《Ahs preferences imagines》When he's sick/you're sick
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Tate Langdon:
You coughed, quietly trying not to wake Tate, as you were battling through your flu alone, not wanting to bother him. "Y/N?" He mumbled, groggily, waking up from his sleep. "Sshhh Tate it's fine go back to sleep,"you tried to say but you were interrupted by a violent coughing fit. "Babe, you're sick, why didn't you tell me?" He rushed up, grabbing tissues, cough syrup and anything he could think of to soothe your pain. "Tate, please, I don't want to be a hassle," you pleaded, "Oh shut up Y/N, you know I would do anything for you. Besides, I'm dead, what am I gonna catch?"
Kit Walker:
You knew your boyfriend was sick the minute you looked at him, his eyes were swollen and his nose was red. He looked mournfully at you, like a sad little puppy. "Aw Kit," you laughed slightly at his predicament as he pouted. You fetched him tissues and a hot water bottle, promising him you would be his personal nurse for the rest of the day. I
Kyle Spencer:
You laid Kyle down, he couldn't stop sneezing but he was insisting he could still work, and serve the girls. "Ib fine," He said thickly through his cold and you chuckled, "Kyle you are not fine, you are lying down and I am nursing you back to Health," He sighed and rubbed his forehead, "I donb want to get you sick," he sniffled and you smiled, "I don't care Kyle, I just want my man to be well, and you can't do that if you're running after us all," you spent most of the day bringing him homemade soup, plenty of fluids and lots of cuddles, making him feel better.
Jimmy Darling:
"Jimmy," you muttered, as the bright sunlight streamed through your trailer windows. He mumbled something incoherent, obviously not awake engorging to respond. "I don't think I can perform tonight," you muffled. You had been throwing up all night and you had barely slept, you were really surprised Jimmy hadn't woken up throughout it all. "Why baby, are you okay?" He said, finally waking up and you shook your head. "I've been really sick, but don't worry, I'll be fine I just need some rest and plenty of fluids," He sat up, "I have to perform you know or Elsa will have a fit, but I'm here for you, whatever you need," You smiled and grasped his unusual hands, pressing your forehead to his.
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James Patrick March:
You lay on the bed, groaning, clutching your stomach the pain not ceasing. "My darling, what can I do?" James sat beside you, confused on how to help you. "I just need some painkillers," you mumbled and he was puzzled, "painkillers?" "Yeah like paracetamol, there's some in my drawer," James was fascinated that these little pills could soothe your pain so much, as after a few hours you were sitting up, resting your head tiredly on his shoulder. "It's like witchcraft," he mumbled and you chuckled lightly, telling him about modern medicines that had been invented since he had died.
Edward Phillipe Mott:
"Ow, ow ow," you grunted banging your already sore head on your pillow, trying to stop the ringing pain you were suffering. "I can't stand you doing that my dear," Edward said, stroking your hot forehead sweetly in an attempt to stop your banging. "My head hurts so much," you groaned, and he laid down beside you, swirling his fingers along your collar bone. "I can't stop your pain, but I can ease it a little," he grinned and pulled you into his arms, where he rocked you to sleep slowly, soothing your headache with each stroke of your hair.
Kai Anderson:
"I refuse Y/N, I am not sick, and I am not staying in bed. I have to lead, I have people to-" You giggled, pushing his weak form back into your bed, as he could barely get up the strength to protest. "You are staying in bed mister, maybe it's my turn to run the cult for a bit," you smirked and he tried to sit up again, coughing slightly. "If I'm stuck in bed all day, then I'm sorry my dear but you are too," He croaked and jumped on top of you, pulling you down underneath him. You squealed but yielding to him, just wanting to snuggle with him all day.
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