Raph x Reader- Sick fic fluff
When your boyfriend came over for your movie date you didn't think something would be wrong. But the second you opened the door and were meet with a sneezing and coughing terrapin you knew he wasn't ok. "Hey hun."
He greets you with a sweet voice that is groggy and slurred. "What's wrong babe?" Worry is evident in your voice while you help him into your apartment. "Oh nothing don't worry about it, Raph's fine."
He stumbles a bit going through the door and you just barely are able to hold him up. "Are you sick?" The question is slightly rhetorical since you already know the answer. Raph goes into a coughing fit, he nods his head while his face is in his elbow.
"Think I got it from pops." Your mind goes back to a few days ago when Splinter had gotten the flu. You knew how hard it had hit your boyfriends father-having first hand experience since you helped the brothers out- so you just hoped it was better for Raph.
"You didn't have to come today, you should be resting and taking medicine." Your worry is evident in every word. Raph just shakes his head, "Raph is fine, it's just a little flu nothing serious. Didn't want to miss our movie date."
You sigh, leading him towards your living room to lay him on the couch. "I would understand if we had to cancel." Your tone is soft as you lay him onto your couch that barley fits him. He sneezes into his elbow and sniffles.
"I dont like canceling plans plus I wanted to see you." He seems to be on the verge of sleep, just barely keeping himself from drifting now that he's laying down. You walk towards your kitchen that connects to the living room, "Do you want tea or anything to eat?"
He seems to think for a minute before shaking his head, "You don't have to take care of me, Raph's fine. Let's just pick a movie." He reaches for some napkins and loudly blows his nose while you go to your cupboard.
"I want to take care of you because you're sick. Now do you want tea? I also have a can or chicken noodle that you should have. It'll make you feel better." You start to grab the ingredients you need. Raphs coughs make you turn.
"Honey I swear I'm fine, can we please just start a movie?" Raphs actions defy his words. He slumps back into the couch and clears his scratchy throat.
"We can watch something when I get over there, after I make soup and tea." You cut him off before he can object. "And before you complain I'm hungry too so this isn't just for you."
Your voice is stern while you start the stove and find a pot and kettle. "Y/n?" Raphs voice is horse and quiet. "Yeah?" You don't turn to answer as you drop in two cans of chicken noodle soup.
"Thank you for helping me, Raph loves you." Your heart melts at the loving words. You can hear how exhausted he sounds, always having to take care of his brothers means always being tired. He never let himself be the one getting taken care of.
"I love you to." You hear him shuffle on the couch. After a few minutes of heating up the soup and tea water you prepare to give it to Raph. Two bowls get filled with steaming soup along with two mugs of tea.
It takes two trips to get everything to your coffee table. You notice how Raph seems to be sleeping peacefully on his side covered in a large blanket. After finding his favorite Jupiter Jim movie you decide to wake him up before his meal gets cold.
With a kiss on his forehead and a slight shake of his shoulders you wake up the large terrapin. He slowly pushes himself into a sitting position so he can eat easily.
You reach for the remote across the table and turn on the movie. As the opening credits role you say, "I'm guessing you haven't had any medicine."
You speak in-between bites of hot soup (pun intended). He shakes his head. "No, took some before coming over." He takes a sip of tea. "Didn't want to get you sick." He mumbles before shoving the spoon into his mouth.
You smile but don't say anything since the first scene of your movie starts to play. Half way through you finish your soup and rest your head onto Raphs large spiky shoulder.
You are careful not to hurt yourself on his sharp scales. You feel Raph flinch when he feels your head touch him, he slowly starts to relax. He has always been hesitant when it comes to physical touch. Always conscious of his larger size.
After a few minutes you start to fall asleep, once your breathing evens out Raph looks down towards you. He can feel himself slowly drifting so he carefully- very carefully- moves around the couch so you are laying ontop of him.
Soon you both are cuddling eachother to sleep, Raph can feel himself feeling better already. With one last look down towards you, Raph lulls into a deep slumber with you tightly in his arms.