Disclaimer: I do not own anything. This is fanfiction.

Summary: Ironic how Law kept reminding Luffy to be careful with the chilly weather yet now he's the one down with fever. But good thing his self-appointed nurse is there to take care of him.

Warning: Fem!Luffy, LawLu, modern AU, sick! Law, out of character, errors

TAKING CARE OF YOU

Law coughed and sniffled again – he had been doing so the whole afternoon now. Forced into a cocoon of blankets in bed, there was barely anything he could do. Not with him being sick nor with a stubborn someone checking him from time to time. He is alright, it's just a little fever. No need to fuss about it. He can go to work.

But even with his flu-induced teary-looking grey eyes, there was no convincing his self-appointed nurse who at the moment, had just taken the digital thermometer from his mouth.

"No, Traffy." Luffy frowned as she read Law's temperature. "I said no."

"But I'm already fine… "Law grumbled.

"Fine, my butt! When I got sick, I wasn't as hot as this but you still tied me to bed and didn't let me go to work!" Luffy shoved the thermometer to Law's face to prove her point. There was no way Law could convince her otherwise.

"You do have a fine a– hchoo!" Despite sneezing, Law managed to insert a playful smirk somewhere. However, there's no changing her mind.

"No is no! You're not getting out of here."

"I can run, I can hide but I can't escape your love, huh, Luff?" Law half-sung, half-drawled. Yeah, he did.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Luffy looked lost for a second and then just shrugged her shoulders, chalking up Traffy's oddness to the flu. Who knew the virus worked like that? She placed a cold compress to the man's forehead.

Still Law was determined to convince Luffy – at least, he thinks he's determined enough, so he uses the tactic that usually works. "I heard there's an all you can eat meat special at Baratie's today."

Luffy gulps. The corner of Law's lips upturned. That got the other's attention.

"I bet you really want to go there. If you ask me, I want to go there and treat you."

"Really?" Drool began to drop from the side of Luffy's mouth, but she quickly wiped it off and nervously laughed. "Oh… ermm, that's too bad, Traffy."

"I don't know about that. You know, we can still make it before the buffet starts and get first dibs if we go now. We'll eat lots of meat – all you want. That is, if you'll let me come with."

That should do it.

"All I want?" Luffy looked at him starry eyed.

Law could almost smell it – the scent of oh sweet victory. Sure he loves Luffy but he doesn't want to be fussed about really. At least that's what he thinks he feels. So he gives it one more push, one more nudge…

"Yes, all you want, Luff. Fish, pork, chicken, bee –"A hand instantaneously clamps his mouth shut.

"NO!" Luffy yells, shaking her head. "That won't work!"

She had bitten a lip to compose herself. Her eyes shimmered and her nose flared. It was close – so damn close. She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand and heaved a sigh of relief. "That was bad… I almost got sucked into your pace."

Law pouted and crooned. "Let me love you… "

Luffy have had enough.

"If you don't stop, I… I'll…" She clenched her fist and grabbed her phone, swiping the touch screen until she spotted a picture from her gallery. Law felt something drop in the pit of his stomach as Luffy announced all too cheerfully, "I'll send this picture to everyone!"

"And I mean, everyone…" The light from the screen illuminated her evil grin.

"NO." Law froze – his pupils constricted, his voice stern and adamant. Why didn't he have the sense to delete that god-awful picture when he had the chance? If he wasn't cocooned right now, damn. "I'll... stay put now."

Luffy pinched the man's nose to which the latter slightly frowned. "Good Traffy. Just rest while I make you something."

"You? Make a meal? That's interesting." The number of times Luffy made a meal ever since they started living together – he could count that in one hand, rather with half his one hand. Law wasn't exactly MasterChef material but he knew not to burn and not to break one too many plates so he had been in kitchen duty at most.

"Yeah, shishishishishi! Just wait and relax!"

"Relax? Hardly possible. Worry about you? Yes."

"Whatever, Traffy." Luffy rolled her eyes and re-tucked the man in, patting his forehead to boot. Law felt like sinking into his cocoon in embarrassment. Not that he didn't like being pampered. On the contrary, it was because he realized he did. "Alright, alright… it won't take a while."

Okay, if Luffy wanted to cook, so be it. He'll eat anything as long as it's not bread nor pickled plum rice balls, please. Though he's assured by the fact that Luffy can barely cook, much less bake. And Luffy won't be that sadistic, will she? Then again, he wishes from the back of his mind that it would be at least edible or won't lead him going to the hospital and be admitted for food poisoning.

His eyes began to feel heavy.

He wanted to laugh at himself. He had been the one to nag Luffy about wearing a coat and even some mittens. He might have snuck an umbrella on the other's knapsack more often than he cares to count. The weather is chilly these days, he remembers saying. You could get sick so be careful, he would add, to which the other would either laugh off or return his words back. Ironic how he's the one who the virus picked.

It's been a long while since he'd been sick though.

Law peered from the covers and watch as the light waned, eventually fading. Before dusk turned to night, he had already dozed off.

After a few hours, he woke up to the sound of a metal clanging on the floor and something crashing. He was about to get up when Luffy opened the door and grinned at him, a steaming bowl at hand. Luffy placed the bowl at the side table before arranging Law's pillows so he could sit comfortably.

Law's eyes widened as he saw Luffy blowing over a spoonful of some white gooey cream (that had a few charred bits), specked with some brown powder and pointed it towards his mouth.

"Are you serious?" He raised an eyebrow.

"C'mon Traffy, just once… please! You do this all the time!" Law cursed himself for being weak against Luffy's wiles. Then again, she was right. He did have the tendency to overly pamper the other especially when she's sick.

So he swallowed his pride along with what Luffy is trying to feed him. He noted the littered scald marks on the other's hand, and the flour dusting her hair and face as well as the sheen of sweat on her forehead.

"How is it?" Luffy smiled shyly.

It was surprisingly edible.

It was unexpectedly decent.

It was achingly familiar.

Law wordlessly took the bowl from Luffy and ate the porridge heartily, briefly blowing over each spoonful, until there was nothing left. It was a little burnt, a little clumped together, and a little sweeter. But there was no doubt about it, this was the porridge he made for Luffy when she got sick.

The same porridge Cora-san used to make for him when he got sick.

When the man who treated him like he was his real son was still alive…

He didn't expect the simple porridge he made for Luffy made such an impression. He didn't expect Luffy to make it for him. The meal not only warmed his stomach but also his heart, perhaps far more the latter than the former.

"Is it bad? I asked Sanji about it you know, ever since you made it for me 'cause I really liked it. Then he tried a lot of times until we got something like this. It isn't as good as Sanji's but – "

Setting the now empty bowl on his lap, he then turned to Luffy and softly smiled. It was that kind of smile Luffy have always loved seeing on his face the most – free of his usual smug expression, just his bare emotions reflected on his grey eyes and lightly upturned lips. And almost always, it would never fail to make warmth crept to her face, coloring her cheeks with the same tint as the man's reddened nose. His next words just made it worse.

"It's delicious. Thanks Luff..."

Luffy scratched her nose in faint embarrassment and smiled back as she took the bowl from the man's lap. "No need to thank me. You always do this for me anyway so just focus on beating that fever's ass!"

Law watched her head outside the room and eventually slip back to his cocoon to rest some more. But then his phone vibrated from under his pillows.

Since he had been ignoring it for a while now, he decided to finally check his phone only to find his inbox full of messages from his boss and co-workers. But also from friends and acquaintances as well. Law was confused. He didn't die or got hospitalized at least. And there's but a few people who knew why he wasn't at work today.

So how come even Luffy's godfather and her brother's girlfriend among the many who messaged him?

To solve the mystery of the sudden message boom, he read the latest message that had just come up which was from an unknown number. He looked more confused.

An unknown number, huh?

R u sure U have what it takes 2 be a candy boy?

Feel free to ask US 4 more Sweets dress

~SubQueen Caroline ;x

Caroline? Who the hell is Caroline?

Checking the other messages, it was clear that they were mostly about one topic. And it wasn't about him getting sick at all. They all texted him about his certain picture. Law's jaw drops as he realized what had happen. Sweat slides from the side of his forehead. Despite his sore throat and the snot threatening to drip from his nose, he yells out loud.

"LUFFY! EXPLAIN THIS SHIT! EXPLAIN THIS RIGHT NOW!"

-End-

A/N: Fic idea brewed from melancholic-fangirl's awesome what-to-eat/drink-in-a-cold-day recipe and the rainy weather