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Disclaimer: This is all my imagination :)
A/N: It's been waaaaaaaay too long since I updated this story. I was basing this story off of the cast's tweets while they were in the UK, but the tweets are long gone so I had to come up with other ideas. I really hope that you like it.
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After a long day of meeting fans and exploring their new surroundings, Liz and Ariana finally returned to the comfort of their warm bed. The next morning, Ariana woke up to the feeling of someone kissing her cheek. She smiled and snuggled closer to Liz. She opened her eyes and stared into Liz's brownish green ones.
"Good morning baby." Liz greeted.
"Good mor-" Ariana stopped suddenly and grabbed her throat.
"What's wrong?" Liz asked.
"My throat." Ari squeaked out.
"Aww, baby you sound sick." Liz placed the back of her hand on Ariana's forehead. Her suspicions were confirmed.
"I feel horrible." Ariana pouted.
Liz called room service and ordered some soup for Ariana. She then called Mama Grande and asked for some cold medicine. She always had cold medicine because Ari tended to get sick a lot.
Liz sat up against the headboard of the bed and pulled Ariana into her lap. The redhead kept making sniffing noises so Liz leaned over and grabbed the box of tissues from the bedside table. She took one and placed it over Ariana's nose.
"Blow." She commanded. Ariana took a deep breath and blew her nose into the tissue.
She was so grateful to have Liz. Most girlfriends wouldn't do that for their sick lover. They would probably get grossed out, but not Liz. She treated Ariana like the most fragile thing ever when she was sick. The only thing that sucked about the situation was no mouth to mouth kisses. Mama Grande made that rule after they both got the flu one year.
"We still have a while before we have to meet up with everyone else so just relax for now, ok?"
Ariana nodded.
Mama Grande walked in with the cold medicine and a thermometer.
"You always manage to make yourself sick." She smiled. She poured the medicine into the little cup and handed it to the sickly looking girl. Ariana swallowed it with some difficulty then smiled as she began to feel a little better. Liz took the thermometer and placed it in the redhead's mouth. After it beeped, Liz checked it.
"She has a little fever; nothing too serious."
"Good, then this should pass quickly. I'm going to go back to my room. Are you sure that you're ok Ari?"
Ariana nodded at her mom.
"I'll be back to check on you later." Her mom kissed her forehead and left the room.
"Will you sing to me?" Ariana asked.
"Sure, what song?"
"Surprise me."
Liz twisted Ariana around so that the girl was straddling her waist. Ariana laid her head on Liz's shoulder and sighed contentedly. Liz began to sing.
It's tulips and it's daises
Your favorite flowers lately
You think that I ain't listening
But you know I do
Put your two lips on me baby
My head starts getting dazy
Don't give me a flower
What I want is you
The song was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"It's probably room service." Liz said, laying the sick girl down before getting up and answering the door. The man rolled in a cart and took the $20 tip that Liz offered before leaving.
Liz sat on the bed and put the tray with the soup on it in her lap. Ariana sat up and coughed a little. Liz picked up a spoonful of soup and blew on it before feeding it to Ariana. The girl smiled appreciatively as the soup warmed her insides.
After she was finished, Liz laid her back down and kissed her cheek softly. "Try to get a little more sleep. I'm going to go disinfect myself so that I don't get sick too."
Ariana smacked her arm gently and settled into the soft blankets on the bed. Liz went to the bathroom to wash her hands and any part of her body that Ariana had touched. She really hated getting sick, but she would risk it in order to comfort her sick redhead. She walked back into the bedroom to find her lover fast asleep. She saw that Ariana was shivering a little under the duvet so she crawled in behind her and wrapped a strong arm around her. The sick girl stopped shivering and sighed happily in her sleep. Liz wasn't tired so she was content to just lay there and hold Ariana. About an hour later Mama Grande walked in using her key card.
"Is she getting better?"
Liz felt Ariana's forehead. "A little bit."
"I hate to wake her up, but you two should start getting ready. Everyone's meeting in the lobby in about an hour."
Liz nodded.
"Thank you for taking care of her Liz." Mama Grande smiled.
"I'll always take care of her." Liz smiled back.
Mama Grande left with a thousand watt smile, knowing that her daughter was in good hands.
"Time to get up baby girl." Liz said, rubbing small circles with her thumb on the exposed skin of Ariana's stomach.
"Doing that is only making me sleepier." Ariana commented. Liz stopped her actions and instead used the hand to brush the red hair away from Ariana's face.
"How are you feeling?" Liz stroked Ariana's cheek.
"I feel a lot better."
"Was it the medicine?" Liz asked.
"Well, it was that, and the hot nurse taking care of me."
To be continued…
A/N: I really want to keep this story going in some way. Ideas are greatly appreciated and I'll credit you for your idea :) Just comment or PM me.
The song is Firefly by Jimmy Needham. Listen to the whole thing because it's such a sweet song and it will make you smile.