I just... really really like Toothiana. She's really rooting her way into my feels.

Imagine your OTP taking care of each other. Person A has the flu and Person B is making them soup, taking their temperature and insisting they rest up.

Warnings: (still) baseless conjecture on characterization (so please don't bash me /sob), Tooth being so freaking adorable i'm cry, North being super sweet i'm cry, domestic!Guardians, HUMAN AU, YES I MADE AN AU. BITE ME., shipping feels, these two being the PERFECT WEDDED COUPLE I CAN'T, basically written to demonstrate North/Tooth feels, has no plot in the end but I DON'T CARE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH /SOBBING

Notes: Human!AU. Tooth and North are happily married and they have two kids: Sandy and Jack, where in this fic, they're around 10 and 3, respectively. They have a neighbour whose son, Aster, comes over to babysit often, since Tooth was his teacher when he was in Kindergarten and he really likes her. He's around 14. Sandy was born mute but had learnt to use sign language so everything's okay. Yep. They all know how to understand sign language so it's all cool.

I JUST LOVE THIS AU OKAY DON'T JUDGE ME

A tug at Toothiana's skirt caught her attention and she turned her head and looked down to see Sandy looking up at her. She smiled down at him sweetly, rocking the toddler she had in her arms gently to keep it asleep. "What is it, Sandy?" she asked, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. The little boy pointed at the master bedroom and signed to her, "Dad doesn't seem very well."

Her eyes widened slightly. How odd, this morning North seemed fine. She bent down slightly and gently handed the toddler to Sandy. "Hold your brother carefully, okay, Sandy? I'll go look up on Daddy," she smiled, and the boy nodded, taking his baby brother into his hands and cradling him in his arms delicately. Nodding, Toothiana straightened up and walked over to the bedroom, where North was sitting up in bed, leaning against the headboard, looking tired.

"Oh, North," she sighed, sitting down next to him, pressing her hand to her husband's forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm alright, I promise," the man replied, before attempting to get up, but Toothiana firmly but gently pushed him back down. "Tooth," he sighed at her, but she shook her head.

"North, you're burning up. I think you've got the flu. Now, I suggest you get back in bed and rest up, okay?" she asked, and the man smiled tiredly at her, brushing his fingers against his wife's cheek lovingly. She smiled back at him, before easing him backwards into bed. "I'll go to work late, I'll fix up some soup for you so that you'll be okay. You're lucky today's a snow day, the kids don't have classes so I'll leave Sandy in charge. I'll call Aster over too, and as soon as I'm done at the university, I'll come straight back home, okay?"

"Oh, Tooth, what will I do without you?" North chuckled, leaning up and giving her a chaste kiss. She giggled lightly, and stood up.

"Okay, I want you resting and lying down and not doing anything when I come back, alright?" Toothiana asked, and her husband, chuckling tiredly, raised his hand in understanding. Smiling fondly, she left the room and headed straight to the kitchen, where she saw Sandy putting his half-awake brother into the baby seat, shaking a little golden rattle in front of him gently to wake him up.

"You're such a sweet boy, Sandy," she gently said to her son, kissing his head lightly, before stroking the little hairs growing from her baby's head. "And you, dear Jack, good morning, baby!"

"Ma... ma," the toddler mumbled, and she giggled, letting his small hand curl around her finger as she rubbed her cheek against his. "Mama," he repeated, more confident this time, and her smile widened.

"Yeah, that's right. I'm mama, Jack," she nodded, rubbing her fingertip on the toddler's smooth cheek, "Good morning. I'm going to make soup for daddy, okay? Since he doesn't feel very well." Sandy tugged at her skirt and she turned her attention to her other son, who signed to her, "Should I go get the soup mix?"

She nodded. "Thank you, Sandy," she said as the blonde boy made his way over to the lower cupboards to go look for a can of Campbell's they still had around. "D'you want breakfast, Jack?" she asked, looking back at her little boy, who was looking at her with wide, ice-blue eyes. "Baby hungry?"

Jack babbled something, and a smile crossed Toothiana's face. Jack mirrored her smile, before waving his hands, still babbling.

"Okay, sweety," she smiled, pulling away from Jack to reach at the higher cupboards and putting a jar of baby food on the counter, just as Sandy had put the canned soup right next to it. "I'll take care of that, okay? Think you can feed Jack, Sandy?" she asked. The boy nodded, confidently smiling, before pulling a drawer open and getting a spoon out.

"You can count on me, mum," he signed to her, before opening the jar determinedly. Chuckling fondly, Toothiana took hold of the can to get started on the soup.

The smell of mushroom soup reached North's senses as his vision swam into clarity, his eyes blearily opening as he saw Toothiana's silhouette enter the room. A tired smile crossing his face, he struggled to sit up as his wife came to his side, holding a tray with a bowl of steaming soup on it.

"Here you go," she smiled, "I made more, but it's in the fridge. Aster's about to come over soon, he'll know what to do." she told him, before taking a spoonful of soup and blowing on it. "Careful, honey, it's hot," she warned, before bringing the spoon close to him.

Gratefully, North allowed himself to be spoon-fed, smiling as he fondly committed to memory the details of everything-the glimmering stones on Toothiana's necklace, the vibrant green of her blouse and the royal blue of her skirt, her glimmering violet eyes filled with care and love, the warmth of the soup as it went down his aching throat, relieving it slightly.

"You used the canned soup, didn't you?" he asked, and Toothiana blushed slightly, lightly batting her husband's shoulder.

"It wasn't like I had the time to whip something up from scratch," she replied defensively, but there was a smile on her face as she said that. "I have to go to work soon."

The doorbell ringing caught her attention, followed by the sound of it opening. "Oh, Aster's here. Sandy must have let him in."

"Miss Tooth?" Aster's voice called from outside. "I'm here!"

"Hi! I'll be there in a moment!" she called back, before turning her attention to North. "Rest up, okay? I'll just go grab the thermometer and see your temperature." She said, getting up and collecting the used utensils. "Stay right there," she smiled, and North held up his hands.

"Not really going anywhere," he laughed weakly, and Toothiana giggled, before leaving the room.

"Hey, Miss Tooth," Aster greeted her as she stepped out of the master's bedroom. "How's Mr. North?"

"He's burning up, but I'm just going to make sure he's not running a really high fever." She replied, "Oh, and thank you so much for coming over. You're such a big help to us."

"It's nothin'," Aster replied, grinning sheepishly, "It's not like I have anything better to do, and 'sides," he grinned at Sandy, who was feeding a brightly giggling, messy-around-the-mouth little Jack, who looked rather exasperated at how messy his little brother was. "I'm good friends with Sandy. It's okay."

"Thank you, all the same," Toothiana smiled, "Um, could you please...?" she held up the tray that had the used bowl, and nodding, Aster took it from her. "I have to get the thermometer."

"I'll get this lot washed," Aster nodded, before making his way to the sink, laughing and already talking to Sandy about Jack. Smiling fondly, Tooth made her way to the bathroom and reached for the medical kit, pulling out a digital thermometer. She cleaned the bud at the end, before making her way back to the master's bedroom.

"North?" she asked, "I've got the thermometer. Let's have a look," she said, sitting down at her husband's side. "Open up."

North took the thermometer from her, gently smiling, and she could only chuckle and smile back, before putting it in his mouth. They waited for a while, until the thermometer beeped, signalling it had finished taking the man's temperature. Toothiana pulled it out of his mouth and inspected it.

"38.5," she frowned. "I knew it." Shaking her head, she stood up. "I'll drop by the drug store on my way back from the university," she declared. "I'll go pick up some medicine. Rest up, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am," North chuckled, and she smiled, before leaning down and giving him a soft kiss.

"I'll see you later, honey," she smiled, before walking out the door.

Oh, and Aster still calls her Miss because that's what he was used to calling her ever since and he didn't really want to change.

AU canon, btw: Aster had that cute little-boy-crushing-on-his-teacher thing with Tooth back then, but when he found she was married, he was devastated. HAHAHAHAHA SO CUTE

Ahem. Jack's a baby, like, literally, because, well. Isn't that just cute? 8D

And since all the other fics out there were him getting sick, I just decided to go for North getting sick. The other Guardians need love too! C:

Until next time!