Regret (Sakata Gintoki x Sick!Reader)

"I hate life." You murmured underneath your blankets. Your throat was hurting like hell, you had a headache, and your body continuously changed from hot to cold. "Tch, why is being sick a thing? What's the point of life if we have illnesses? What's my place in the universe?" You questioned yourself, looking at the ceiling.

"That idiotic samurai is probably still asleep even though it's 10am.. doesn't he care about his girlfriend? I'll kill him later.." The medicine you took began to work it's magic as you fell asleep once more.

After a couple hours, you heard someone in the kitchen. But.. who was it? You lived alone, so there couldn't be anyone in the..

Oh crap.

You forgot that last night you were fighting off some Harusame pirates in the rain. Fearing that they might be in your house, you grabbed your sword and headed downstairs, holding onto the railing so you won't fall.

You opened the door to the kitchen and pointed the blade to a wide-eyed samurai who had your apron.

"Oi, what's this?" He asked. "I decided to come take care of you and you're trying to kill me?" You sighed and sheathed your sword.

"Oh, it's just you, Gintoki." You fell down on the floor, and he crouched down and felt your forehead.

"Idiot, I thought it was just a normal cold, but you have a fever."

"Really?" You replied sarcastically. A frown made it's way onto Gintoki's face.

"What happened to you last night? Kagura and I were looking for you, but the old hag said you went somewhere." You looked away. "Oi, look me in the eyes." He grabbed your head so he could stare into your (e/c) eyes.

"I fought some Harusame Pirates last night." You confessed.

"In the rain?!" He sighed. "No wonder you're sick."

"They tried to kill me you know." You murmured. Gintoki's eyes softened.

"Yeah." He replied, picking you up bridal-style.

"What are you doing?!" You began blushing furiously.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm gonna take care of you." He said, grabbing your katana and heading upstairs to your room. He placed you on the bed and put your sword on the side. After pushing up the covers, he turned around. "Stay here." He then left the room, murmuring something.

You heard him reading the recipe book outloud to himself as he scratched his head trying to figure it out. Gintoki himself could cook, but it was rare that he did so. It was mostly Shinpachi who took care of it, and sometimes Kagura as well.

After about thirty minutes, he came upstairs with your meal. He placed it gently onto your lap, and you ate silently.

"I'm surprised that you didn't make it a four person serving like I did to you last time." You giggled. He looked away and ran a hand through his silver, wavy hair.

"I was pretty drunk that night, so I was grateful that you were there to help me..." You continued eating, and he noticed something you've been hiding.

A deep cut on your left arm. The bandages on it were slowly turning into a crimson color.

"This happened when I wasn't there to protect you, huh?" He asked, a bit of regret in his usually dead-fish like eyes.

"It wasn't your fault." You replied, pushing the tray away. "It's mine for not being on my guard." He grabbed the dishes and pushed them off to the side. He then laid down next to you.

"Don't be an idiot." He angrily said, flicking you on your forehead.

"Hey, I'm the sick one!" You replied, about to punch him. He caught your clenched fist in his large, but gentle hand.

"I'm still the guy in this relationship, ______" He began. "I'm obviously gonna feel responsible if my girlfriend gets hurt and I'm not there to protect her!" A large blush made it's way to your face.

"Gintoki.." You whispered. You couldn't bear looking into his sad looking eyes, so you pushed your face into his chest.

"I've lost too many in the war, you know. If I lose you then I don't know what I would do.." He replied, gently stroking your hair.

"I'm sorry. I should've stayed with you yesterday." You apologized, looking into his red eyes. He looked away, his silver hair covering his eyes. He then wrapped his arms tightly around you.

"Don't leave my side again." He whispered into your hair. You smiled and gave him a small nod.

Afterwards, he gave you your medicine and some water, which you gratefully took.

"Thanks." You smiled. "You should head back now, I don't want you to catch my cold."

"No way." He said, coming back into your bed once more. "What happens if they try to raid your place?" He looked deeply into your eyes and tucked some (h/c) locks behind your ear. "Get some sleep, I'm gonna stay here and protect you. Besides, Otae is at my place and I seriously don't wanna die by eating her cooking." You chuckled.

"It can't be that bad."

"Then try some when you get better."

"Your such an idiot."

"Says the one who caught the cold." You sighed and gave in to your defeat.

"I'll start another argument with you after I get some rest." He nodded, and you closed your eyes.

You then drifted off into a relaxing nap, and as you did so, you smiled as you felt his silver bangs tickling your forehead. What made you even more happy however, is how warm he felt when he embraced you when you slept.

I guess having a cold isn't too bad after all..