When (Y/N) woke up sprawled across their sheets, they could immediately feel soreness in their throat and their head beginning to burst with pain. (Y/N) had felt off the past few days and today was the day that explained why. (Y/N) was sick. (Y/N) was too distracted by how much their head throbbed doing so much as sitting up to remember they had plans with Luka today, but it hurt too much to look at their phone to text him. 

(Y/N) collected all the tolerance they had, which took about half an hour to text Owen to get them medicine and to send a super apologetic but short text to Luka, explaining that it hurt to look at their phone so responses would be slow that day. (Y/N) felt strangely sad when they saw Luka had seen the message but hadn't sent them anything back. 

Owen, being a godsend, walked his happy ass all the way to the attic to give (Y/N) medicine and a ridiculous amount of water, accompanied by a cool compress and extra blankets, saying "Your mother would be rolling in her grave if I didn't get you everything you needed. By the way, Luka texted me asking if he was clear to come over and take care of you, are you okay with me saying yes?"

(Y/N) could only respond in a coughing fit, holding their throat as they took the medicine while Owen fussed over them "I just don't want him getting sick" (Y/N) whimpered weakly "But if he really wants to I guess it's fine."

Owen smiled, pulling out his phone "Honey he texted me four times I'm sure he's willing to risk it. I don't know how you found him but he is crazy about you. Do you need anything else before Luka gets here?" with a shake of the head from (Y/N), Owen left after giving (Y/N) a quick kiss on the forehead and soft "feel better soon, kid" 

***

"Wait (Y/N) is sick?" Juleka asked as Luka all but ran around the kitchen making soup to take with him "How bad is it? Is Owen handling it? Why are you going?" Juleka questioned, yet still helped as she chopped vegetables. 

Luka sighed, running a hand through his hair as he waited for the water to boil "(Y/N) had to cancel our date, which they never do, and said their head hurt so bad they couldn't even look at their phone, and they were super hesitant about me coming over so I guess it's pretty bad." He explained as he started assembling the soup, it was the recipe he always made for Juleka when she was sick. 

Juleka frowned, her eyebrows furrowing as she watched Luka's nervous gait and anxious energy "Are you sure they aren't contagious? I just don't want you getting sick." 

Luka smiled, looking back at his sister "It's a risk I'm willing to take," he paused, looking at the ground for a minute before speaking again "It's the first time they've been sick since their parents passed and I just don't want (Y/N) to feel lonely by themselves. Owen's great and I'm sure he's trying but he has responsibilities with his wedding and running his dad's companies." he explained before slipping out of the kitchen to grab one of his hoodies for (Y/N), not caring if he ever gets it back. They had mentioned his clothes were weirdly comforting for them and Luka pretty much just ran with it. 

Juleka hopped off her seat and followed Luka into his room "Do you want me to come with you? I can get Rose too and we can all take care of (Y/N)"

"No, no it's okay. Too much noise is bad for the headache," he explained, only half-thinking about that. The other half was happy he got to be the one to take care of them "I'm sure (Y/N) wants to keep the volume and social interaction to a minimum." 

After the soup was done, he headed off 

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"Darling?" A blissfully familiar voice called just before the attic access opened up. A head of shaggy black and blue hair popped out and (Y/N)'s boyfriend was there. He closed the door as quietly as he could after he noticed how still (Y/N) was, were they asleep? He shrugged and put the soup he had made in the fridge and he quickly felt for their temperature before tucking (Y/N) in, leaving a soft kiss on their forehead. 

(Y/N) groaned softly as they felt someone's hand on their forehead, rolling over and their eyes opening hazily as they saw Luka standing in front of them "You didn't have to come, babe" (Y/N) croaked, their voice broken and raspy

"I wanted to," he laughed weakly as he held their hand "I don't like the thought of you up here suffering all by yourself, love. You don't have to talk, it'll make your throat worse. So I'll ask yes or no questions and you give me a thumbs up or thumbs down, okay?" he said, smiling when (Y/N) weakly nodded. 

"Are you nauseous?" Thumbs up, so Luka made a note to grab a bucket just in case. 

"Does your stomach hurt?" Thumbs up. 

"Are you sore anywhere other than your throat" (Y/N) gave a thumbs down to that one despite the raging pain in their back, but that had nothing to do with them being sick. Luka raised his eyebrow in doubt because he knew (Y/N)'s muscles got really tense pretty regularly because of the stress they were under, and (Y/N) changed it to a defeated thumbs up. 

"Do you want me to rub your back, my love?" Luka asked, a soft smile on their face "You can keep your shirt on and stuff if that makes you comfortable, I just want to help." That one was a welcome thumbs up as (Y/N) slowly flipped themselves onto their stomach and pulled the blanket off of themselves. After Luka got comfortable on (Y/N)'s legs, making sure not to put all his weight on them, he got started, blushing slightly as he massaged their lower back. 

He was shocked at how rock-hard some of (Y/N)'s muscles were while their skin was so soft. (Y/N) had to bite back a very satisfied moan as he rubbed out a specific spot that (Y/N) could just never reach no matter how hard they tried, a little bit slipped out though and all Luka did was grin like an idiot. He worked his way up to (Y/N)'s shoulders and worked his magic, (Y/N) couldn't comprehend how good it felt to move like a normal person again, just sighing blissfully as Luka rubbed one last soothing circle into their back. 

"Feel better, puppy?" Luka asked as he kissed the back of their neck before getting up, all (Y/N) did was nod and blush at the nickname, thankful their face was hidden by their pillow. Luka's smooth, deep laugh was heard as he kissed the top of their head "Are you hungry?" 

(Y/N) nodded, "But I don't know how much I can keep down," (Y/N) quickly said before erupting into a coughing fit. Luka sat (Y/N) up so they could breathe better and rubbed their back as he wordlessly handed them cough drops he'd picked up on the way over. He remembered (Y/N) had mentioned they hated the flavor Owen always bought, so Luka bought the one he knew (Y/N) liked. 

"I'll feed you a little bit and we'll wait to see if you keep it down before you have more, okay?" He whispered as he got up and went to the fridge to go and get it, heating a small bowl of it up in the microwave as he grabbed a spoon and brought it over. When (Y/N) reached for the spoon, he shook his head "I'm feeding you, puppy. I'm spoiling you today," he said as he lifted up the spoon "Open wide." he said as he fed them. 

(Y/N) was so flustered they almost didn't taste the food before it went down, but it was so good it was impossible to ignore. (Y/N) forgot how good of a cook Luka was, what husband material! Luka smiled as he saw (Y/N)'s flustered expression after they finished the super small bowl. Luka mentally made a note to wait half an hour before giving them more just in case they can't keep it down. 

"I love you, puppy" Luka said as (Y/N)'s eyes started fading shut again "Take a nap, I'll be here when you wake up"

"..cold" (Y/N) chittered out softly, even back under the monstrous mound of blankets on top of them (Y/N) was still shivering. Luka smiled and sat them up just enough so he could pull the hoodie brought on them. "Is that good or do you need me to hold you?" 

(Y/N), was in fact, still cold but too scared of getting Luka sick. He practically read (Y/N)'s mind as he slipped under the covers with them. (Y/N) rested their head on his chest and passed out almost immediately. Luka didn't even care how warm he was getting, because that meant (Y/N) could rest easier. 

After about an hour, (Y/N)'s eyes fluttered open again. Luka had gotten up only a few minutes before them to grab a cold compress for their head, he could feel their temperature going up as they slept. "Sweetheart, it's time for more medicine, okay? Take these" Luka said as he handed them a second dose of medicine, which (Y/N) gratefully took.

"How's the nausea?" Luka asked as he took the cooling compress of (Y/N)'s head. 

"Not too bad, but I do have to go to the bathroom." (Y/N) answered as they got up 

"Do you need help getting there?" Luka asked, which was answered with a shake of (Y/N)'s head. 

Unfortunately for (Y/N), being in the bathroom did trigger the much-dreaded vomiting, leaning over the toilet and dry heaving as they waited for the disgusting feeling to go away. Luka heard the noises and rushed in, immediately pulling (Y/N)'s hair out of their face and rubbing their back, whispering as (Y/N) whimpered and threw up into the toilet bowl. "You'll feel better when it's over, I promise." Luka heard (Y/N) try to apologize through tears but was interrupted by the obvious vomiting "Don't apologize, my dear, just focus on getting better. I'll handle the rest." 

After a few minutes, Luka sat (Y/N) on the bathroom counter and brushed their teeth for them, (Y/N) was too busy crying and trying to stop. Luka signaled for them to use the mouthwash, which (Y/N) did before spitting it out in the sink and wrapping their arms around Luka after wiping their mouth with a towel. Luka let (Y/N) wrap their legs around his waist as he carried (Y/N) back to bed, resting his hands on the back of their legs for support. 

"You feel any better?" Luka cooed as (Y/N) buried their face in their pillows "I'll go clean up the bathroom, okay? I'll be right back." He left (Y/N), who pretty much passed out the second he was gone. (Y/N) woke up again to Luka on the couch working on band stuff, but he happily put the papers down and rushed to (Y/N)'s bed to check on them "You okay?" 

(Y/N) nodded, the medicine had kicked in while (Y/N) was asleep so the headache wasn't nearly as intolerable as it was. They signaled for cuddles which Luka happily gave, sitting (Y/N) on his lap and hugging them to their hearts content "You're doing so good, baby, you'll be better in no time." 

"Thank you for everything, Luka" (Y/N) whispered, trying not to get emotional "You didn't have to do all of this. You're my hero," (Y/N) said, hugging him higher as they whimpered "You're my hero. A Viperion just for me to have. All mine, you're too good to me." 

"(Y/N), If anything you're too good for me," he said, blushing as he tried to ignore the Viperion comment "Just rest, my love. Let me handle everything else. 

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(A/N: Okay this was a longer chapter than usual, and incredibly self-indulgent as I am also sick. I wanted to get something out since I can't sleep as it's all I've done for the past 24 hours so here I am, at 5:20 am writing this having started an hour ago. I promise we will get more actual plot as soon as my brain can handle it. I hope you enjoyed it! I'm proud of you guys, make sure you take care of yourselves.)