Dr. Smiley x (Sick) Reader

2nd POV

You had unfortunately caught a high fever, which was making you miserable.
For a whole week you were sick, spending each day wrapped up in blankets and shaking as you tried to sleep and get better.
To your luck however, your friend Dr. Smiley was going to come and stay with you for a couple of days to help nurse you back to health.
You and the sadistic doctor had been friends for a little over a year, you both originally met when he tried to perform one of his 'operations' on you, but for an odd reason he had hesitated to, and you took the hesitated chance to coax him out of it.
Within the next few weeks after that the two of you were friends and got to know each other, although you didn't really see him often.
You currently were laying down in your bed, every blanket you could find in your house covered you as you shivered and groaned at your aching head.
After waiting an hour for Smiley, his figure appeared by your opened bedroom door, he planted three soft knocks to get your attention.
You tired eyes looked over, meeting his red ones.
"Did somebody call a doctor?" He asked as he grinned behind his surgical mask.
"Help me..." You groaned softly as you rested your head back on a pillow.
Smiley walked over to you, he stood next to you and observed you.
He then placed something down by your legs, that of which was a briefcase, and he opened it.
Smiley took out a thermometer, and took a step back towards you.
He leaned slightly over and he placed his hand on your forehead, it made you shiver, his hand was very cold compared to your hot skin.
"Open your mouth." He said as he took back his hand.
You weakly opened your mouth, and Smiley placed the thermometer in it.
You closed it, and after a few seconds it beeped, then Smiley took it out and read what it said.
"Y/N, you have a fever of 103.3 degrees." He said as his red eyes looked at you.
You just groaned in reply as you slightly opened your eyes to look at him, "Are you gonna stay to help me feel better?" You asked softly.
Smiley chuckled and lifted his hand to your face again, feeling your forehead, then your cheeks.
"Well that's what I'm here for aren't I? I won't leave until my patient is better." He replied as he smiled behind his mask.
You felt yourself slightly blush and your heart flutter as his touch and his words.
You softly smiled and looked at his face, his black hair slightly fell in front of his red eyes as he moved to grab something else from his briefcase.
He took out a white, unlabeled bottle and opened it, from which he took out 2 blue-clear pills.
Smiley then gently grabbed you, helping you to sit up.
You opened your hands to which he placed the pills in and he handed you a glass of water that was on your night stand.
You took the pills and swallowed them down with water, then handed the glass to Smiley and laid back down.
Smiley set the glass on the night stand then closed his briefcase, he looked at you.
"I'll be downstairs, in a couple of hours I'll bring you some hot soup." He said.
You nodded and felt yourself getting tired as you closed your eyes.
Smiley pulled the blankets higher on you and tucked you in a bit more before he grabbed his briefcase and went downstairs while you fell asleep.