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Could you do a follow up to the Winter Schnee X Sick Reader fic

Sick Prt: II

Winter Schnee x She/Her Reader

A/N: Prt1 Winter’s turn to be sick. Hope you like reading it. Word Count: 1,728

It all started with a with a quiet sniffle.

(Y/n) had looked up from her desk when she heard the sound come from Winter, but the Specialist kept her head down, reading through the pile of documents on her desk. (Y/n) smiled warmly as the hard worker read on, admiring that hyper—focused expression she always loved to see.

Winter finished another paragraph before she felt (Y/n)’s eyes on her, she looked up from the report and smiled at her inquisitively.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.” (Y/n) shook her head, then leaned forward, fingers laced beneath her cheek as her smile became a little more teasing, “Just thinking about how pretty you are when you’re focused.”

A very faint blush dusted Winter’s cheeks and she scoffed quietly before looking back down at her reports. “Then you had best not distract me for the good of both of us.”

“Oh, but that’s not an issue for me. I think you’re pretty all of the time, no matter what you’re doing.”

“(Y/n)…” Winter’s eyes narrowed and the rosiness in her cheeks grew just a tab more noticeable. “Not while we’re working.”

“We’re almost always working,” (Y/n) chuckled before going back to her sorting, “A little workplace flirting here or there wouldn’t hurt.”

A quiet sigh of acceptance fell from Winter’s lips. She then pursed said lips, and brought her eyes back down to her papers, however a small smile did manage to work its way into her face, unbidden. And then the room was quiet again, save for the occasional swipes and clicks of technology and the rustling of paper. That is, until the next sniffle, paired with the clearing of Winter’s throat.

“Are you alright?” (Y/n) asked, looking over at Winter once more, the woman’s cheeks still faintly pink from their last little chat.

“Perfectly fine. My throat is just a tad dry.”

“Can I get you some water?”

“That would be nice, thank you dear.”

(Y/n) was warmed by the term in endearment. Winter wasn’t to keen on indulging on such aspects of their relationship while working, or in public, but there were sometimes when she would slip up.

When (Y/n) returned with water bottle in hand, Winter was clearing her throat yet again, a mildly uncomfortable look upon her face as she did so. (Y/n) came up to her desk and placed the water in front of her girlfriend. Winter thanked her again, sounding just a tad hoarse. She only took a small sip of the water before wincing and putting the bottle down.

“You aren’t coming down with something, are you?” (Y/n) asked worriedly, placing the back of her hand against Winter’s forehead. She hadn’t time to gauge her temperature before Winter leaned away, sitting up even straighter than before.

“Of course not. It’s probably from disciplining those students that missed curfew yesterday.”

“Well that would explain the sore throat, but you’ve also been sniffling periodically.”

“I’m not sick, (Y/n). I never get sick.” Winter emphasized.

“If you say so….” (Y/n)’s hand followed Winter’s face, but she teasingly pinched her cheek this time around. “But I’m still going to get you some lemon honey tea and a couple lozenges from the nurse’s office.”

“I’ll be just fine, the water is plenty. I don’t need to be babied.” Winter spoke with certainty, lightly batting (Y/n)’s hand away from her face, but the hand soon returned with another as reinforcement, gently cupping either side of Winter’s face.

“I’m not babying you, I’m loving you on you.” She leaned in and quickly kissed Winter’s forehead before putting some distance between them, narrowly avoiding Winter’s flailing hands. “I’ll go get those throat aids now.” She sang with a mischievous grin, leaving the room once more as Winter called after her with a reprimanding tone. She chuckled under her breath and continued down the hall.

When she returned next, Winter was still pink, but (Y/n) suspected it was from something a little more substantial than being a bit shy around physical contact at work where anyone could happen upon them. When she heard the honk-like cough that bellowed from Winter near the end of the workday she new that this was shaping up to be more than a little sore throat.

But she knew better than to approach Winter about it this time, no, she knew Winter better than that. Even if it was true that she had never witnessed a sick Winter in all of the time that they had worked together and even now that they had been dating for quite awhile, just from those short interactions today alone, she knew that Winter would be awful at taking care of herself during a cold because of her stubbornness and harsh self-discipline.

But that didn’t mean (Y/n) was going to let her run herself ragged as usual, no. She was just going to have to abuse her assistant duties and cook up a little sabotage. She opened Winter’s schedule on her computer and got her scroll ready to make some calls. She had to rearrange a few things before tomorrow.

***

When Winter awoke the next morning, it was because she couldn’t breathe out of her nose properly. She felt awful. A simple swallow sent her throat into needling protest, her head ached, her skin felt blisteringly hot. But what alarmed her the most was how bright it was outside her window. She never woke up later than sunrise, as per her routine. The position of the sun indicated that she had overslept by at least two or three hours.

“Oops. Meant to close the blinds in here.”

Winter turned her head toward the door, wincing because of her aching joints. She squinted against the light to see (Y/n) come into her bedroom with a tray in her hands, an array of objects on top of it.

“(Y/n) what time is it?” Winter asked hoarsely, trying to sit up in bed. “I must have overslept if you’ve come to get me.”

Once (Y/n) placed the tray on the bedside table, she gently pushed Winter back down on the bed.

“You don’t have to worry about what time it is because I’ve rescheduled all of your appointments for the next three days, more to follow if necessary.”

“What?!” Winter then succumbed to her worst coughing fit yet.

“Hey, easy sweetheart. Everything is going to be just fine.” (Y/n) promised, smoothing over Winter’s bangs.

“Everything is not fine!” Winter rasped, “You’ve betrayed me!”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic.”

“But you did! I have important work to do, (Y/n). I can’t lay in bed all day!”

“But you will. I’ve thought of everything, Winter. I rescheduled meetings, filed paperwork, got substitutes for your classes at the academy, anything you could possibly think of that needed to be done, is taken care of.”

“Are you absolutely certain?”

(Y/n) gave Winter an incredulous stare and Winter retracted her question. Of course (Y/n) had it all figured out. She seemed to know Winter better than Winter even knew herself sometimes.

“Very well, you could have at least told me before hand instead of leaving me in the dark until now.”

“If I had told you before hand, it would not have worked because you, my dear, are stubborn. I would have never have gotten this far if you knew what I was planning.”

Winter closed her eyes and sighed, making a displeased expression that made (Y/n) chuckle.

“You be glad I’m on your side. All I’m doing is making sure you rest up so you can feel better soon. If I really wanted to, I could figure out how to plan a month long vacation away from all those pesky duties.”

“You’re evil…” Winter whined uncharacteristically, shuddering in her blanket cocoon.

“And you’re still dramatic.” (Y/n) leaned down to give Winter a kiss on her forehead. “Oh, you’re burning up. I’ll close the curtains and get you a cold pack. Then we’ll see if you can get some cough medicine down and we’ll wash it away with some warm, soothing tea.”

(Y/n) closed the curtains to block out the pesty sun and then began walking out of Winter’s room to get the cold pack from the freezer. Before she can completely leave, Winter calls out to her in a raspy voice.

“Thank you.” She whispered hoarsely.

(Y/n) turned back to her and smiled, “You’re welcome, dear.”

***

Once Winter fully embraced that she was sick and there was no way (Y/n) was going to let her do even the most menial task, she acted much needier. It was a side of Winter that only (Y/n) had the privilege of seeing. One might think such behavior to be annoying, but compared to how Winter normally carried herself, (Y/n) found it quite endearing and it wasn’t like Winter had been coddled when sick while growing up in the Schnee manor. Or coddled at all for that matter. (Y/n) was very happy knowing that Winter felt comfortable enough with her to let her see her in such a vulnerable state.

“(Y/n)?” Winter whimpered, breaking (Y/n)’s attention away from the book she was reading, sat in a chair beside Winter’s bed.

“Yes, dear?” She put her book down. “Want more tea?” She was already getting up from her chair when Winter reached out for her hand and weakly shook her head, tangled white hair becoming more mussed by the movement. (Y/n) smiled and clasps Winter’s hand between her own. “What do you need, sweetheart?”

Winter seems a little pensive, but ultimately asks, “Hold me? Put your hands against my forehead? They feel cooler than my face.”

“I could change out your cold pack if it isn’t cool enough anymore.”

“I just want you.” Winter whined quietly. “Please.”

“Okay, I’ve got you.”

(Y/n) maneuvered around the bed to join Winter, not getting under the hot layers of blanket, but draping one arm over Winter, the other propping her up as she swept Winter’s bangs away from her face, lightly pressing the back of her hand against her forehead, cheeks, and back of her neck interchangeably. She smiled fondly when Winter hummed contently and pulled the arm hugging her middle closer to herself.

Before long, Winter drifted to sleep, quiet, sniffle-y snores falling from her lips. (Y/n) hunkered down, planting a feather-light kiss against her temple.

“Sleep well, Winter,” She whispered, “get well soon.”

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