when you’re sick

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★ gonna work on the rest of the requests tomorrow but im sick as a dog </3

★ ft diluc, kaeya, childe and zhongli

★ cw: sickness, mentions of puking, sneezing, the whole ordeal + you’re pregnant in kaeya’s lol

diluc

  • when you’re sick, diluc doesn’t want to leave you alone
  • he’s afraid you’ll get a 106 degree fever and pass out or get up but be too weak and fall down somewhere
  • but he had a business to run and, really, you just had a cold
  • after convincing diluc that you would be fine for a few hours, he reluctantly left with promises to bring you home soup

After Diluc left for the day, you aimlessly wandered around the winery. You eventually curled up in the armchair that Diluc usually inhabited and pulled your legs into your chest. You had forgotten how annoying common colds were.

Your throat felt like it was on fire and anytime you sniffled, your chest heaved along with it. Not to mention the aching headache and constant back and forth between being too hot or too cold. You leaned your head against the couch and only came back to reality when you heard the front door open and close.

“I’m back,” Diluc called out softly. You heard a bag rustling and alerted Diluc of your presence in the living room, your voice hoarse and raspy. He poked his head around the corner, “Feeling any better?”

“Not really,” You groaned. Diluc walked over to you and leaned down for a kiss but you dodged his lips. “I don’t want you getting sick!”

You swore Diluc pouted. “But we sleep in the same bed,” He said quietly. You shook your head firmly. “Fine, fine. I brought you soup.”

Diluc placed the soup on the coffee table and squeezed himself next to you on the armchair. You wanted to make another comment about keeping him healthy but decided against it, needing nothing more than the feeling of your husband right now.

kaeya

  • (reader is written as female but can be afab)
  • when you became pregnant, the elders in town said you were going to love pregnancy but right now, you hated it
  • your body was getting used to so many changes and it didn’t know how to react
  • when you weren’t overcome with fatigue, you were throwing up and when you weren’t throwing up, you were in pain

It was early in the morning when you bolted up from bed to let out the contents from last night’s dinner into the toilet. After throwing up, you sat back and wiped your mouth. You had read so many pregnancy books the last few weeks and many of them said sickness like this would stop once you entered your second trimester but you were already halfway through and you were still miserable.

After rinsing your mouth, you shakily stood up and climbed back into bed with your husband. He rolled onto his side and tucked a blanket back under your chin.

“We’re never having another baby,” You grumbled, curling into Kaeya’s chest to try and alleviate the tension in your pelvis.

Kaeya laughed quietly but had a frown on his face, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault,” You sighed, “My body just doesn’t like being pregnant, I guess.”

Being five months along meant your baby was growing rapidly. Besides being constantly sick, your body was beginning to physically change and, Archons, it hurt. Your pelvis felt like it was being split in half sometimes and your back was already aching.

“I’m worried about you,” Kaeya whispered, brushing a lock of sweaty hair off your forehead. You made a noise of acknowledgment and closed your eyes, hearing Kaeya’s heart against your ear. “Do you want to see if Barbara can help tomorrow?”

“We’ll see how I’m feeling,” You said, exhaustion rolling over your body. Kaeya nodded and pressed a quick kiss to your temple. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Kaeya said, “It’ll all be over soon and we’ll have a little baby to forget about the pain.”

childe

  • you should have prepared yourself better for a month-long trip to snezhnaya
  • instead, you packed poorly and forgot half of the layers you were supposed to bring
  • so it really wasn’t a surprise when you were bedridden with pneumonia a week into the trip

Childe knew something was wrong when you started complaining about difficulty breathing. You tried to stifle your coughs and blamed your shivers on the coldness but Childe knew better.

When you coughed up blood, he instantly knew something was very wrong and hired a healer to come by and check you out.

You were diagnosed with pneumonia and were immediately put on bedrest and given some medication. Childe stayed by your side the entire time and even though you tried to convince him to go and spend time with his siblings, he wouldn’t.

When you slept at night, Childe stayed awake to hold your hand and when you were awake during the day, Childe napped next to you. When you had horrible coughing fits, throwing up mucus and blood onto your lap, Childe rubbed your back and cleaned you up.

Until you got better, Childe would be there.

zhongli

  • when you began to have stomach aches, you played it off as a little bug you caught
  • but zhongli knew you better than that, knew your body better, and when you collapsed on the kitchen floor into a fetal position, he had no doubts something was severely wrong
  • within minutes, you were in baizhu’s infirmary with a kidney infection

“How are you feeling?” Zhongli asked quietly as he stepped behind the curtain and sat down on the edge of your bed. Your complexion was so pale, so lifeless, and it really scared him. 

“Like someone is twisting a knife around my gut,” You groaned. Baizhu had given you pain killers but they were hardly helping. You seriously thought that if you moved an inch, you would throw up everywhere. 

Zhongli rubbed your knee comfortingly and smiled sympathetically at you. “Let me know if you need anything,” He said. “Do you want me to stay or go?”

“Stay,” You muttered, “Please, stay.” 

“Of course, Darling.” Zhongli moved so he was beside you, his back against the headboard. You moved your head onto his lap, groaning for a moment, before closing your eyes. Zhongli’s hands tangled in your hair and soon a fevered slumber began to take over. “I love you…”

“I love you, too. You’re going to be just fine,” 

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