Just Trying To Game
Your screen was starting to hurt your eyes, making the pounding headache increase, but you paid it no mind. The light was blurring your brain and scrambling your thoughts. Your stream’s chat had been going off since you signed on. Your fans begging you to go to bed and threatening to sick Wanda and Nat on you. Shrugging it off, you knew they didn’t have their numbers to do that. You’d locked the door. It was nearing 3am. After a sleep riddled with nightmares and fever dreams you decided to get up and game. You had switched on your stream after sneaking out of bed with your two girls. They wouldn’t be happy if they knew, but to the best of your knowledge they were still asleep. Halfway through another game, your phone buzzed. It was tony. The only other person who would be up at this time. He claimed your fans were spamming his public account on instagram and if you didn’t get them to stop he’d get Wanda to kick you off your stream. You begging the stream.
“Guys. Stop spamming tony.” You half coughed, your voice gravelly.
The chat simply blew up in response. Groaning you switched your phone off, much to your fans dismay. Everything seemed ok for about twenty minutes before the door slammed open. You’d missed the red magic unlocking it. Two tried and angry girls stormed in. The chat went wild as Nat switched off the stream, your protests dying in your throat as you broke into a coughing fit. Strong hands rubbed your back and another guided your head into her lap. When had you ended up on the floor. A cool glass was pressed to your lips and water soothed your sore throat. When your vision cleared you saw Nat’s worried face looking at you as you laid in Wanda’s arms.
“Baby why are you awake?” Wanda’s anger seemingly gone.
“Stupid dreams and cough wouldn’t leave me alone.”
“Oh sweetheart.” Nat cooed coming over to join you on the floor. She carded a hand through your hair stopping when she touched your forehead. “Oh baby your on fire.”
“I know I’m so hot” you winked. Making Nat roll her eyes.
“No my sweet. You have a fever.” Wanda smiled, concerned.
“Oh.” You said before hunching over in another coughing fit as your throat burned. The hands were back as they guided you back to the water.
“Oh love that doesn’t sound good.” Wanda cooed.
“Let’s get you back to be and take your temperature. Love your defiantly sick and probably delirious.”
“Ok.” You smiled, eyes closing.
“Not here. In bed love.” Wanda smiled tapping your cheek lightly. You smiled at her making grabby hands at Nat who rolled her eyes and scooped you up. You nuzzled into her neck, her cool skin feeling amazing against the fire raging under your own.
Wanda disappeared, probably in search of the thermometer. After a long amount of rummaging in the bathroom she swore. Coming out to face you, her hands poised dangerously on her hips.
“Love. Where is it?” She sighed.
“Where’s what?” Nat asked, confused.
“She hid the thermometer.”
“Really Y/n/n?” Nat groaned. Making you giggle, the fever starting to effect you.
“‘S funny.” You laughed. Wanda fought down a smile. You were very childish when sick. You pointed at the bathroom. “S in there or sumfing.” You grinned. Nat and Wanda both went to look and you whined at the loss of contact. After about five minutes, there was a noise of triumph.
“You really hid it in a toilet paper roll love?” Wanda asked slightly amused.
“Dunno. Can’t r’meber.” You slurred, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand. Nat gently pulled your wrist away, you whined again.
“You either stop rubbing or eye drops.” Nat cooed softly. That made your stop. You hated eye drops.
“Did we turn off da stream?” You yawned.
“Oh baby. Your really out of it aren’t you love?” Wanda cooed. You simply shrugged in response, to tired to form proper words.
“Open up.” Nat said tapping your chin. You opened your mouth. The cold metal feeling good against the underside of your tongue. Everything was on fire and achy. You almost cried when they took away the cool metal.
Wanda frowned. “101.9 love that’s too high for my liking. We don’t want to fry that sweet brain of yours.” Nat’s hands felt amazing as she ran them through your sweaty hair.
“Do you think you could have a shower love?” Wanda asked.
“We can help you my sweet.” Nat smiled.
You simply whined in response. Dubbing you too delirious to understand, the girls scooped you up. Stripping themselves then you and climbing into the bath. They scrubbed your body. You let a few tears fall at the cold temp which felt like ice on your skin. Wanda wiped them away giving you a kiss on the forehead.
“Oh love. It’ll be over soon.” She cooed. Pulling you flush against her.
When the had both rinsed and dried off they wrapped you in a fluffy towel and then put you into Nat’s shorts and Wanda’s big hoodie. You looked positively adorable in your girls eyes. But your pink nose and cheeks won out as you sneezed into the sleeve pathetically.
“M sorry” you mumbled.
“That’s ok my heart you cant help it.” Nat smiled rubbing your arm from where she was holding you up. Now you were slightly more lucid and able to walk on your own. Nat still guiding though. She walked you over to the bed where Wanda laid waiting.
“Come one my sweet.” Wanda patted the bed beside her which you promptly face-planted into. Making the girls laugh. They pulled your shaking form close. The fever down but not broken. You were too tired to do anything more than cry.
“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Nat asked, crawling in on your other side sandwiching you between them.
“Cold and feel gross.” You sniffed, tears welling in your eyes.
“Aww love. Go to sleep. We’ll be right here if you need us.” Wanda ran her hands through your hair as Nat rubbed circles on your lower back.
Unable to stay away you succumbed to sleep. Not wasting another moment, your sleeping form curled up into the girls making them coo quietly at your cuteness.
“Sleep well sweetheart.” Nat smiled, giving you a kiss on the cheek. You squirmed in your sleep as Wanda wrapped her arms around you. Wiggling into her chest, the three of you went to sleep. You felt safe and loved in their arms.