Gajeel XSick!Reader

Gajeel XSick!Reader.



“EAT IT!”

“NO!”

“DAMN IT (NAME)! JUST EAT ALREADY!”

“MAKE ME!”

“YOU THINK I WON’T!?” Gajeel cursed under his breath as he sat the bowl of stew on the table next to you.

“Why are you doing this?” You asked.

“Because you’re sick. Someone has to take care of you.” He grumbled in irritation.

“I can take care of myself, you don’t need to feed me, I’m not a baby.” You huffed.

“Well I’m the one who got you sick, so it’s my duty to take care of you now.” He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair.

“What? Is there a new law that states that the one who caused the sickness has to taker care o the sick?”

He made a ‘Tsk’ sound and looked away.

“Didn’t think so.” You said taking the bowl of soup and began to eat it. “Hey this is pretty good. Did Mira make this?” You asked with a mouth full of food.

“No. I did. AND DON’T TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!”

“You swallowed and looked at him confused. “You? Made this? Delicious stew?”

“Yes… what of it?”

“I didn’t think you could cook!”

“Well damn (Name) I’m just full of surprises ain’t I!?”

“Apparently so!” You shouted back at him and then continued to eat your stew.

“Sheesh. Stubborn brat.” He mumbled under his breath. Oh, but you heard.

BAM! “Take that jerk!” You threw the rest o your stew at him, the bowl landing on his head like a hat and stew all over his head, hair, and face.

“WHAT THE HELL!? WHAT’D YOU DO THAT FOR!?”

“That’s what you get for calling me a stubborn brat! Jerk!” You shouted and began to cough uncontrollably.

“Calm down.” He said standing up and leaving the room. “I’ll be right back.”

He went to your kitchen and got you a glass of water and a towel for himself. He took off his stew stained shirt and tried to get as much as he could out of his hair. Your coughing never let up so he rushed back in with your water placing it at your lips where you took it immediately to drink. A few small coughs later you were back to normal.

Well sort of.

Gajeel stood over you with a worried expression, and shirt less. Your cheeks heated up at the sight, and you eyes scanned his bare chest until you met his own eyes. “You alright?” He asked.

You nodded. “Y-Yeah.. thank you…”

“You gettin’ a fever now?” He asked placing the back of his hand on your head to feel the temp. “Hmm.. I don’t think you are.” He said sitting back a bit. “All the coughing must have just made you red.”

“R-Right… the coughing…”

“Do you want any more stew?”

“Y-Yes please…”

“Are you going to throw it at me?”

“N-No… I promise.”

“Alright then.” He said going back into the kitchen and filling a clean bowl of his stew. He brought it back and handed it to you. “Mind if I use your bath to clean this stew out of my hair?”

“No.. go ahead. And thank you, and sorry.” You said blowing on the stew a bit to cool it off.

He roughed up your hair as he walked away. “Just hurry up and get better.”

You finished the bowl and felt tired after that. A full belly had gotten you to this point and you started to drift.

Gajeel went into your bathroom and started up some hot water. He looked around at your litter bathroom with all your soaps and lotions and whatnot. He shook his head and wet his hair getting the stew chunks out. He picked up the shampoo figuring he might as well and looked at it. “Ooo.. coconut.” He chuckled and squirted a crap ton into his hand, remember, he has a lot of hair. He washed it all up and rinsed. He wrapped his hair up in a towel and turned of the water.

Walking out of the bathroom he made a discovery. You sleeping soundly in your bed. “’Bout damn time.” He whispered. He sat in the chair by your bed and watched you for a moment. “Still a stubborn brat.”

You rolled over to face away from him. “Jerk..” You mumble in your sleep.

He couldn’t believe it! He tried to stay quiet as he narrowed his eyes at you, eyeing you suspiciously. “Right… well I’m leaving now..” he said to see if you would so anything. Nothing. He grumbled and leaned back in his chair.

And he fell asleep.

A while later you sat up, your throat was dry and you went straight to your water, pausing at the sight before you. Gajeel, passed out in the chair, with his hair still wrapped up in the towel. You began laughing and then coughing uncontrollably waking him up.

“He got you the water right away ad once you calmed down he sat back in the chair. “Don’t scare me like that.”

You giggled a bit. “Sorry, but I couldn’t help but to laugh at your lovely head piece.”

“What!?” He shouted ripping the towel off his head. His hair was sticking up all over the place. You laughed more at him and he grumbled. “I have a lot of hair you know. It take forever to dry!”

“I know that! But I still gotta laugh! Guys usually don’t wrap their hair up!”

“Well I do!”

“Good!”

“Good!”

The two of you sat there in silence for a moment…

“Feeling any better?”

“A little.” You smiled.

“Good, I’ll make you something for dinner then.” He said getting up.

“Gajeel.” You said making him stop and look back at you. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I can have Lucy or someone bring me food from the guild hall.”

“No big deal. I want to do this.” He said leaving before you could respond to what he said.

“Want to? Want to take care of me?” You smiled like an idiot to yourself.

He came back in shortly with a grim look on his face. “Umm I may or may not have eaten most of your pots and pans. So I will get you something from the guild hall ok bye!” He said quickly and dashing out the door.

“YOU DID WHAT!?!”