#aw ted would totally take care of you if you're sick

[my-soupy-brain]

reader having a hard time eating and maybe even faints, ted makes sure they’re having enough food by cooking dinner and reassuring them (melts)

Mmm, some real comfort stuff here. Ted is such a caregiver, as a coach, dad, and a romantic. Let's goooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warning: None, all comfort/fluff.

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The stress of your life was taking a toll for sure. Your sleep was erratic at best, up at night, tired all day, and your appetite crashed with it.

In the halls of Nelson Road, people could tell. But especially your secret boyfriend, Coach Ted Lasso.

"Have you eaten today, babes?" Keeley asked as she popped by your office with a salad. The thought of it repulsed you.

"No, not really... I've had water but I'm just... I cannot eat," you answer, knowing damn well eating anything is better than eating nothing.

"Well, coming from me, a former model, I've seen people do that and it's not good, babe. You should really find a bloody snack!"

You sigh and nod, "I know. I'll try later."

Keeley catches up with you for a bit before waving off and heading out for a shoot for her PR firm. You're left in your office alone.

Is it hot in here?

Is it getting...darker in here?

Am I...?

As you stand to get some air, you fall down on your knees in your doorway. You try to keep yourself upright, but nope, down you go.

Ted's whistling his way down the hallway when he sees your head sticking out of it on the floor and his panic grips him into a sprint.

"Y/N?! Y/N?!" he's crying out, trying to wake you. You moan a little and he can see how pale you are.

"Someone help here!" Ted calls, seeing Roy race down the hallway.

"What happened to her?" Roy asks with a gruff voice, but worried.

"I don't know, I just found her here!" You can't open your eyes much but you can hear the panic.

Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid letting yourself go so long without a proper meal, running on fumes.

Roy dials emergency and Ted brushes your hair away from your face, leaning down to see if you're breathing. You are, and he's relieved but your eyes weakly open and close.

"Stay with me, darlin'," he pleads, his eyes worried. "Stay with me." He leans down to kiss your forehead. Roy watches and realizes what he and Keeley suspected for a while now.

Emergency arrives quickly, putting you on a stretcher with oxygen.

"We'll take her in for observation, looks like it's low blood sugar," the EMT says. Ted's eyes widen in horror. He knew you were stressed and struggling, but he kicks himself for not knowing you weren't taking care of yourself.

"I'm coming with you," Ted says, nodding at Roy. Roy nods in agreement.

Ted climbs into the back of the ambulance and takes your hand. The EMTs scan your eyes for response, and see it, knowing your fairly conscious but still need hospital intervention.

"Can you tell us what happened?" the EMT asks, still running vitals.

"I was goin' to see her and I found her in her office doorway."

"Well thank God you did, low blood sugar is nothing to mess with, especially this bad."

Ted nods worriedly, his eyes pinched at his brows as he watches your head roll around with the truck. He jumps out and follows your gurney into the hospital.

"Sir? We'll need you to stay in the waiting room until we review her. It's OK, we'll come get you," a nurse says nicely with a smile. Ted only nods, pacing around the waiting area.

"Mr. Lasso? You can see her now."

He rushes down the corridor to your room where you're upright, pale, but upright.

"Oh, Y/N! Oh, sweetheart!" he rushes to your bedside to kiss your head and hold your hand.

"I'm such an idiot," you murmur, sucking down a little cup of applesauce and some dry toast.

"No, darlin', don't you say that. I just didn't know you hadn't eaten. How long's it been?" he asks, brushing your hair with his hand.

You shrug, not really sure how long. "I can't remember."

Ted sits on the edge of your bed, holding your hand. The hospital decides to keep you overnight to make sure you didn't have a concussion. Fortunately, you're in the clear and get discharged the next day.

A text from Rebecca is both comforting and demanding, but not a mean boss. No. A "I demand you take care of yourself and take some time off," kind of boss.

The first couple days you're home, Ted is there as often as he can be, working half days with Beard covering him.

"Teddy, you don't have to do all this, honest, I'll be OK," you say, but Ted won't listen.

"I'm making you dinner and taking care of you while you get better, no ifs, and or buts about it," he says in protest, putting on an apron and getting to work.

The first night he makes lasagna, one of your favorites. He takes such care of the layers and watches with a smile as you dive in and close your eyes, the flavors bursting in your mouth.

The second night he tries stir fry. One of your first dates was take-away Chinese food and he said "I bet we can do this better." And he does. A sweet, salty sauce and homemade egg rolls?

"They weren't as hard as biscuits, actually," Ted jokes.

You take the rest of the week to recover and get your sleep back on schedule. Ted crawls into bed with you, rubbing your back, letting you snuggle up to him while you doze off to your favorite TV shows. Frasier always seems to put you into slumber.

By the time you're back at Nelson Road, the whole club knows about you and Ted.

When you visit his office to see him on your first day back, he greets you with flowers and a balloon.

"Go on, kiss her," Beard says, not looking up from his book. Roy nods in agreement.

"Glad you're feelin' better, sugar," Ted says, scooping you into his arms and giving you a kiss on your lips.

"Thanks for rescuing me, my knight in shining armor," you laugh. Ted smiles.

"Aw shucks, well, when my princess is in trouble, what else can I do? I ain't a magic plumber!"

You laugh, Roy rolls his eyes, and Beard smiles.

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FUN! I love a big comfort story. Hope this was good, thank you for the prompt, friend! Keep 'em coming!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #aw ted would totally take care of you if you're sick #what a big comfy man