Y/N's POV:

I woke up and I heard someone coughing from somewhere inside of the house. I got up out of bed and walked towards whoever was making the noise. Today could be a long day.

I walked downstairs and saw the source of the coughing: my boyfriend, Rickard Rakell. Usually, he's gone off to practice by now. I walked up to him and said, "How are you feeling Rick?"

He managed to whisper out, "Awful. My throat feels like it's on fire and I can't really stop coughing." I could hear his accent coming out big time when he spoke. That's how I knew he was tired.

I rummaged through the medicine cabinet and found what I was looking for: a thermometer. I walked over to Rickard and he said, "Vad gör du? Jag behöver gå till praktiken ." (What are you doing? I need to go to practice soon.)

I replied back in English, "Taking your temperature. You wouldn't want to get your teammates sick now, would you?"

He looked at me and said, "Nej." (No.) Rickard then laid down on the couch and said to me weakly in English, "Go ahead."

I took his temperature and sure enough, he was ill. I looked down at him, and saw his grey-blue eyes filled with suffering from some sort of illness. I quietly said to him, "You're sick with something. Probably the flu or a cold. You can't play against the Kings tonight."

He sighed and said, "I figured as much. I'll let Coach kno-" Rickard then started to cough violently again.

I went back to the medicine cabinet and found some cold medicine and medicine to help the fever out. I then poured a glass of water and put the medicine right next to him and said, "I'll let your coach know, okay? You need to rest and take your medicine."

"Tack, Y/N." Rickard then smiled at me and took his medicine.

I walked outside and called his coach. Thank goodness that his coach was understanding about it, so he was able to get as much time off as he needed. I then called my boss and explained to her about what was going on. Like Rickard's coach, my boss was understanding about the whole situation. I thought that both of them were going to be mean, but instead, they understood.

Anyhow, I walked back in and saw Rickard sprawled out on the couch. I said to him, "Well, Coach said to take as much time off as you need and feel better soon. And, I also have the day off to take care of you."

Rickard turned to face me and said, "You don't have to do all of this for me."

"Well, you would do the same for me, right?"

"Yeah, yes I would Älskling. Anything for you."

Rickard then started to shiver, so I grabbed a blanket for him. But that wasn't enough for him, as he asked with his accent showing, "Älskling, can you come lay with me on the couch?"

"Alright." I then sat on the couch, well, the opposite side of the couch, since Rickard took up the majority of it.

He then used the puppy dog eyes on me, "Y/N, closer to me?"

I then sighed and just moved closer to Rickard. He sat up and put his arm around my shoulders and mumbled, "That's better. Can we watch a movie?"

I smiled at him, "Sure. Which movie do you want to watch?"

Rickard said ever so quietly, "Y/F/M, you know, the one we watched when we first met?"

I said to him, "Well, then, I'm going to have to grab that one then." I quickly got up and started to find Y/F/M.

Of course, while doing that, Rickard was joking about how all of the sudden, he was freezing cold again. I couldn't help but smile at his adorableness right now. I thought that today was going to be painful with taking care of him. I guess I'm wrong.

I set up Y/F/M and went back on the couch with Rickard. He then put his arm back around me and mumbled, "Much better."

We watched Y/F/M and we laughed at the funny parts. I jumped at the scary parts, meanwhile, Rickard laughed at me. I couldn't be mad at him because throughout, he was being adorable by quoting the film and also, he wasn't feeling well.

The movie finished up, and I looked at Rickard. Sure enough, he had fallen asleep towards the end of the movie. I was going to ask if he wanted to watch another one, but I'll let him sleep for now.

After all, being sick isn't any sneezing matter. So, I just let Rickard sleep right next to me, his head on my shoulder. I couldn't have been happier in that moment.
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A/N: This request was for RoseLilySunflower! An amazing and such a kindhearted author! Overall, just a really awesome person to talk to!

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