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Stubborn Sickness.
(This is the chapter 2 of this post)
“I don't wanna, m’ fine!” You tell Faust, sniffling up snot clogging your nose. Faust with his incredible doctor abilities, knows that winter sickness has gotten you thoroughly. He offers you some tea, but you refuse it with your raspy voice.
“Please, Y/N. You're awfully sick, and you need plenty of warm liquids, medicine, and rest!” Faust says stubbornly, not giving up on making you better. He's a doctor and keen on helping people, so of course he's not giving up on someone as close to him as you.
“I don't need rest, I'll get better on my own.” You tell him, crossing your arms over the blanket. Faust frowns, somehow conveyed by the eyehole on his paper bag.
“Since you're so stubborn, I'll have to make sure you get your medicine. You have a high fever, and I'm not letting you stay this way.” Faust says with conviction, almost making you nervous. He reluctantly leaves, looking back at you before closing the bedroom door.
Time for a plan!
As you feel the tired sickness lull you to sleep, something feels somewhat off. As you sleep, a group of Mini-Fausts sneaks under the bedroom door. Somehow, they manage to open the door by making a tower, making sure to be quiet besides a few squeaks. They sneak in a bowl of soup and tea, carrying it up to the table next to the side of the bed where you're sleeping.
“Wuh… Faust?” You say as you wake up slowly, your vision blurred slightly. You see a line of Mini-Fausts carrying a spoon to your mouth. Without thought, you open your mouth, but quickly shut it as the spoon touches your lips.
“Wha… wha is that?” You ask, seeing the Mini-Fausts shake the spoon slightly. You smell chicken noodle soup and sigh softly.
“So, this is his plan?” You look at the train of Mini-Fausts on your chest, impatiently bumping the spoon against your lips repeatedly.
“Alright, I'll bite.” You shrug, opening your mouth. The small Faustlets lower the spoon in your mouth, letting you eat the soup.
“Mmmm…” You say in bliss, the warm soup hitting your sore throat. You can obviously taste the medicine aftertaste, but somehow Faust made it work well with the soup's taste.
You try to grab the spoon from the smaller Fausts, but they hold on with great strength, not letting you feed yourself. They continue to feed you, seeming happy every time you eat a spoonful.
After you finish the soup, the group takes the bowl from the table next to you, marching off. Just as you think it's over and you're ready for Faust to come in and scold you for refusing help, the marching Fausts come back.
“Is there more?” You ask, your voice much less raspy. They climb up the table scarily fast, starting to bring you spoonfuls of the tea.
“O-oh… I see.” You say, mentally smacking yourself in the head for not noticing the cup before.
As the Mini-Fausts slowly but steadily feed you the tea, you can feel the snot in your nose clear up a little. The tea is fairly sweet and lemony, making your throat also feel better. After the tea is finished, a Small Faust climbs the side of the pillow you rest your head on, patting your forehead and squeaking in a somewhat happy manner.
The warm feeling in your gut lulls you into a better sleep, letting you rest. Instead of sleeping with a stinging feeling in your eyes and nose, it all seems suppressed.
“I told you it would make you feel better. Y/N.” Faust says quietly, resting a hand on your shoulder as you sleep. Now that you're sleeping more peacefully, Faust can rest himself.
No, it doesn't matter that it's 2 am!
Soon enough, you get better, and you decide that you should let Faust do his magic when he knows you're sick.
Yeah, that's for the best.
New chapter! Sick!Reader this time.
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Doctors orders
Faust/Dr.Baldhead x Fem!Reader
Faust gets comfy with you.
(This is Xrd Faust Btw.)
Movie night is going well for you and Faust, talking and relaxing with one another. Even when in a calm and relaxing environment, something seems a little off with the tall Doctor. You look up at him, noticing how he hasn't really been watching the movie, but you instead. “Is something wrong?” You ask, seeing Faust look away with something akin to nervousness in his eyes.
“No, not at all! What makes you think that?” Faust responds, nervousness hidden in the corners of his voice. You chuckle softly, resting the back of your head on his chest while you look up at him.
“You seem a little nervous so I thought I might ask.” You respond, seeing a little blush on Faust's cheeks(?) You can't really tell. “Oh no no no! I'm not nervous at all, it's just… just a little hot in here!” Faust says with more nervousness and fluster in his voice, tipping off the fact that he doesn't want to screw up this (technically) date with you.
You smile, looking down at his hands, noticing his twiddling thumbs. You take his hands in yours, giggling once you notice how big his hands are compared to yours. Faust is clearly taken off guard by this gesture, his eyes trying to look anywhere but where you are in his lap.
You look up at him, seeing his clear nervousness. you shift your body, trying to make it more comfortable for Faust. “If you need a moment, I can get up.” You say softly, making Faust internally panic. Even though it's tough getting out emotions, he knows that something about you can't be ignored.
“I'd rather you stay here.” Faust replies, wrapping his arms around your waist. He creates a rope around you with his long arms, ensuring that you can't leave. After watching the movie for a while you can't deny the lull of sleep that compels you. You end up dozing off in Faust's arms, going slightly limp.
“Oh? It seems she's fallen asleep.” Faust says softly, tilting your head up to get a better look at your sleeping face. He smiles under the bag, picking you up in his arms. Your weight is almost feather light to Faust, who happily takes you to a room for you to sleep in.
Faust sets you into a soft bed, making sure that you are completely comfortable. He towers over you, his eyes studying how you sleep for a few minutes. “Sleep well, Y/N.” Faust says quietly, leaving you to sleep.
Hmm?
A few hours into your nap, Mini-Faust waddles onto the bed. It looks at you, turning its head curiously. It squeaks with intrigue, one of its hands lightly touching your face. It sits in front of you, still touching your face. It continues to look up at you, studying you. Faust decides to check up on you, surprised to see a Mini-Faust with you.
“You shouldn't be in here, little one. You should let her sleep.” Faust says quietly as he scoops up the Mini-Faust in his hands and puts it in his pockets. He looks down at you, happy to see you content and relaxing. Faust gulps nervously, deciding to do something drastic. He pushes the paper bag up, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“I love you, Y/N.” Faust admits quietly, leaving to not disturb you further. The next day, you couldn't help but wake up feeling more refreshed and awake than ever.