~~that morning~~

B: *teases Elsa until she can't stand it anymore*

E: *tries to start something*

B: What? No baby I can't I'm sickkkk

E: But you just-

B: I know but nooo

E: You've been doing this all morning

B: I can't help it, you always get me so wet baby

E: BABY

B: Oh yeah…I see where you're coming from, sorry

E: Look, this is how this is going to go down, You are gonna stay here and nap on the couch and I'm gonna go have some ME time in our room

B: No wait, I wanna watch

E: BABY. *facepalms* No.

B: *tries to zombie roll off the couch*

E: *rolls her eyes and puts Belle back on the couch* No baby, stay

B: Aww, baby please, I'm sick *puppydog eyes*

E: Noooo, not happening *walks away toward the bedroom*

B: Baby, don't be like that, here, bring me some toast so I can give it to you...

~~later that day~~

B: *half ass reaches for her water* baby can you...?

E: That is literally two feet in front of you

B: Baby pleeeeease my throat hurts

E: *sighs, gets up, and walks across the room to hand belle to water*

B: I love youuuu... *sips it and makes a face* Also, can I have hot chocolate instead?

E: ¬_¬

~~lunch time~~

Elsa and Belle are spooning on the couch, with Elsa holding the poor sick little Belle.

B: *stomach growls*

E: Baby, are you hungry?

B: nope

E: I just -felt- your stomach growl

B: I'm totally not hungry *statement invalidated by a louder growl*

E: *looks down at Belle suspiciously* did you not eat this morning when I told you to?

B: *mumbles* you were in the shower...you weren't watching...

E: *sighs and rubs her forehead* baby...

B: *pouts* everything looked absolutely nauseating

E: You're sick, you -have- to eat

B: *whines* I don't wanna

E: *picks Belle up and takes her too the kitchen* you don't get anymore cuddles on the couch until you tell me what you want to eat

B: *pathetically face-tables and lets out another little whine* please don't make me...

E: /fuck, stay strong/ you have to eat, I only wanna make you better ~

B: *nods and sniffs* ok~

E: *kisses Belle's forehead* tell me what you want babe

B: *leans into the touch and is quiet for a little while, before finally asking* do we have any Ramen?

E: Yes we do *smiles and nuzzles her hair * good girl~

~~bedtime~~

It's 8:30pm and Elsa has had to deal with Belle's sick whiny ass all day.

B: Baby I'm tiredddd

E: do you wanna go to bed?

B: *looks genuinely offended* No

E: ...

B: *cuddles back up to her girl* everything hurts...

E: Why don't you just go ahead and sleep it off?

B: I don't wanna go to bed

E: /deer god give me strength/ what -do- you want then?

B: *whines incoherently*

E: ¬_¬ that's not an answer

B: *whines more pathetically and burrows into Elsa's hoodie*

E: Babe... *pinches the bridge of her nose* ok, what if I go to bed with you?

B: *mumbles an unintelligible response*

E: *sighs and picks up her girlfriend* I'm going to assume that's a yes

B: *nods and sniffles*

E: Alright, come on baby *kisses Belle's forehead and whisks her off to bed*