"April is practically knocked out by a cold. Because of this she can't come and visit Donnie in the lair. However this does not stop him to come to her place and to nurse her and to comfort her in this time. (fluffiness all the way!)" ~ nakcabttack2
"In Sickness and In Health"
April reached for her phone, coughing violently into her hand. She brought it close to her face so she could read it without turning the light on and sent a hurried text before sinking back into her pillow.
I can't come.
She sighed, letting her eyes drift shut as she teetered on the edge of sleep. Her phone buzzed and she groaned, looking at his reply.
Why not?
I'm sick. I just want to sleep.
She typed up her reply and set her phone on her nightsand, closing her eyes again. It wasn't long before her phone buzzed again as Donatello sent his speedy reply.
I'm coming over.
True to his word, he arrived five minutes after his text with a bowl of soup in his hands. She turned slowly in her bed to look at him, smiling weakly. The sight of her almost broke his heart. Her eyes were puffy, her nose was swollen and red. 'Sick' just painted her features. "April.." he walked towards her hurriedly, setting the bowl of soup on the nightstand and kneeled in front of her.
"I'm fine, really." her voice was scratchy and she couldn't get the words out without coughing. He gave her a look of complete and utter disbelief, getting up again.
"No you're not," he stated, matter-of-factly. He gingerly set the chicken noodle soup in her lap and turned to leave. "I'll be back." he reassured her as she captured his hand. She looked towards the door for a moment after he left before shifting her gaze to the hot soup in front of her. She took a whiff of it, the vapor emanating off of it clearing her sinuses. She blew on it before taking a bite. The warm broth soothed her sore and aching throat as she swallowed it.
It wasn't long before he returned, a cup of herbal tea in one hand and a bottle of Dayquil in the other. He set the cup on the nightstand, measuring out some of the cold medicine in the cap. He handed it to her and she took it, scrunching her nose in disgust as the familiar taste invaded her. She swallowed quickly, coughing at the taste. He handed her the cup of tea and she forced some of the warm liquid down her throat to rid herself of the disgusting aftertaste of the medicine.
"Mm. Honey." her voice was slightly muffled by the mug as she took another long swig. She let the cup droop away from her face, letting out a pleased 'ahh' sound. The soreness of her throat was barely noticeable anymore, the warmth of the tea and the soup soothing it. She smiled warmly at him, not a weak sickly smile, but an actual, glowing smile. "You always know just what to do."
"I live to serve." he chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Will you stay?" she scrunched the sides of the cup, peering into its sweet contents.
"I had no intentions of leaving, Miss O'Neil." he chuckled. She turned down the covers to the bed, and he gladly climbed in, wrapping an arm around her. "I love you."
"I love you, too." her voice was garbled as she answered with a mouth full of noodles. He chuckled, pulling her closer into him and letting his head rest against the wall behind her bed.
A/N: Don't ask me how he got the Dayquil. It was in her medicine cabinet. I guess.
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