Makoto xSick!Reader (Taking Care)

You groaned sluggishly as you pulled the blankets tighter around your body. "I feel like absolute shit." You grunted and sneezed.
Due to the rain and cold temperatures of your house, due to its horrible heating system, you had managed to catch a cold. It was a doozy too.
Sore muscles, headaches, sneezing, shivers, cold flashes, hot flashes, and there were cravings strangely enough.
Lazily dropping your hand onto the nightstand, you blindly searched around for your phone. You picked it up but hesitated to open it. You had considered calling your boyfriend. But your boyfriend was none other than Makoto Hanamiya.
Seeing you sick and suffering would probably make him laugh.
Or he could just tell you to suck it up and hang up if you did call him.
You couldn't decide which would be worse.
With a heavy sigh you flipped open your phone, deciding to give it a shot anyway. You dialed his number and held the device to your ear.
One ring
Two rings
Three rings...
"...what?" You heard his quiet grunt and couldn't help but smile.
"Hey," you quivered as a sudden chill went up your spine, "Do you have any plans after school?" You asked, hoping you didn't sound too clingy.
There was a pause as you heard a bell ring in the background and heard Makoto sigh in relief.
"Yeah, why?" He replied shortly.
"...oh." You sighed in disappointment, "Never mind then."
You could almost sense the frown on his face deepen.
"(Name)."
You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat, "Yeah?"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you want to know if I was busy? Did you need something?" He asked with a yawn.
You sighed, "I got sick, the rain and the cold apartment finally got to me." You admitted, "I caught a bad cold and...y'know...kinda wanted you here if you didn't mind." Your voice got smaller and smaller as you thought about just how childish and clingy you sounded.
"...(Name)."
"Y'know what," you blurted suddenly, "N-never mind! This was stupid! Sorry to bother you!"
"Wait! (Name)-!"
You hung up the phone feeling your cheeks burn with embarrassment. "I'm so stupid!" You groaned and pulled the covers over your head.

~*~ Time Skip ~*~

"(Name)! (Name) wake up."
You groaned as you were somewhat roughly shaken awake. With a minute of muffled whining into the pillows you lazily lolled your head upwards to glare at your intruder.
Your face flamed bright red at the sight of your boyfriend...without a shirt. "You got one of my jerseys lying around somewhere?" He asked.
You silently nodded, "On the dryer in the laundry room."
Makoto nodded and left the room, leaving you to panic just as to why he was here!
He returned a moment later with a freshly washed jersey and a small teacup. You had to fight down a smile. Seeing your boyfriend carrying one of the cutest damn teacups in your home just sent you into silent peals of glee.
"Drink this." He said quietly and handed you the teacup.
Saying a quiet thank you, you sipped the drink and savored the warmth it brought. "Thank you." You smiled gratefully.
Makoto shrugged indifferently but eventually sighed and put his palm against your forehead and waited. "Oi, you really are sick." Makoto mumbled and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah..." You quietly agreed and pulled the covers tighter over your body.
Awkward silence filled the air for a moment or two until Makoto cleared his throat.
"It's too cold in here," he coughed and picked you up bridal style blankets and all, "It's warmer in the living room."
You couldn't help but snuggle into the basketball player's warm chest as he carried you out into the living room where it was indeed a lot warmer.
He sat down on the couch with your head propped up on the pillow he set in his lap. You situated yourself comfortably on the cushions as he ran his fingers through your hair, something both of you silently enjoyed.
"(Name)?"
"Hm, yeah?"
"Just because taking care of people isn't my thing...that doesn't mean I'm not going to try for you." He confessed with an embarrassed grumble.
Sitting up you kissed your boyfriend of 3 months on the cheek. "Thank you Makoto." You smiled brightly.
Makoto returned the smile, but much more devilishly, "Of course (Name)," he purred, "Besides, I can't wait for the day where you get to return the favor. Lying in bed with my girlfriend taking care of my every need sounds absolutely perfect."
You rolled your eyes as he gave you a smirk and reached up to pap his cheek. "Well if I'm going to have to cater to your every need you might as well get up now and focus on making that egg salad sandwich I've been craving for the past fifteen minutes." You replied just as sweetly.
Makoto glared at you, but after a bit of silent begging your boyfriend did indeed get up and make you your sandwich.
While he would never admit it, he enjoying babying you. Even if it was only because the more he did it to you, the more you you did it to him.
But you didn't care, right now you were too focused on your stomach...and getting the piece of egg salad sandwich that Hanamiya was dangling just out of your reach into your mouth.