《Hermitcraft Season 8 and 9 Oneshots》Soup and Warm Hugs - MM Extra
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Stress POV
I woke up to someone shifting next to me. I tried to roll over to see what was wrong someone was holding me in a tight hug, preventing me from getting up.
"Iskall, something wrong?" I asked him.
"No," Iskall mumbled. He didn't seem fully awake at the moment.
"Can I move?"
"Doooooon't," he whined.
"Fine, I won't. But just for a few minutes," I sighed, but was really happy to spend some time with him.
I rolled over and hugged him back. It took me a moment to realize he was really warm. I put my hand up to his forehead and his temperature was abnormally hot.
"How are you feeling love," I asked.
"Cold," he said as he involuntarily shivered. "And my head hurts..."
"I'm going to go get you some things, kay?"
"Okay," he mumbled as he let me stand up.
I walked to the kitchen to go make some soup. Once I arrived in the kitchen, I put a pot on the stove and turned it on. I poured the tomato soup from the can into the pot and set a 15 minute timer.
While that was heating up, I grabbed some blankets from the couch and walked back upstairs.
Iskall POV
My head really really hurt. It was all I could think about, except for the cold.
I was so focused on that I didn't hear someone enter the bedroom.
"Hi 'skall how are you," Stress said as she walked over.
"I-it hurts, a l-lot," I admitted. There wasn't really anything else I could of said.
She looked at me with a look of sympathy and draped the blanket on top of me.
"Th-thank you," I whispered as the blanket brought more warmth.
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"No problem love," she said as she kissed my cheek.
I was going to say something but there was a beeping sound coming from downstairs.
"Be right back love," she said as she walked out.
Stress POV
I walked back down towards the kitchen. It hurt me to see Iskall in so much pain. I poured the soup into a bowl and filled a glass with some water.
I let the soup cool a bit as they went to the bathroom and looked for some medication. Once I found what I was looking for, I took all of the stuff up to Iskall.
He was still lying in the exact spot I had left him.
Iskall was sweating but still was under all of the blankets.
"Iskall can you sit up?" I asked. He gave a small nod sat up quietly but I could tell his head still really hurt.
I set the stuff down on the nightstand and gave him a pill with some water. Once he swallowed it, I handed him the bowl of soup. He ate it, clearly grateful for the warmth of the bowl.
Iskall ate two thirds of the bowl and said he couldn't finish it, clearly feeling bad about it.
"It's fine love you did a great job," I praised as he laid back down. He was shivering and in pain but all I could do was talk to him and hug him.
I changed into a t-shirt and shorts and laid down next to Iskall. Even while wearing that, it was really hot under all the blankets.
"You feeling better love," I asked quietly.
"I-I guess. Thanks f-for being h-here," he mumbled as he hugged me.
"Always love," I said. Soon after, he fell asleep still clinging onto me. I assumed he didn't sleep much before so it was probably for the best.
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Iskall POV
I woke up to light shining through the window. I looked down and saw my girlfriend fast asleep next to me.
"Rise and shine Stress," I whispered to her.
"It's too earlyyyyy," she whined. I realized she was probably up late taking care of me last night.
"Then sleep," I said, running my hand through her hair. She seemed to like the gesture and cuddled next to me.
I was unbelievably lucky to have her as my girlfriend. She's funny and cute. She's also really sweet and takes care of me when I'm hurt or sick.
I really love this girl.
She giggled. "I love you too," she whispered. I had said that out loud but I didn't really care.
I heard little snores next to me. She had fallen asleep so quickly, she was probably exhausted. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off.
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