Prompt: (Y/n) is sick and her girlfriend Kiyoko attempts to take care of her
Warning: None
Word count: It's short, 522
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It was quiet in your bedroom. You were sitting on the floor with your homework in front of you, allowing Kiyoko to use your desk while she was over. You scrawled out the last word on the page, officially finishing your homework. You stretched, getting somewhat uncomfortable on the ground. You got to your feet, your body suddenly lagging and you almost stumbled.
"(Y/n), are you feeling alright?" Kiyoko asked, gently resting her hand on your shoulder. You nodded your head, though it made you a little dizzy.
"I'm fine," You told her with a smile. You felt a little off, but you were fine! Or, at least that's what you kept insisting. You felt warm yet cold at the same time, and you had a hard time focusing. Your head felt foggy and your stomach was a bit nauseous.
"I don't believe you," Kiyoko told you simply. "If you're not already sick, you're coming down with something. You should rest." You shook your head.
"I'm fine," You repeated. "In fact, I feel great! You know why? Because my girlfriend is here and I love her very much." You smiled at her.
"I love you too, which is why you should rest," Kiyoko said, urging you to take care of yourself. She softly pushed you toward your bed and you sighed. You tumbled back onto your bed and huffed. You were sitting on your bed, Kiyoko directly in front of you.
"Baby, I'm fine," You asserted, reaching your hands out and wrapping them around her waist. "Come lay down with me."
"You should lay down," Kiyoko stood firm. "I'll make you some soup." Before you could protest, Kiyoko pried your hands off her and left the room. You groaned, flopping backward onto your bed, which caused your head to spin. You supposed she would not let up until you conceded, and you had nothing else to do that day. Your girl was a persistent one, that was for sure. Would it hurt to rest for a little while? You sighed, finally laying down properly.
Kiyoko returned sometime later with a piping hot bowl of soup in her hands. She placed it onto your nightstand, knowing it would be too hot for you to eat at the moment. Kiyoko placed the back of her hand onto your forehead. You looked at her, gazing into her beautiful eyes as she focused.
"You're very warm," Kiyoko stated in her usual tone.
"Oh, well, that's just because you're here," You said very nonchalantly in an attempt to make her laugh. She smiled at you.
"You're cute," She said, handing you the bowl of soup. "Now eat."
"I'm not sick, this isn't necessary," You told her, still not willing to admit you might have been under the weather. Kiyoko shook her head, holding out the spoon for you to take. You accepted it and ate some soup just to appease the woman you loved. You placed the bowl back onto the nightstand beside your bed. You held your arms open.
"I ate your soup, now cuddle with me," You demanded, gesturing for her to enter your embrace. Kiyoko sighed, standing up and out of your reach.
"Come on, Kiyoko!"
"Rest, please."