(Y/n)'s POV:

Levi had managed to stay asleep in my arms for about 30 minutes so far, and hopefully, his stomach let him stay asleep longer. After all, sleep was the best thing for his body right now.

As the sun began to slowly creep above the horizon, I realized that day 1 of Levi's sickness had passed and hopefully day 2 was less eventful. His fever had slightly decreased, but not enough to be considered normal or not worry me.

I knew I needed to try and get him to eat, but I really didn't want him to be throwing up all day again. Clearly, the soup didn't work last time, so I decided I'd try to have him nibble on something lighter, like crackers. Not that I really need to worry about this yet. It can't be past 5:30 as the sun has yet to rise so he won't even want to eat until later on.

I moved the thoughts of food to the back of my mind and cuddled my head into Levi's chest. No point in wasting cuddles for my favourite person in the world. Even though it worried me, I enjoyed the heat coming from Levi, it was comforting in a way.

As we laid there in almost silence, I could hear his stomach churning dangerously. The only other sound present was Levi's laboured breathing echoing through the dark room. I gently laid my hand on his stomach and rubbed some small circles, seeing if that would help settle the sickly organ even in the slightest.

It didn't.

Even with my attempts to calm it, his stomach continued to rebel forcefully. After a short while, it would stay calm no longer.

I heard Levi let out a choked gag, and I shot up for the bin. It was unneeded though, his stomach was completely empty. I set the bin on the ground and pulled Levi's head to my shoulder. I rubbed his back as the dry retches continued.

Once his little fit stopped, I had him drink a few small sips of water and then helped him lay back down. I pulled him onto my chest and laid back down with him. I raked my fingers through his black tresses knowing how much he loved it.

I picked up the discarded washrag and gently dabbed the sweat from his forehead and neck. Once most of the moisture was gone, I let the cloth rest on his forehead.

The sun nearly up now, I could see It peaking over the horizon. That meant it was about 5:30. The cadets would start training at 6 so we had about 20 more minutes of quiet. I continued to stroke Levi's hair, and soon dozed off myself.

Once I awoke again the sun was at about high noon. I shifted to look at Levi, happy to see he was still asleep and his fever was a lot lower. I decided to have him try to eat so I carefully untangled myself from his embrace and headed down towards the mess hall.

I walked into the kitchen and began digging in the cupboards for crackers or another light food. Once I found a sleeve of saltines, I made my way back up towards Levi's room.

By this time, the cadets were outside and about an hour into training. I could hear Shadis yelling at the cadets from inside. He was a pretty good replacement for Levi.

I continued towards my sickly boyfriends room, crackers in hand. Since he had basically thrown up earlier, I was a little worried the crackers wouldn't stay down, but either way, he had to eat. Once I got to his office, I walked in and continued to his bedroom.

I walked up to Levi's bed and gently shook his arm. It took a few seconds, but soon I saw his beautiful oxyn eyes crack open. "Hey Hun, I know you aren't feeling good, but I got some crackers here, you think you can try and eat some?" I questioned while holding up the sleeve of crackers.

He saw the pleading look in my eye and hesistantly took the crackers. He pulled one out and slowly brought it to his mouth. He waited for a minute to see if it would come back up, and when it didn't he grabbed another one.

After about 4 crackers he decided he was done and handed the half empty sleeve back to me. I handed him the glass of water from the nightstand and let him take a few sips. Once he was done I set it back on the nightstand and helped him lay back down.

I pulled the covers to his chin and laid the washcloth back on his forehead. I quickly ran to the bathroom to refill the water glass, while I was there I grabbed the thermometer. I headed back to Levi and handed him the thermometer. He slipped it into his mouth.

Once it beeped, I grabbed it and looked at the tiny screen. "100! That's great!" I had a huge smile on my face. His fever was at 103 yesterday, so 100 was a huge improvement. It meant he was getting better and would be healthy in no time.