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You felt like the devil itself was personally hammering down your brain every few seconds with how bad your head was hurting at the moment. You felt like puking, crying, screaming at the top of your lungs and wanting to scoop your eyeballs out to be rid of the pain. All at once. Migraines weren't a new concept to you, far from it actually. But no matter how familiar you were with them nothing prepared you for the utmost pain of having one. Everytime your head throbbed you felt like the world was shaking, pressing on your eyes made the pain better slightly but at this point you were scared you might accidentally scoop out your eyeballs or something. So you laid defeated on the bed. You knew it was coming since this morning when you felt that light headache, and after you returned from patrol you surrendered yourself to the bed where you were laying for the past 1..? 2 hours..? you didn't know since looking at a phone screen might actually blow your brain to pieces right now. Even thinking hurt your head... 'fuck migraines' you thought, but your plea was met with another throb.
At another part of your brain you were wondering where your loving boyfriend was, but you knew he was at an auction, one you couldn't attend because of the patrols you had to do around the city. After what felt like torture, you heard the front door opening and closing, and a humming filled the house. Normally you would start crashing out at the slightest sound, but the sound of your Rafayel singing made you relax into the matress you were laying haphazardly on. You didn't even notice him coming in the bedroom before the light turned on. And you almost squirmed like a vampire seeing sunlight, scrunching your face until warm hand touched your forehead. You sighed, ignoring the way it sounded more like a whine, his warm hand was doing wonders to your headache, so you could care less about what sounds you made at the moment. You felt a chuckle on top of you before he pressed his hand more firmly against your forehead, making you humm again.
"No fever.. Cutie? earth to cutiee.. are you in a coma? i thought you were sick or something.." rafayel murmured, you replied with a dragged whine, opening a single eye to look at him. Immediately wincing at the light shining right into your poor eyeballs. "Rafayel....." rafayel raised one eyebrow, and you felt like he was waiting for you to say something, so you sighed before contuining. "Welcome back, Im okay.. just migraines. Feels like shit.. and i think i'll lay here until i die...." at your dramatic tone, he snorts before brushing your hair away, and walking away much to your displeasure to turn the light back off again. "you wont die just from a migraine cutie, just saying. Did you take the painkillers your doctor assigned?" you cranked one eye open again just to see him in the afternoon glow, shaking your head. "Those painkillers don't even work most of the time, and my trust in doctors are dead, plus i collapsed on the bed as soon as i came home.." To that, rafayel shot you a glare for ignoring your doctors words, already walking to the bedside table to get water, and your painkillers from the side. "How would you know if you never tried cutie? and i think your doctor is a good man, he gave me a lot off advises to deal with your migraine."
You huffed, finding it both annnoying and endearing that he cared so much about your migraines. Figuring you weren't gonna move at all, he slipped his arm under your shoulders to make you sit straight. "Open your mouth, take the painkiller." His no-nonsense tone made you a bit irritated, but you obeyed anyway. Letting him put the medicine on your tongue and drinking the water from his hand. "The last time we went for checkup your doctor mentioned baths.. would you like me to draw you a bath, sweetheart?" You opened both eyes, looking at him, and suddeny feeling guilty. ever since you came home from work a few hours ago youve been laying in bed like a ragdoll, but he was helping you immedietly even though he arrived a few minutes ago. "Raf, you dont need to do all that, im sure it'l be fine if i just fall asleep.." that earned you a glare. "Hey, im doing this beacuse i want to help you, i cant even handle a headache, i cant even imagine how bad a migraine must be, plus the bath is supposed to make you sleep anyways, its a faster and more relaxing method that im willing to do for you because i love you so you shut up and i will go prepare the tub. Got it?" you pressed your lips together, wondering how this man was willing to go out of his way everytime, just for you. You nodded slowly, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before getting up from beside you. (honestly, a few dozen kisses were also enough to satiate your headache, but a bath sounded not so bad after all.)