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Sick in Bed

A Caitvi sickfic

Word count: 2.2k

cw: all fluff

an: Howdy y’all, sorry for my absence, school decided to immediately kick my ass as soon as I returned. Nonetheless, I give you caitvi sickfic as promised a month ago. I’m also working on a Vi nightmare fic, and that should hopefully be out by the end of the month. The List is also on temporary hold, but hopefully by March I should have the next chapter out. Sorry for the delay. Hope you enjoy!

The early morning reys woke Caitlyn from sleep. She blinked blearily, rubbed the sand out of her eyes, and sat up. Vi was still asleep next to her, curled up under the blankets in a way where the sun could not disturb her. Cait admired her for a moment, as was her routine when she woke up before her. Her eye traced the soft curve of her cheek, the spattering of her freckles, the sharpness of her scars. But asleep, the sharpness of Vi seemed to smooth, like no problem in the world could touch her. Every problem would have to go through Caitlyn, first.

She leaned down and gave Vi a gentle kiss on the forehead, then slipped out of bed to go get ready. Cait had an early meeting this morning to discuss the future of the enforcers, how funds should be allocated, and new training initiatives. She hoped the meeting would be productive, a step in the right direction, a new beginning. Quickly she got dressed, then slipped her way out of the manor, grabbing a portable breakfast on the way out.

The meeting lasted hours, but the time flew, and by the end of it, Cait was feeling proud, hopeful, and incredibly tired. She made her way back to the Kiramman estate, excited to share all that was discussed with Vi. So, as soon as she got home, she headed straight towards the library, sure to find Vi there, but found it empty, the fireplace not even lit. Caitlyn found this strange; usually Vi was in there this time of day. Not dwelling on it, though, she altered course, making her way towards the kitchen. But again she came up empty.

“Vi,” she called out, continuing to pop her head into other rooms in search of her girlfriend. “Violet, where are you?” No response. In fact, the house was dead silent. So, she took to the stairs, aiming straight for the bedroom in hopes of finding clues that led to the whereabouts of Vi.

But when Caitlyn cracked the door to the bedroom open, she was met with a very similar sight from when she left. Nothing was out of place save Cait’s robe on the floor near the closet from when she got dressed. Not even the desk chair had been nudged an inch. The only difference was that Vi was awake, albeit still curled up in bed. Concern twisted her gut. Vi rarely if ever stayed in bed this late, and when she did she was usually on the brink of death. In a flash, Caitlyn was crossing the room, making her way towards Vi’s side of the bed. Vi, although still buried under the covers, had propped herself up with pillows, her head resting lightly on the cushioned headboard. She was sniffling slightly, and rather pale, with a thin sheen of sweat, and when Cait raised her hand to feel her, Vi broke into a deep, throaty cough that sounded like it hurt.

“Oh, my love, you're sick,” Caitlyn said, pulling her hand away from Vi’s burning forehead.

“It’s nothing, just a small cough,” Vi brushed off, but even talking seemed like it physically drained her energy.

“You’re burning up, darling. How long have you felt like this?” she asked gently.

“Since I woke up,” Vi responded. She closed her eyes and leaned back fully into the pillows, but was interrupted by another violent cough. Cait placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to steady her through her coughing, but it didn’t help much.

Caitlyn surveyed her very sick girlfriend, trying to come up with a plan. But the sharp edge of guilt met her first. If only she had noticed this morning. She could have postponed the meeting. Could have been taking care of Vi this entire time. Or she could have brought back some medicine. How had she not noticed? She struggled to push those thoughts aside and instead focused on what to do. Vi’s fever needed to go down, she needed water and food and medicine. And something for her throat. And probably her runny nose. Cait’s mind went a mile-a-minute with worry, but she focused on the first thing, Vi’s fever.

“Alright, darling, we need to break this fever you have, and I think a bath will help. Can you make it to the bath?” Vi grunted in response, which did little to ease Caitlyn’s worry. She straightened and headed for the bathroom, turning both bathtub handles to full. The water couldn’t be too hot, but it also couldn’t be too cold. Cait also added some eucalyptus oil and bath salts to the water in hopes it would help clear some of Vi’s congestion.

When Cait walked out of the bathroom and towards the bed, she saw Vi, eyes cracked open, watching her. “You're gonna make me get up?” Vi grumbled.

“Unfortunately that’s the only way to get you into the bath,” Cait responded. She leaned down, gave Vi a kiss on the forehead (a pre-apology), and ripped the bandaid off, or in Vi’s case, pulled the covers back. Vi let out a disdainful whine, but it was short-lived as Cait pulled her arm over her shoulder and dragged her from bed. This was much easier said than done, considering Vi was actually just pure muscle and was not helping in the slightest.

But eventually Caitlyn made it to the bathroom, a grumbling, achy, feverish Vi propped up against her. She leaned Vi against the sink, removed her arm from around her shoulders, and went to check the water temp. It was slightly too cold for Cait’s liking, so she turned the cold faucet off and left the hot one running. She then returned her attention to Vi, who was pathetically out of it, eyes closed, on the verge of falling back asleep.

“I’m going to take your clothes off now,” Cait said, voice low and laced with care.

“Kinky,” Vi mumbled back. Alight, so I guess she wasn’t that out of it.

Luckily, Vi was still in her pajamas, which meant Cait didn't have to struggle to take off too many articles of clothing. She started with Vi’s tank top first, which luckily was the one with the snaps, so all Cait had to do was unsnap it and pull it from Vi’s shoulders. She set it aside carefully, then leaned down, placed Vi’s hands on her shoulders, and gently grabbed Vi’s calf, prompting her to lift the limb so that Cait could take her sock off. She repeated the action with the other leg, then pulled Vi’s shorts and underwear down to around her ankles. She stood, helped Vi step out of them, and then helped guide her as she climbed in the bath.

The water was the perfect temp, not too hot and not too cold. The smell of Eucalyptus wafted through the air, and when Vi finally sat, submerged up to the chest, she let out a long sigh.

“I’m going to make tea and heat up some soup for you. I’ll be right back, alright darling?” Cait said, brushing a stray hair back behind Vi's ear as she said it. Vi just hummed in response, a noise much more positive than those of its predecessors.

With a parting kiss to Vi’s temple, Caitlyn slipped from the bathroom and made her way down to the kitchen, where she quickly prepared the tea. She went with peppermint and made sure there was a large serving of honey to go along with it. And thankfully there happened to be left over soup from the other night’s dinner, so she reheated that on the stove. She also filled a pitcher with ice water and grabbed a glass from the cabinet. Vi needed to stay hydrated.

She made quick work of all this, and was soon gathering it all on a tray. Carefully, Caitlyn made her way back up to the bedroom, placed the tray on the side table closest to Vi’s side of the bed, and returned to the bathroom, only to find Vi, head reclined against the tub, softly snoring.

Cait’s heart clenched. Vi really needed to rest, but the water had gone cold, and she needed to get out before she caught something else. With gentle hands, Cait ran soothing circles across Vi’s shoulders, whispering Vi, Vi, wake up darling, until eventually Vi’s eyes cracked open and she let out yet another groan.

“The bath’s gone cold,” Cait said as an apology. “And there is soup and tea waiting for you in the bedroom.” Cait guided Vi up from and out of the bath, an achievement that took effort, but less than that of getting Vi in the bath to begin with, so Cait took that as a sign that Vi was starting to feel slightly better. She towelled her off, making sure every inch of Vi’s skin was dry before helping her into a fresh set of pajamas, this time an old t-shirt and sleep shorts.

Once Vi was fully dressed, Cait led her out towards the bed, helping Vi sit right on the edge. She then pulled the small side table, the one that held the tray, closer, the wooden feet scraping slightly on the tile floor, to sit right in front of Vi. Vi took one look and actually turned her nose up at it, completely disinterested.

“I’m not hungry,” Vi grumbled, sniffling afterwards.

“You haven’t eaten all day. You need to get something down. How about some tea to start,” Cair prompted. “It's peppermint, one of your favorites…”

Vi’s nose came back down, surveyed the tea, and tuned up again. “What’s in it for me?” Vi asked, like this was some sort of a trade deal.

“Not starving, is what’s in it for you,” Cait replied, trying, and failing, to keep the slight edge out of her voice. She was tired, and really just wanted to cuddle Vi back to health, but they were human, and humans needed to eat. When Vi didn’t turn her head down, Cait continued, “Alright, I’ll make you a deal. You eat and drink everything in front of you right now and then once you’re feeling better I’ll let you do anything you want for a whole day.”

Vi perked up at this. “Anything I want?” Cait nodded. “Alright, fine,” she agreed. So Cait grabbed a spoonful of soup and brought it up to Vi’s lips, her opposite hand hovering below to prevent drippage. Vi looked up at Cait, a crease forming between her eyebrows, but opened her mouth, accepting the spoonful and swallowing it down. “I don’t need babything,” Vi grumbled as her girlfriends brought another spoonful up to her mouth.

“Well, what if I want to baby you?” Cait asked, lifting the spoon slightly to indicate that Vi should open her mouth.

She did, swallowing down another spoonful, and shrugged. “If you insist.”

They continued on like that, Cait bringing spoonfuls of soup up to Vi’s mouth, Vi swallowing it down, an intermission of tea and or water breaking the soup flow, until the tray was empty. By this time, the light streaming in through the windows was bathing the bedroom golden, indicating sunset was right around the corner. Cait moved the side table back to its original position, the legs scraping on the floor as she did so, and helped to move Vi’s achy form into bed.

But when Cait turned to move away, prepared to go get some quick work done before bedtime, Vi let out a squeaked, “Cuddles?” which had Cait melting from the inside out. She turned to look at Vi, whose eyes were full of sleepiness and a slight hint of pleading. Cait couldn’t say no, not even if she tried. And she really didn’t want to. There were some things left over from the meeting that needed to be finished, paperwork to be signed and files to organize, but Cait was tired, and she couldn't agree more to cuddles.

“Alright, but let me go change quickly. And then we can cuddle all night long,” se said, caressing Vi’s cheek and giving her a soft smile.

“Okay,” Vi grumbled, but there was no edge, and when Cait’s hand dropped away from her face, she leaned back into the pillows, making herself comfortable under the covers. But her eyes remained on Cait, watching as she moved to the closet, pulled out a fresh set of matching baby blue silk pajamas, slipped into them, then crossed the room back towards the bed to finally meet Vi under the covers. Vi didn’t wait, she nestled her head into the crook of Caitlyn’s shoulder while one of her hands found its way just under Cait’s silk tank top, the skin-to-skin helping her drift further into sleep.

“Do you feel a little better?” Cait whispered into her hair. Vi simply nodded, nuzzled in further, and closed her eyes, drifting off to the sound of her love’s heart beating steadily beneath her ear. Cait was slower to follow, considering it was still pretty light out, so she simply admired Vi, gently played in her hair, and enjoyed the steady breathing of her girlfriend, until eventually she followed Vi into sleep.

Thanks for reading! Also you can’t convince me vi doesn’t wear socks to sleep and I saw a video on what arcane character wear to sleep and cait’s was a light blue silk matching set and I said yes thank you I’ll use that.

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4 months ago

Everyone (including me) going crazy over the (un?)doomed yaoi, canon Yuri and doomed straights is cool and all but