When They Are Sick

Disclaimer: Attack on Titan does not belong to me, I only own the nameless OC and the mini stories for each scenario. The cover image does not belong to me as I found it via Google Images.

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JEAN

"Bleeeeeeehh!"

"That's it, just get it all out."

*Currently, you were rubbing Jean's back as he was throwing up into the toilet. You were now in the opposite position from a week ago when you were sick*

"I can't believe you got me sick."

"Well I'm sorry. You spent nearly every second with me, it's no surprise you caught what I had."

*Rinsing his mouth out, he walked into his room, throwing himself upon the bed, forgetting the blanket and water he was supposed to be drinking. Sighing, you grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around him*

"C'mon Jean. I know you don't feel good but you can't just throw yourself around. It'll upset your stomach more."

"I know, I know!" He snapped.

"Excuse me?"

*Slowly turning, Jean grimaced, knowing exactly what he did*

"I'm sorry? I…don't feel good."

"Sure, sure." You rolled your eyes. "I get that you're sick, but remember, I was there last week so lose the attitude."

"Yes ma'am."

MARCO

"How could I get sick?!"

"Oh you poor thing, it'll go away soon, maybe in a couple of days."

*Marco coughed, rolling onto his side to stare at you as he curled the blanket tighter around him*

"But you were only sick the on day!"

"Sometimes it lasts longer, sometimes it lasts shorter. But you seem to have it worse than I did sweetie."

"Achoo!" Marco sniffled. "This sucks."

*You softly ran your fingers through his hair*

"You know the reason you got sick, right?"

"It's because I spent all my time with you."

"No, it's because you kissed me."

"I…I…! Oh man…"

*Marco moaned into his pillow which then turned into a coughing fit. Rubbing your fingers through his hair again, you felt Marco lean into your hand*

"I think you need some sleep. Then you can have some soup and that'll help you get better."

"But I don't want soup…"

"It's either soup or water for the rest of the night, your choice."

"Fine…I'll have the soup."

"Good boy."

LEVI

"LEVI! W-What're you doing out of bed?!"

"I have paperwork to finish, if it hasn't occurred to you - achoo!"

*Dropping your items next to the couch, you ran towards Levi and felt his forehead, knowing full well he still had a fever*

"I'm gone not twenty minutes and you're already back at work?! You need rest Mr "Humanities Strongest'! Psh, wish they could see you now."

"Do I need to repeat myself, (Name)? Erwin needs this paperwork completed."

"And I'm sure Erwin would understand the fact that you're sick!"

"I'm not sick!"

*He sneezed several times in a row*

"God why're you such a baby sometimes?!"

*Walking around the desk, you dropped his pen and, with all your might, pulled the man out of his chair towards the bedroom in the back. And for some reason, Levi was not fighting you whatsoever. Nearing the bed, Levi fell face first onto the mattress, not moving. Groaning, you lifted his legs until he was facing the correct way and pulled the blanket over him*

"Does this feel better?"

*Levi didn't say anything, but a small blush did appear on his cheekbones*

"That's what I thought."

EREN

"You got me sick."

"I'm not denying this information."

"How could you? I thought you loved me!"

*You rolled your eyes, blowing on the spoon full of soup in your hand. Extending, you fed Eren his dinner; hopefully he'd be able to keep this down, unlike earlier*

"I love you with all my heart. The cold I had, does not, but I'm still sorry."

*Eren moaned when he finished his soup, falling back onto the bed as he coughed*

"Was this as bad for you as it is for me?"

"Mmm, maybe. I didn't throw up though so I can't say, sweetie."

*Eren narrowed his eyes before closing them for good, his chest slowly rising up and down. Watching him, you smiled*

"Damn, why are you such a cutie when you're asleep and an asshole when you're awake?"

CONNIE

"(Name), I think I'm sick."

"Connie, sweetie, I know you're sick."

"Why is it so painful…?"

"Because you're sick."

"Well, why is it so gross?"

"…because you're sick, Connie."

*Coughing, Connie rolled over and soon feel asleep causing you to shake you're head*

"You really are such a simple man, sweetie."

ARMIN

"I'm sick."

"I am so proud you're able to deduce that information. What're you feeling?"

"My stomach and throat hurt, I'm stuffed up and - achoo!" Cleaning his face, Armin stared upward at your concerned face. "I've been sneezing a lot as well."

"I'm sorry, this is all because of me, isn't it? If you hadn't taken care of me last week…"

"I would do it all over again, trust me. You're worth it, (Name)."

"Aww Armin, stop." You leaned forward and kissed his forehead.

"Don't, you'll get sick!"

"I was already sick sweetie, it's out of my system. But now we need to do something about that fever."

REINER

"You totally deserved this."

*Reiner was currently wrapped inside his blanket, face red as he crossed his arms*

"What in the hell did I do to deserve this?!"

"You were making fun of me when I was sick!"

*Achoo, cough, cough*

"This fucking sucks."

"You're such a baby, Reiner, it's just a cold."

"A cold? A cold?! Because of this damn thing in my body I can't kiss you, we can't have se - "

*You slapped him upside the head*

"God, you'll survive for a day or to!"

BERTHOLDT

"Alright, just like you did for me, here are all the blankets that could be spared."

*Just as you were several days prior, Bertholdt was now covered in blankets, sweating away the cold that had consumed his body*

"I think this is perfect (Name), thank you."

"You are so welcome Bertholdt. Can I get you anything else?"

"No but…" He blushed as he glanced off towards the bathroom. "I need to…you know…"

*Understanding, you unrolled the man from the numerous blankets and helped him walk across the room so he could take care of his business. Once he was done, he crawled back into bed as he helped you cover him back up in all the blankets*

"H-How long will I feel like this?"

"I don't know sweetie," you stroked his cheek. "You might feel better tomorrow, or it might take a couple of days; I don't know."

*Reaching from under the blankets, Bertholdt grasped your hand*

"As long as you're the one taking care of me," *Sniffle* "I'll survive."

"Oh Bertholdt you're such a total sweetheart!"

ERWIN

"Does this mean I get to use the sleeping tea on you?"

"Just because I'm sick?"

"Well, it seems fair when I was sick."

*Erwin chuckle at you which then turned into a coughing fit. Rubbing his back as he was laying on his side, you crawled into bed with the man.*

"(Name)?"

"I know you love your tea but I figured this would be better."

*Erwin rolled around to face you and then placed his head against your chest*

*Sniffle* "I don't want to be sick anymore, (Name)…"

"I know, I know…but it'll be gone before you know it."

"Why am I suddenly so sleepy?"

"That's your body saying you need your rest. Commander Erwin needs to be in his tip top best to lead the Scouts on their next mission."

"You're right, I can't let this sickness get to me! But first, I must sleep…"

"Rest Erwin…"

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