#He deserves a nasty headcold

[butyoumakemesohot]

Thinking of Steve x reader where he has a bad headcold and sneezes on you while napping <3

you’ve been laying in bed for hours. steve’s arm is a heavy weight as it lays strewn across your tummy, his head tucked beneath your chin. you’re doing just about everything to help him pass the time, to help him count down the minutes until he’s no longer sick because you know he hates it. he hasn’t been able to breathe all day, his throat achy and tender, his sinuses thoroughly inflamed. not to mention the fact that his fever is a wild flame that just won’t settle. you don’t necessarily mind how increasingly warm he’s gotten throughout the day - even as he’s been laying against you - but you absolutely hate that it’s keeping your pretty boy from getting the rest he deserves. he groans miserably, his damp cheek nuzzling into your chest as he muffles another wet, tired sneeze into his sleeve. you feel totally useless against the power of this nasty cold.

and then finally - finally - he dozes off. you’re not sure if it’s the comforting lull of the tv or the way you’ve been grazing your nails against his scalp for the past half hour, but his blocked sniffles have been replaced by steady, soft snoring. you smile to yourself; he finally seems to be at peace.

he moves around a lot in his sleep, which is how his head ends up resting on your shoulder, his face angled towards your jaw. you’re happy to be able to look at him again. his red little nose is so stuffed solid that he needs to breathe through his mouth, blushed lips parted and halfway smushed into the skin of your chest. you brush your hand against his forehead and frown; it’s a dry and scalding heat, the kind that makes you want to hiss. feeling helpless, you press a tiny kiss to the bridge of his nose.

it isn’t much longer before his snores turn to congested wheezing. you notice the subtle signs of a sneeze building on his face, his eyes pinching and nose twitching. you tilt your head away from him, knowing that if he finds himself sneezing all over you, you’ll be subjected to a string of apologies.

“hheh… hh’ITCHHHH’uhh! hp’TSCHHHHh!”

you can feel the mess of them hit your neck, coating your skin in a thick spray. he mumbles a bit - you assume it’s him apologizing - but doesn’t do much else. he must be too sleepy, too sick. the box of tissues is too far away, so you settle for cleaning his face with the corner of your sleeve, tenderly swiping away whatever’s leaked onto his upper lip.

he mumbles again. another sneeze tears through him in his sleep. “hheh’SCHHHH’uhhh… guhh… *snfffg!*”

the process continues to repeat itself throughout the night. his sneezes become increasingly damp as they land against you, his poor, drippy nose leaving behind tiny wet marks on your shirt whenever he shifts around. but that’s not enough for you to want to pull him from the serenity of sleep.

#sh #st #drabbles #i wrote this on mobile so sorry if the formatting is a lil off <3