Author note:
Hello, everyone. English is not my first language, so be easy on me. Thanks for those who have taken time to review and follow the story.
Have a nice day.
Steve was fast asleep when he felt the bed dipped beside him. He quickly reached over, turned on the light on the nightstand, before rolled over to the other side.
Harper was on sitting his bed, hugging her new favorite stuff toy.
"You're okay there, Harper?" Steve asked as he sat up.
Harper shook her head and sniffed. "I don't feel so good."
"Come here,"
Harper crawled closer to Steve, sat on his lap and curled up against his chest.
"Not feeling so good, ah?" Steve asked as he ran his fingers through her hair before he rested the back of his hand against forehead. It does felt slightly warmer than usual but nothing to indicate fever. Steve hoped she would feel better in the morning.
"Can I sleep with you today?" Harper mumbled against his chest.
"Of course and we will go to the doctor if you're still not feeling good in the morning, okay?" When he didn't any reply, he turned off the lamp, set Harper on the bed before he laid back down. Harper curled up beside Steve, her right arm over Steve's chest, gripping a fistful of his t-shirt and Steve wrapped his right arm around her, gently rubbed her back.
-H50-H50-H50-
The next morning, Steve made some light breakfast before he went back to his room to check on Harper.
"Harper," He called as he entered the room. "Feel like going to school today?" He sat beside her on the bed and rubbed her back.
Harped groaned slightly before she sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes.
"Still not feeling good, ah?"
Harper looked up, shook her head before she leaned against him, "Will you be mad if I say I don't want to go to school today?"
Steve raised his eyebrow. "I'm not going to be mad, Harper. I can promise you that."
"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize for not feeling good, Harper."
"Can I sleep?" Harper asked, and was close to pulling the blanket over her when Steve stopped her.
"You can surely sleep, but first we need to check your temperature, eat some breakfast, take medicine then you can sleep."
Harper groaned again, looked back at Steve with her sleepy eyes and held up her hand to be picked up.
Steve picked her up, kissed her forehead, walked back to the kitchen, and grabbed the thermometer and cold medicine.
Harper was too sleepy to bother what was happening around her. She rested her head on Steve's shoulder.
Steve put the thermometer into Harper's ear, waited for it to beep and when it did, he pulled and checked the temperature. He went to the front, laid her down on the couch, he figured he let her sleep for some time while he makes some important calls.
First, he called Harper's doctor, checked on her condition, next he called her school informing them that she won't be coming in and then he called Danny.
"You called to say how much you missed me?"
"Very funny, Danny. I called to say I'm not coming to work today."
"Everything okay?" Danny's voice conveyed his concern.
"Harper is running a fever."
"Poor girl. How's her fever?"
"Well, she's warmer than last night. If she's not feeling better by tomorrow morning, I will take her to her doctor."
"But let me guess, you already called her doctor."
"Of course I did, you would have done the same thing with Grace."
"Of course. What did the doctor say?"
"She said as long as the temperature doesn't get higher, she's fine but then if she's still sick tomorrow morning, then I should bring her in."
"I got you covered here, buddy. You take care of my favorite munchkin. Let me know you need anything."
"Thanks, Danno."
Steve set his phone on the kitchen cabinet and went over to wake Harper. She wasn't really happy but obligated anyway when Steve said she can sleep back after breakfast and medicine. She was half through her toast when she ended by being sick, messing the kitchen table. He quickly assured her that it was okay. He carried her upstairs, gave her bath, gave her some medicine and put her down for a nap. She was out within few minutes. Steve went back down, cleaned his kitchen, went back upstairs, freshen up himself before he checked on Harper again. She was warmer than she was when he checked earlier in the morning. Steve frowned, he doesn't feel good but he figured he would wait another few hours.
And luckily, true to his judgment things were looking better by end of the day. Harper was feeling better and Steve was relieved.
-H50-H50-H50-
Weekend
Harper climbed off her bed and tiptoed to Steve's room. She smiled when she saw him sleeping peacefully. She very carefully walked down to the kitchen. One task at one time, she thought to herself. She very quietly pushed over the stool, climbed up and looked through the cabinet.
First, she reached in, took out the cereal box, got down and place them on the kitchen table. Then she took a bowl and placed them beside the cereal box. Next, she walked over to the fridge, pulled the door open, grabbed the milk and went back to the table.
She climbed on the chair and pulled the bowl closer to her. Harper opened the box of cereal and poured some into the bowl. She closed the box and then poured in the milk. Next, she got down, pulled open the drawer, took out a spoon and put them in the bowl. She reached up and took the bowl in her hands, spilling some milk in the process. She figured she would clean it later.
She walked into Steve's bedroom, place the bowl on the nightstand before she climbed on the bed. She reached in and kissed his cheek. "Good morning!" She chirped happily.
Steve stretched before he rubbed his eyes and looked down at her. "Good morning." He smiled. "That's a wonderful wake-up call."
"I made you breakfast!" Harper smiled as she pointed to the bowl on the nightstand.
Steve raised his eyebrows. "Breakfast?" He quickly leaned over and took the bowl from the nightstand. He moved the spoon around and saw cereals. He looked up and Harper was looking him eagerly.
"Thank you, Harper." Steve shrugged. "I don't know what I did to deserve this good breakfast from Harper on my bed."
Harper giggled and it warmed Steve's heart.
"You took care of me when I was sick two days ago so I wanted to do something for you."
Steve ruffled her hair. "You don't have to do anything, Harper. It's my job to take care of you."
"And it's mine to take care of you." She leaned in and pressed another kiss to his cheeks.
Steve smiled, it still felt new to experience all these in his life but he loved every minute of him and he wouldn't trade it for any other things.
Steve took in a mouthful of cereal. "Wow, this is really good."
"Yes!" Harper thrust her fists up the air happily.
Steve finished his cereal. "Okay, so now we go down and get you some breakfast."
"And clean the kitchen," Harper said. "I might have spilled some milk."
Steve shrugged. "Well, I guess that will be our first activity for the day."
"Then?" Harper looked hopefully. "What else we are going to do?"
"I don't know." Steve shrugged again. "Whatever you decide."
Harper scrunched up her face as she thought. "How about, day in, just you and me?"
The corner of Steve's mouth turned out. "Just you and me? I think it's going to be a great weekend."
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