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romanestuffsposts · 1 year

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Hey loves! Your page is amazing!

Is it possible why you can do doctor stucky x reader? The reader is really sick ( flu or food poisoning) and they are super over bearing but in a loving way? ❤️❤️🥺🥺

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you so much ❤️

I hope you like how I turned it <3

- Enjoy 💜

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Warnings : Sick little reader, daddies take care of her, cuddles, snuggles, worries, kisses, medications

Pairing : Daddies!Stucky ; Sdaddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : ⤴️⤴️

A/N : This is the part 2, lovers <3

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Two days

It's been two days that you are low. That you don't leave your bed and that you feel worst every hours. Drinking water is hard because your throat hurt, sleeping is hard because there's every time a part of your body who hurt more than another.

Your eyes are close, it's the fiftieth time in the day that you try to drift off to sleep but without succeeding. You sleep with your daddies at night so they can have an eye on you the whole time and so they aren't too far away from you incase something happen

You groan as you squirm on the couch to try to find a better position to fall asleep.

Bucky is in the kitchen, looking at you with a frown, he is thinking. He's thinking about how he can help you, how something like this could've happen. They always make sure you go out with more clothes than what you need. They always make sure that the house is warm enough for you. They always make sure to protect you from any kind of microbe so how ? How something like this happened ?

Steve walks down the staires and the first thing he sees is Bucky. He approaches him and follows his gaze to understand what he has. His gaze fall on a sleepy baby on the couch who is struggling to fall asleep,

"she isn't getting better, is she ?" he sighs resting his back against the counter of the kitchen. Bucky shakes his head and looks down at the counter. He closes his eyes and takes deep breathe. He easily get quickly worry when it's with you so seeing you like this is torture to him

Steve hates it too but, he tries to not see the worst in every situations. He always tries to see the better and not letting his dark thought getting him.

"I don't know what to do" Bucky whispers "What if she doesn't get better ? What if it's something serious and we just don't see it ?"

Of course he had to get it out at one point. Bucky was on the verge of screaming that he was so scared. He had to tell his worries and to share them. Maybe for having some reassurance from his husband or maybe to turn on a light that is still out in his lover's head

"You need to let the time at the medecin to work. It's not because she took a pill 30 minutes ago that she's ready to run a marathon. She's weaker than usual so it might take more time. She'll get better in a few days, trust me" Steve says looking at his husband before turning around to look back at you "we'll make sure she get better"

Bucky swallows and nods, he walks around Steve and makes his way toward you. He kneels beside your head and caresses his hand on the side of your head, his eyes are full of concern and of questions about how he can throw that pain away. You whine and open your eyes, even if your eyes are heavy you succeed by opening them. You peer up at him with tiny eyes "Hi, beautiful" he quietly says

"hii daddy" you whisper with a shaky voice. Your Daddy pulls the blanket up to your neck and looks back at your eyes. Your eyes...

He quickly stands up "Steve!" he pulls the blanket off of you and lifts you in his arms. Steve comes running in the living room "what ?"

Bucky grabs your coat and and your shoes "Get in the car, we go to the hospital" Your Daddy says in a hurry. You rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. Even if now you aren't feeling well at all, you feel calmer in the arms of your Daddy.

Steve grabs his shoes and the keys car "What ?" he frowns "Why ?" he runs behind Bucky and closes the door behind them. "Just trust me"

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"can you tell me your symptoms ?" the doctor asks as he examines you. You look up at your Daddies. Your Papa has his hands resting on your shoulder as Your daddy hold your hand. "She has vomiting, a lot of nausea, stomach cramps, fevers, headaches too." Your Daddy says caressing your hand "it's been two days, almost three. And the thing who made us come here is that I saw her eyes were glassy"

"You did well" The doctor nods before looking up at your Daddy "What did she eats before she gets sick ?" he goes on his desk and grabs a pen to write everything

"She ate chicken before we went to drop her off at her babysitter's, we had work" Steve explains. They watch the doctor writing down what he said "Do you know if she ate something when she was at her babysitter's ?" he asks looking up at you

"No, not that we know" Steve says and they both look down at you. You shake your head

"how long the meat was in the oven " he asks making your daddies frown "what ?" The doctor looks up at your daddies "how long the meat was in the oven ? Was it cooked enough ?"

"yeah, i set the timer for the right cooking time" Steve says. The doctor nods "maybe you can ask the babysitter if she gave her something to eat or drink" Bucky frowns "no wait," he looks up at Steve "I-We were in a hurry so I get the meat out of the oven earlier"

Steve frowns "what ?"

The doctor gets up "We'll make more tests to be sure but if i'm right, we'll have the answers quickly" Steve still looks at Bucky in a way he never did "what do you think it is ?" Bucky asks squeezing your hand

"food poisoning"

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"I'm sorry"

Steve looks at his left, Bucky has his head in his hands "i'm sorry" he repeats. Steve sighs and rests his back against his seat "I know you are but don't be sorry, Buck. It's not your fault" he says stroking his husband's back

Bucky looks up at Steve with tears in his eyes "Don't say it's not my fault. It is, I'm the responsable of what happened. Please don't say otherwise" he pleads. Steve nods "Alright Bucky. But i don't blame you. I could've done the same mistake. It happen, but she'll be fine"

Bucky sniffs and nods his head. He blames himself, so much more than what his husband can imagine. He didn't know that getting the meat out of the oven earlier could have caused all of this.

"when we'll take her back home, she'll be a whole lot better. The doctors will give her what she needs and then we'll go back home. All of this will just be a bad memory" Steve knows what he said is true. He has to be positive, one of them has to be

Bucky breathes through his nose and rests the back of his head against the wall behind him "she'll be fine, she'll be fine, she'll be fine" He murmurs to himself.

Bucky keeps thinking about that evening. He keeps torturing himself. Knowing that if he had waited a few more minutes instead of telling himself that they were going to be late you probably won't be here. What eats him the most is that they would never have been late, that night they arrived early

Steve stands up when the doctor walks back in the room where your daddies are waiting. Bucky opens his eyes from the sudden movement of his husband but is quickly on his feet when his eyes spot the doctor "How is she ?"

"She's better. We've had confirmation that it's food poisoning. We didn't have to do a stomach wash because the food she had swallowed was too old. We put her on a drip so she was rehydrated and had food in her stomach. I prefer to keep her until tomorrow so that she regains as much strength as possible" The doctor says

Bucky sighs in relieve and Steve grabs his hand to show him that he isn't alone. That someone else feel the same things he's feeling right now "Can we see her ?"

"You can stay the night with her" The doctor nods "I'll bring you to her" They both start to follow the doctor, Bucky hold Steve's hand tight in his. He never liked hospital, it brings back too many bad memories

Steve opens the door and enters in the cold hospital room "Hi, sweetness" he smiles. He pulls Bucky inside the room "Hi beautiful" Bucky smiles. His eyes are still full of concern and worries. Even if the doctor told him you were fine and will be, he can' help but worrying until he sees from himself that you are fine

"Hi" You smile shyly at the two men who walk to your bed. Your Papa grabs your hand and kisses it "how are you feeling ?" Bucky turns around the bed to stand on the other side. He caresses his hand down the side of your head "m seepy" You say, your eyes are still heavy but you can feel something is different

You don't know because you're too little to understand by yourself but the food who come through the drip is already helping you getting stronger. The power of just food can be big, and you get the effect of it

"It's normal, sweet. You'll feel sleepy until you feel better. It won't be long until you're back on your feet" Steve says smiling down at you.

"Home ?" you ask peering up at your Daddy. He looks down at you and removes the hair from your face "We'll stay here for the night but we'll go home tomorrow, baby" Your eyes start watering making your Daddy panicking "What's wrong, beautiful ? Are you hurt ? Do you need to go to the bathroom ?"

"Bucksie ?" Your lips are trembling as you think at your bestfriend alone at home. How can he sleeps one night without you ? How can you sleep one night without him ? Since you're with your Daddies, you didn't sleep one night or did one nap without him

"Aww baby, we're sorry, Bucksie isn't with us" Your Daddy says as he slides his fingers down your hair. You sniff and look at your Papa, hoping to have a better answer from him. He looks down at you and take a breath "sweetness, he watches over your stuffies. He makes sure that once you get back home tomorrow, everything is ready for you and all your stuffies are wise"

You pout "but wanna him" Your Daddy moves you and lies beside you in the bed. He wraps his arms around you "I know, little one but we're here, Papa and me. We can be your Bucksie for the night" he asks peering down at you. You look up at him to see him winking at you.

You sigh and nod. At least they're with you