Friends...?《Helluva Boss x Male Reader x Loona》

S1/E17: Death Bed (Part 1)

Y/n: *translated from Spanish* "You're welcome... but I kinda have to... feed you your food."

Vagatha raised a brow.

Y/n: *translated from Spanish* "... By hand. Know, since..."

Y/n uses his hands to refer to Vagatha's broken arms and she looks down at them. Then she looks back up at Y/n before realization hit her and she blushed from embarrassment... or maybe it was just her face turning red from anger.

Vagatha: *translated from Spanish* "There's no fucking way you're feeding me!"

Y/n: *translated from Spanish* "Whoa! Okay, okay! Sorry. It's just... it was kinda in my instructions. I mean, you can't really feed yourself, now can you?"

Vagatha: *translated from Spanish* "I'd rather starve."

Y/n sighs, but accepts the woman's choice.

Y/n: "As you wish. Have a nice day, Miss Vagatha."

Y/n grabs his cart and rolls it to the door. He exits the room, leaving Vagatha alone as she looks at the food left for her. Then she looks away as she goes back to glaring at the wall.

The Next Day...

The following day, Y/n had returned in the same uniform and pushing the same cart down the same hallway. He was whistling a merry tune this time, however, and went to the room from yesterday: Vagatha's. He twists the door handle and pushed the wooden door open to allow him and his food cart in. His eyes land on Vagatha who didn't even turn to look at the blonde before he notices the still untouched tray from yesterday on the pullable table. He sighs as he didn't bother to speak in Spanish this time.

Y/n: "Hello, Miss Vagatha. I've... come back with food again. You gonna eat this time? I don't want you to starve."

No answer from the patient, making Y/n sigh, but he keeps his smile.

Y/n: "Alright. I'll just take the food with me since you're--"

A low rumbling sound catches Y/n's attention and he looks at Vagatha who was blushing from embarrassment. No words were spoken between the two as Vagatha glanced at Y/n who was trying not to laugh, but a few quiet snickers escaped his throat. Then the Salvadorian groaned.

Vagatha: "Ffffffine! You can feed me! I'm starving..."

Y/n ceases his snickers as best as he could and replaced his amused smile with a kind one. He takes the food tray meant for Vagatha, the only one left on the cart, and walked over to the woman with it. He takes a chair from the wall and plops down next to the hospital bed.

Y/n: "First of all, would you prefer it for me to speak in Spanish so you would be more comfortable? Or...?"

Vagatha: *translated from Spanish* "Yes. Now just give me the fucking sandwich..."

Y/n: *translated from Spanish* "Yes, ma'am."

The blonde smiles at Vagatha and grabbed the fresh sandwich from the new tray of food and brought it to the patient's mouth. She begrudgingly opens her mouth and takes a bite of the sandwich, but never looked at Y/n as he fed her. After a few more bites, Y/n spoke.