R5 Preferences!

You Get Sick

Ross: He rests his palm on your forehead, lingering there for a few seconds. You hear him huff, as his hand traces down to your neck. “You’re sick,” he murmurs, sighing deeply. “I’ll go get you some medicine, be right back,” he says, jumping from the bed. In a few minutes, you hear loud footsteps thundering upstairs. “I’m confused on the whole medicine thing, so I just brought all of it up,” he admits, holding out with box. 

Riker: “What’s wrong?” he whispers, eyebrows knit in worry. “I don’t feel very good,” you say, putting your hand up to your mouth. A wave of nausea hits you, and you scramble toward the bathroom. He rushes after you, instantly holding your hair back for you. He lets you clean up, and he brings back blankets and pillows to camp out on the bathroom floor.  

Rocky: “Somebody has the sniffles,” he teases, a playful smirk on his lips. You roll your eyes and wipe your nose again. “Shut up,” you say, sniffling again. “I’m sorry, what can I do to make you feel better?” he smiles, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “Make this go away,” you reply, pointing to your nose. “I can’t do that, but I can cuddle you? Does that make you feel better?”

Ratliff: “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he says with a concentrated look on his face. You nod, and whimper on your spot on the bed. He pours the medicine in a little measuring cup, and holds it to your mouth. “Drink,” he orders. You shake your head, fighting it. “I don’t think so,” you argue. “Look, it’ll make everything all better okay? The faster you’ll be to having fun with me again,” he smiles, knowing that did the trick. 

Ryland: “Does my baby feel bad?” he asks sympathetically, looking into your eyes. You nod your head barely, and he hated to see you that sick. “What should I do?” he asks worriedly. “Nothing, I don’t want you to get sick,” you respond. “Too bad, now tell me what I should do,” he orders. You sigh, but you know he’s not going to leave you at a time like this. “Medicine would help,” you admit. And with that, he kisses your forehead and is gone in a split second.