"Nasal secretions… light in color… harsh cough…" Lauren Lewis continued to mumble the symptoms of her illness as she counted them on her delicate fingers. She was already up to her second hand, probably her overreacting mind finding symptoms that weren't there, when her girlfriend walked through the door with a steaming bowl of what looked liked internal organs. The brunette came slowly to the side of the bed, sat next to the outstretched doctor, and placed the steaming bowl in her lap.
"Okay," Bo said as she took the spoon carefully from the liquid, tapping it slightly on the rim to expel any excess material, "this will make you feel better. My mom would always give it to me when I had a cold."
"What is it?" Lauren asked lightly, peering into the bowl that was obviously not chicken noodle soup.
"It's a kind of broth made with chicken legs, beef, and a healthy stream of minerals and vegetables. It'll make you feel better, I promise."
The brunette's eyes flashed toward the blonde's and the latter sighed, trying to hide her disdain for the atrocious smelling broth, and said, "Bo, I don't think I have just a common cold. It may be the flu and if that's the case, I need antiviral medication. There's a bottle on the top shelf of the mirror cabinet."
Bo looked down into the broth she had spent all day preparing and back at the blonde. Smiling halfheartedly she said, "You keep antivirals in the cabinet, dear doctor?" Instead of hearing the answer, the brunette carefully put the bowl onto the side table next to the bed, and pushed herself off the mattress to the bathroom.
Opening the mirror cabinet, Bo grabbed the small brown cylinder and closed the mirror. Looking at herself in the reflected surface, why on earth would she do that, the brunette slowly walked out of the bathroom with a smile on her face.
"Antivirals coming right up," She said happily, placing two of the small pills in her hand. "Oh, hold on, I'll get you some water."
"It's okay, Bo, I can swallow them with the liquid from your delicious broth you've made."
Bo's eyes widened and twinkled and she said, "Wait, really? You don't have to do that. It was silly-"
"Your mother made it for you when you were sick," Lauren said, her right hand coming to rest on her lover's, "I would be honored to taste such amazing tradition and food."
With a smile on her face, Bo put the two pills into her lover's hand and grabbed the bowl of broth from the side table. Tapping any excess liquid from the spoon, the brunette held it up slowly to the mouth of the blonde.
Lauren placed the two pills onto her tongue slowly and tried not to gulp from the approaching spoon. Closing her eyes slightly, she opened her mouth, and allowed the silver spoon entrance. Slowly wrapping her tongue and lips around the utensil, the blonde gulped the liquid down her burning throat.
Taking the spoon from her mouth, Bo asked softly, "Well, do you like it?"
"It's… it's…" Lauren said, her brown eyes slowly opening, "You know for something that smells awful, it tastes quite good."
"That's exactly what I said when my mom first made it for me." Bo smiled widely at her girlfriend's acceptance of something so precious to her, and she bent forward to place a kiss on her lover's head.
"It's going to get a lot worse in a day or two," Lauren said, a harsh cough racking her body.
"I've got the magical broth and antivirals, I think I can manage."
"I mean it, Bo, there's going to be a lot of aches and pains going around."
"And I'll still be here," Bo said, her solemn brown eyes fixed on whiskey colored ones. "Besides, if it gets too bad, I can always try to use my chi to heal you."
Lauren's eyes widened and she almost shouted, "Why don't you just use it now?"
"Well," Bo said, a finger going to her lips as she feigned thoughtfulness, "you do have a point there. I just wanted you to try the broth."
The blonde tried to punch her girlfriend in the arm playfully. "When I get better, I'm going to cook up the worst fae flu you've ever seen."
"But, dear doctor," Bo whispered, coming in close, her eyes turning an electric blue, "I would need to heal you first."
Lauren smiled that beautiful smile and leaned in close, barely touching the brunette's lips. "Yes, Bo, I think I need a lot more healing done than just a kiss." The blonde turned away slightly and faked coughed into her fist.
Bo chuckled and placed the bowl down onto the side table again. Looking back toward her girlfriend, the succubus lept.
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