Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; 'Could I request a Sam/Ashley prompt in which one of them is sick and the other is taking care of them because they want to be the best gf and it's all cute and junk and soup is made?

Words: 1229

Pairing(s): Ashley/Sam (The Badass and The Paranoid), Mentioned!Josh/Chris (Climbing Class), Mentioned!Sam/Josh (Bathing Bird/I thought we had a Connection)

Additional Tag(s): Sick!Sam, Motherly!Ashley, Trans!Josh, Cis!Chris, Pansexual!Samantha, Demisexual!Ashley, Demisexual!Chris, Pansexual!Josh

I'm Here for You-

I smiled softly as I looked over at the girl laying down next to me, I looked over her appearance and just laughed. Sam was surrounded by Kleenex, whether it be the box or just the pieces of it lying around her, most used and a bit nasty. I'll have to clean later, this is a bit disgusting. I stroked her hair slowly and hummed softly. I was bored. I'll admit it. I had the day off today from work and didn't expect to use it taking care of my long term girlfriend who I thought always had the strongest immune system. Turns out when she DOES get sick. It's really bad and lasts a few days. It started last night at dinner. It started off small at first, she cleared her throat, sneezed like once, and as soon as it was bed time it got worse with her nose running, eyes got itchy, things that made me think it was just allergies. So she took some pills and went to bed to sleep it off because that's just what we do.

When I woke up earlier I could hear Sam in the bathroom puking, that got me worried. She just now came back and laid down, she fell asleep instantly. So now here I am, stroking her hair and trying to see what I could do to help her feel better.

I got up, being sure not to jostle the bed too much as I got up and skipped downstairs, humming a small melody as I got out some noodle soup, it was the most stereotypical food you could give someone when they're sick but I really didn't care. I had a girlfriend to take care of and dammit, I will do it! I put the bowl into the microwave and turned it on.

Well, that was very anticlimactic. I groaned and leaned against the counter, waiting for the soup to finish being cooked. I tapped my fingers on the counter, smiling as I remembered how me and Sam met.

It was a strange meeting to say the least. I, of course, was a huge nerd that was always overlooked in Highschool and Sam was one of the popular girls. Not popular like Jessica, where she used her body to do it, or Emily, whose grades were the highest in class, even higher than mine which surprised me since she was friends with Jessica. Not saying Jessica was dumb, but she did have her blonde moments, she is quite cunning and clever though, says some weird things at times (Seven limbs? What?). Sam was the athletic girl in school, she was the girl who others were comfortable being around because of how accepting she was and how she accepted everyone for who they were even if it did go against some of the things she did (EX: She's a vegan.). It was no secret that she was comfortable with her sexuality. She never came on to anyone either though. She was more of a go with the flow type of girl. She even dated Josh Washington for a bit (And everyone knows he is trans, he's with Chris Davis right now. They are just too cute.) I met Sam through Chris and Josh, even after the two of them dated Sam stayed friends with Josh and was the one to encourage him to ask Chris out who was my friend (And crush) at the time. When Chris and Josh got together I really wasn't that surprised, a bit heartbroken of course, but really happy for them. Then I noticed Sam hanging out with our group. She seemed pretty chill, and instantly I noticed how ripped she was. How couldn't I notice? She was a lot like me, didn't like eating animals or using animal products, so we instantly became friends.

I formed a crush in her after awhile. . . .okay, so maybe I liked her as soon as I saw her. But that's my business. She was a really attractive girl why wouldn't I like her? She was taller than me, only by a few inches but I thought it was perfect height. She finally told me about 5 months into our friendship that she is was into me. I didn't know how to react at first so I sort of just laughed it off. She seemed offended when I did that and didn't talk to me for about 2 months. Josh was a bit angry at me during that time as well. It wasn't until Chris and I spoke that I realized that Samantha actually liked me, I was so happy to hear that from him of course but trying to get in touch with Sam again was harder than I thought it would be. Josh wouldn't tell me anything about her until Chris made him.

So our love story eventually happened, it just took a while. So now we live together in North Carolina. We have a nice two story house that we both hope will have kids running in it in a few years. We have a pet kitten that she gave to me for my birthday 2 years ago. The cat is fat and likes to lay all over my books and papers that are important but he doesn't give a shit, always crumpling the papers up anyways.

I jumped when I heard some sniffling behind me, totally ruining my inner narration. I turned and saw Sam standing there leaning against the doorframe, she gave me a soft smile and the beep on the microwave went off, I hurried to take it out and sat it on the counter, giving her an embarrassed smile. She came over and sat at the island, rubbing her head.

"Gosh Ash. When I woke up I freaked out a little. You weren't there like you always are." She said, sounding a bit nasally, I scoffed and waved my hand.

"I'm sorry Sam. But normally you're the one always gone by the time I wake up. Payback!" I yelled and Sam just laughed, shaking her head and sneezing into the Kleenex in her hand.

"I suppose so." Sam said, grabbing the bowl of soup and pulling it towards her, I ran around the kitchen and got her some bread. Placing it on a napkin next to her soup. She has always been the one to sip her bread in her soup. I found it weird, really weird. But I love her nonetheless. I sat across from her as she ate, tilting my head in thought as I dozed off a bit. I didn't notice when Sam got up, seeing that I had dozed off a bit, and tip toes her way behind me.

I squeaked in shock as I felt her beginning to tickle me, I fell back and heard Sam gasp as we both fell on the ground, Sam groaned and looked at me, sniffed, then began to laugh as hard as she could. I laughed with her and curled up into her.

"Nooo. . .you'll get sick."

"I don't careeee, this floor is cold and nice and I don't mind being sick with you. You're my Sammy Whammy."

"I hate that nickname so much." Sam groaned and hid her face in my hair, I just giggled and snuggled closer, sighing happily.

"Your soup is getting cold."