had a bad cold and he was practically bedridden. He rocked back and forth in the middle of the bed trying to generate some type of heat. Every few minutes, he would kick off the blankets and sprawl out on the mattress looking for cold air.

Bucky walked into their shared bedroom, he didn't mind if he got sick, he loved Y/N with all of his heart and was going to be there every step of the way.

Bucky set the tray down and shook his head while he chuckled at the sick man. "Dinner time, are you going to eat?" He sat down and nudged Y/N. The action caused Y/N to groan and move away.

Y/N then groaned again because his body started to ache when he moved from his boyfriend, "Everything hurts."

"I'm sorry to hear that, babe, but are you going to eat again?" His eyes focused on the man, his heard fluttered a little, he hated to see Y/N like this. Even though it was common around this time of year, Bucky felt like it was his fault that Y/N got the cold.

"Damn preschool." Y/N sat up to blow his nose. He groaned softly and sat up. "I am never babysitting again!"

Bucky laughed a little, he calmed down but his smile never faded. "You don't mean that!"

"I don't, but I feel like crap, Buck." Y/N turned to face him, sadness written all over his face as his eyebrows furrowed and his lips turned into a frown. He grunted when he got back into a more comfortable position and curled up besides Bucky refusing to eat.

"I made your favorite.." Bucky tried to get Y/N to perk up, but it did not work. Bucky frowned and started picking at the food, "Someone's gonna have to eat it." He reasoned with himself and continued eating the food.

Y/N giggled and stole a piece of the food originally made for him. Bucky smirked, "I knew I could get you to eat."

"Thanks, Nurse Bucky." Y/N snorted softly, his ribs began to hurt from the laughter, this caused him to groan and lay back. "Tastes good." He commented.

"Thanks..I burnt a couple of other dishes..cooking is hard." He smiled.

"Just admit you're a bad cook." Y/N winked.