#sickfic prompt
When the whumpee wakes up feeling horrible in the middle of the night, but they decide not to bother anyone about it until morning. Them just curling up in a ball under their blankets, crying silently and gritting their teeth as they wait for morning. One of their teammates coming to check on them when they don’t show up for breakfast, and finding the whumpee still curled up, shivering under their blankets and covered in sweat. The teammate touching the whumpee’s forehead and finding a fever, then running to get the team leader, knowing they’ll know how to help the whumpee.
When the whumpee joins the rest of their team for an outing, but when they show up a few minutes late looking like they’re about to pass out, their teammates calling the days activities off so they can take the whumpee home. The whumpee protesting that they’ll be fine, and that their teammates shouldn’t inconvenience themselves, and their teammates kindly telling them to shut up and cooperate. The whumpee still feeling a bit bad about their teammates canceling everything, but letting them take them home and fuss over them anyway. Later that day, the whumpee and their team sitting together in the whumpee’s home, the whumpee under a pile of blankets on the couch, and them all watching a movie as the whumpee dozes off to the feeling of a teammate playing with their hair, feeling safe and cared for.
When the whumpee feels absolutely terrible, but they have to travel. The whumpee leaning on the caretaker’s shoulder almost the entire time, not having the energy to sit up for that long on their own, and the caretaker half carrying them anytime they have to walk. The caretaker bringing the whumpee to the caretaker’s house, since they don’t want to leave them alone, and immediately lowering them onto the couch, telling the whumpee to just hang in there for a few minutes while they get a couple things, and then the caretaker will get them into a proper bed. The whumpee trying to listen to them, but dozing off on the couch less than a minute later. The caretaker coming back to find them slumped against the arm of the couch, sound asleep. The caretaker considering just settling them in a more comfortable position on the couch, but ultimately deciding to just carry the whumpee to a proper bed. Them tucking the whumpee in, and the whumpee waking up the next morning with no idea how they got there, but feeling safe and cared for.
