Prompt: Quinn gets sick and Rach takes care of her. Please? :)
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Sick Day
TheSilentPen
"I told you you shouldn'tve gone out without a jacket," Rachel chided as she wrung out another warm washcloth and dipped in back into the basin of freezing ice water.
"Shut ub," Quinn sniffled, glaring at her girlfriend with red-rimmed, tired eyes. Her eyes fluttered gratefully beneath their lashes as the coolness of the cloth neutralized the slightest heat from her fever.
"Can't you just admit I'm right for once, baby?" Rachel smirked as Quinn huffed, crossing her arms over her chest like a petulant child.
"Nob," Quinn stiffly proclaimed, shaking her head. "Neber… Not going do do id."
Rachel chuckled. "Alright, baby. We'll leave the argument for later… right now, why don't you get some sleep. I'll wake you up when it's time for dinner. Just rest right now."
Rachel stood up, lugging the small bowl of water with her to head toward the kitchen.
"Wait."
Rachel paused, turning to look at Quinn, staring timidly after her, small in her extra-large 'Yale' sweatshirt, cheeks adorably flushed, and hair mussed.
God, her girlfriend was all sorts of adorable.
"Do you need something, Quinn?" Rachel questioned softly.
"Ummm, can you…" Quinn cleared her throat, then reached over and blew her nose swiftly before continuing. "…Can you stay here and sleep with me…?"
Rachel's eyes softened. "Quinn-."
"I-I know it's a risk, and I really don't want you to get sick," Quinn said quickly, looking away. "But… I really don't want to be alone right now."
Rachel smiled. "I'd love to take a nap with you. Just let me put the water down."
Quinn closed her eyes, listening to the rhythmic shuffling of Rachel's step across the floor, drifting off to the familiarity of the sound. She stirred slightly as the warm cloth against her forehead was moved and replaced by the gentle caress of lips against forehead.
The bed dipped beside her and warm arms wrapped around her shoulders. She felt herself pulled against a strong chest, the comforting 'thump' of Rachel's heart beneath her ear.
"I lob you, Rach."
"…I love you too, Quinn."
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