Noctis reacts to you being sick.

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All was quiet within the walls of the dark bedroom. The sunlight billowed in as much as it possibly could with the crack provided between the blackout curtains, the morning already dragging on late. It didn't matter, Noctis had a day off from all of his duties and planned on sleeping in as much as possible. Sprawling out, he managed to hit a solid mass with his arm, not quite expecting the impact and jerking him out of his slumber. Features creased into a frown as he recognized you, still in a deep sleep while wrapped in the sheets that tangled about your limbs, leaving only your delicate face in view. It wasn't that the Prince was unhappy about you being in bed with him still, it was more that he was confused about the fact that you were still asleep this late into the morning. Ordinarily you were the one trying to get him out of bed, tempting him with bacon you always overcooked.

Not today.

Last night he had asked you to come over and the two of you stayed up really late playing video games. Well, he was playing, you were losing more often than not, however, you did manage to distract him a lot with the lack of clothing you chose to sleep in. In the end, only your giggles filled the room, the game long forgotten the more he focused on your bare neck. A small smile tugged at his lips, bending over to place a kiss to your temple. You were incredibly warm and since you weren't up yet, there was no reason for him to be awake either. Placing an arm around you, he settled back into his slumber, hardly noticing how easy it was.

It was with annoyance that someone had begun to shake you gently, calling your name softly and coaxing you into consciousness. An annoyed groan escaped you, head pounding as you rolled over, away from the person trying to tear you away from bliss. A light chuckle sounded in your ears, drowned out by the displeased moan erupting from your lips, your body shaking again from the same intrusions to your slumber. Cool lips were gently placed against the flesh of your shoulder, slowly trailing upward to your neck and reaching a sensitive area that had you giggling despite not wanting to be awake.

"Noct!" you whined between laughs.

You rolled your body over to face him, eyes feeling stuck together as you tried to get a good view. Those calm blue hues faced you and you smiled up at him. It was brief, features contorting into a grimace as the pounding in your head resumed, reminding you of why you wished you were still asleep. Groaning again, you brought a hand to your forehead, wincing at the pressure of your hand. You were about to move when you started to cough, your chest heaving at the dryness of your throat and tears squeezing out of the corner of your eyes. Congestion put strain on your face, nose completely clogged up. The Prince frowned at you, going unnoticed while you sneezed.

"Are you okay?" asked Noctis.

"No," you replied, the word coming out far more congested than you would have liked, "What time is it?"

"Late enough that I'm awake before you."

You muttered something incoherent, groaning at the pounding in your head and the fact that you had slept away most of your day off. It was rare that the two of you had one together that coincided - and you were already off to a bad start. You missed your boyfriend, was looking forward to being able to spend time with him without the worries of your lives getting in the way. Even Ignis was not going to bother you both today, usually a pest to make sure that you were both not only properly fed and keeping the apartment from disappearing beneath garbage, but also to interrupt any relations that he didn't agree with.

Sniffling the best you could with your nose plugged, you rubbed your eyes to try and get the sleep out of them, desperate to make the most of the time you had left with the Prince all to yourself. You tried earnestly to push yourself off the mattress in order to get ready for the day - only your body felt so heavy and the sudden movement of your head made you nauseous. In the end, you just fell back onto the pillows, groaning at how genuinely awful you felt.

"I think I'm sick," you huffed, trying to keep any mucus in your nose that you felt was dripping out.

"No wonder you slept so much," said the Prince, "You sweat all night too."

"I did not!"

Noctis chuckled, "You drooled."

"I don't drool!"

"You also snore."

"I do not!"

"You also steal all the blankets-"

"No that's you!"

"And kick me-"

"Now you're just making shit up," you huffed.

Noctis was snickering, thoroughly irritating you with every sound.

"What?" you asked, annoyed.

"You talk funny."

"No I don't!"

The young Royal kept laughing, enjoying the pout on your face while he continued to poke fun at you. Despite hating the way he pointed it out, you still found that you were unable to stop yourself from joining him, hacking in between your giggles until you were out of breath. Noctis ceased his teasing of you, waiting patiently as you finishing your coughing fit, ending it with a groan and curling deeper into the bed. Again, a small smile graced his features as he watched over you, noting how glassy your eyes were when they were open. You were still pouting and he leaned forward to kiss you.

"No!"

You shoved your head under the blankets, avoiding his oncoming lips and leaving him with a confused frown.

"What?" he asked curiously.

"I'm not gonna get reamed out by Ignis for getting you sick," you explained, peeking your eyes out from the comforter separating the two of you.

"Specs won't blame you," assured the Prince, gently pulling at the obstacle in his way.

"Yes he will," you protested, "He doesn't like me."

"Of course he does. He's just... Iggy."

"You don't have to lie to make me feel better."

Noctis began to laugh again at your voice and you scoffed, turning your back to him. The boy was still chuckling to himself, moving closer to you and reaching an arm to rest on your waist, holding you close.

"We can just sleep all day," he murmured, planting a kiss to the top of your head, "I don't mind."

No response came from you, only deep and even breaths as you fell back into a deep sleep.

...

Noctis woke up before you, noting that he was coated in sweat wherever your body touched his. Stomach growled its protest at the blatant neglect and a quick glance at the unwanted clock on the bedside table told him that it was well past lunchtime. The Prince sighed, looking down at you again and frowning. You were out cold, mouth agape since there was no air passage allowed through your nostrils. Frown deepening, he managed to pull his arm free of your grasp, a little disgusted at the drool on it. Sweat beaded your forehead, body burning despite being wrapped up tightly in the down filled comforter. You really were sick if you managed to sleep this long without getting anything to eat. The thought of food reminded him that he was positively famished. As much as he would love to stay in bed with you, the pang in his stomach initially won the fight.

The sound of the smoke alarm jostled you out of bed, upright and confused about what the commotion was. Immediately afterward a loud curse was shouted before someone was running as loud as a catoblepas reached your ears. The shrill sound of the detector was really irritating you and since no one had come in to tell you about an emergency, you gathered all your strength in order to get up for the first time in hours. Wincing at the light, you wrapped yourself in the blanket and began to walk toward the source of the disturbance. Once you were down the hall you found your boyfriend desperately trying to stop the beeping from echoing throughout the apartment. Leaning against the wall, you held a small smile as you watched him fan the air with his hands frantically.

"Shut up!" he cried, "You'll wake her up!"

You snickered to yourself quietly - only to have it turn into a coughing fit that you failed to silence before Noctis had finally stopped the disruption. Wincing at the pain in your throat, you vaguely heard the man call your name before a pair of hands were placed on your shoulders, whining once you were finished. Groaning at the awful way your congestion and pounding headache made you feel, you looked up with sandy eyes at Noctis who didn't appear too happy to have you out of bed.

"What are you doing?" you asked, mouth parched and voice abnormal still.

"Nothing," he answered a little hastily, "Go back to bed."

"It's not nothing."

"Seriously, go back to bed."

"Why?"

"'Cause you look like you're gonna collapse."

"I haven't moved all day," you protested.

There was no time for him to reply, the smoke alarm announcing its presence once more and causing you to wince violently.

"Dammit!" the Prince growled, once again going to put a stop to it.

This was your chance, a grimace on your face as you walked by him and straight through the doorway that brought you into the kitchen and living room. Something was burning on the stove, the smoke black and ready to burst into flames. Eyes widening, you dropped the blanket from your shoulders and scurried over in order to turn everything off, moving the pot away from the heat. The alarm ceased its screeching soon after that and you turned around to see Noctis coming toward you with relief. That was, until he noticed that you were in the kitchen and had intervened with whatever he was burning.

"What's going on?" you asked him curiously.

"It's nothing," he bought a hand to the back of his head in a nervous manner.

You frowned, turning to look around only to have him grab your arm in order to stop you.

"Don't look at that!"

"Noct?" you looked up at him confused.

The Prince held you in place, eyes averted from your curious gaze. Why was he acting so weird? Since he refused to say anything, you forcefully moved so that you could see what exactly was so important that it nearly set the place on fire. Grabbing the pot, you noted that there were some severely charred chunks in there, looking almost as if they could be vegetables at one point in time. Turning back at your boyfriend incredulously, you couldn't help but notice the blush that crept along his cheeks.

"I just... I wanted to make you something to eat, cause..." he sighed, sounding defeated, "... you know..."

A warm smile spread across your lips, throwing your arms around him and laughing at his embarrassment. It was clear he was uncomfortable, fighting your grasp and somehow failing despite your weakened state. It ended up with him only making it into the dining room with you attached to him, having no traction on the floor with your socked feet.

"Come on!" he whined, "Let go!"

"No!" you giggled.

Noctis was finally serious about it, using his strength to lift your feet from the ground, causing you to squeal. You expected to be thrown onto the couch, preparing yourself for impact, however, you were thoroughly surprised when he just placed you there gently. Shivering, you snuggled into him for warmth, closing your eyes and allowing your heavy head to rest after all the work it did of holding yourself up.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"Yeah," you mumbled, already near sleep again.

Again you were unhappily awoken, this time by your head nearly falling down completely. Noct's warmth had vacated beside you, eyes focused on him as he went to grab the blanket and brought it over to cover both of you. Stomachs rumbled once you were both comfortable beneath it and you let out another one of those groans, wishing that you had the energy to get something to eat.

"I'm sorry I ruined your lunch," Noctis sighed.

A kiss was placed to his cheek, your features still graced with a smile as you leaned against him.

"It's the thought that counts," you assured him, "But next time maybe stick to your talents. Where are the takeout menus?"

The Prince chuckled, reaching into the drawer of the table beside the couch and beginning to look through them. Within the hour, the two of you were happily eating a meal, yours small and him making up for your lack of appetite. The garbage was left on the floor, forgotten once you had found that comfort again on the couch with him. The game he was playing started up and you fell asleep instantly, not even noticing.

When you woke up later on in the night feeling much better, you noted that you were no longer on the sofa, having been carried into the bed. Noctis slept beside you, back toward you without a care in the world. You smiled at the idea of him trying to take care of you while you were sick, hating that it would be a long time before the two of you could have another day off together. Reaching out, you ghosted your fingers along his bare back before sliding them toward his torso. You felt him stir beneath your hand, the Prince rolling over and pulling you close while half asleep. A light kiss was placed under his jaw, the stubble prickling your lips and causing your heart to swell with affection for this man.

"I love you," you whispered.

Head in the crook of his neck, you weren't entirely sure if you heard him mumble his returned love for you or not before you once again allowed your body to fall into a restful sleep.

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thanks! next boys coming soon!