Background:

Not knowing how to care for someone who is sick because your maids usually do that for you; you decide to call up Marinette and her boyfriend, Luka for help.

Usually, the maids would help with this, but unfortunately, both yours and Adrien's are on vacation for the next few days.

Your parents and his dad on the other hand, have flown to New York in order to make an appearance at a very important fashion show.

Thus meaning, you pretty much have the house to yourselves, well, besides the security outside. So when your  overdramatic boyfriend, Adrien, catches a small cold, let's just say that this doesn't make your non-experienced self feel any better.

Good thing Marinette and Luka are here to keep you reassured in the best way possible...

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Y/n's POV:

"Y/n...I don't think...I'm going to make it..." Adrien groans dramatically as he lays in huge bed. Me, Mari, and Luka came into the room...some quicker the others.

I rush over to the side of his bed, looking at Adrien worriedly. "Are you all right, Adrien?"

"That's going a overboard for a cold" Luka mumbles, which earns him a glare from Marinette.

"Don't worry Y/n, Adrien is just fine, he only has a slight cold. Nobody can die from that, right Luka?" Marinette asks Luka for backup, making sure to give him the look of: "don't you even think about making it worse, just nod your head and agree with me or no kisses for the rest of the day"

Luka chuckles then nods. "Just like the last 30 times we have came to check up on him in the past hour, he is still doing just fine. He just needs to take his medicine, eat, and rest-"

"Ughhhh....hold..." Adrien cuts off Luka weakly.

"Hold?" I question.

"...Hold me..." Adrien replies while closing his eyes.

That's when it dawns on me: if Adrien isn't that sick, then he's acting this overdramatic to get sort my affection or attention.

I look down for a moment, then step back from Adrien's bed. I chuckle, then look up, smiling wide as I peer at Adrien's disheveled figure.

"Go ahead, Luka. Adrien is asking for you to hold him" I say, still smiling brightly.

"What!?" Luka shrieks, making Mari start roaring with laughter. I soon follow suit, once I see Adrien disorganized figure shoot right up from bed.

"What!? No, I meant you, Y/n!" Adrien yelped as Luka flashes him an exasperated look.

"Looks like we have nothing to worry about. Now I'll be in the living room, pretending like none of that happened" Luka responds as he quickly leaves the room. Mari's now soft giggles, soon following.

I control my laughter for the most part, then give Adrien a small smile as I turn to leave. "I'll check up on you in a little. Get some rest, Adrien."

"...W-Wait..." Adrien lays back in his bed, putting a hand on his forehead, and letting out a pitiful groan.

I sigh, then turn around and approach Adrien's bed once again. I stroke his soft blonde locks. "This should be enough"

The hand that was stroking his hair, moved down to his cheek. As I held Adrien's face, his forest green eyes stare into my own e/c ones.

I lean down, and gently plant a kiss on Adrien's cheek. When I pulled away and begin to walk out of the humongous room.

As I walked to the door, I peer back and noticed his shocked expression, soon turned into a bashfully satisfied expression.

"That's more then I could ask for..." I hear Adrien softly whisper, as he gets comfortable in his bed and begins to settle down into a nap.

I smile, look back at him one last time, then close the door quietly so as to not disturb him.

'Looks like kisses heal more than any medicine ever will, in his case anyway.'

I though as I walked down the hallway, and into the room where Mari and Luka were already cuddled up, watching a movie on the big screened tv.

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