Title: Taking Care of You

Character(s): Mai, Ty Lee

Pairing(s): very slight Mai/Ty Lee

Rating: K+

Genre: Friendship/General

Word Count: 448

Prompt: loving

Summary: Ty Lee isn't feeling well.

Ty Lee sneezed and pulled the blankets around her tighter, shivering and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. Her long hair was loose from its braid and plastered to her face; the silk sheets stuck to her body.

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to clear her mind: it was so hot. She rolled over onto her other side and reached over the side of the bed. Where was the bucket…? She looked up when she heard the door swing open. Mai kicked the door closed with her foot and approached the bed, carrying a silver tray laden with soup and tea, and set it on the stand beside the bed; it clanked as it was set down sending a stab of pain through Ty Lee's head.

"How are you feeling?"

Mai's tone was as bored as usual (though Ty Lee thought she could detect a hint of concern in it), but it was quiet and for that she was grateful.

"Not good," she said. She closed her eyes and sighed softly. "Did you bring any medicine?" She heard Mai move, the splash and dripping of water, and a cool, wet cloth was placed on her forehead. She felt Mai's hand holding it in place and hummed in appreciation.

"Thank you." Ty Lee cracked opened her eyes and smiled.

"You'll feel better soon," Mai said. "Here, sit up." Ty Lee groaned and tried to bury herself in the sheets, but Mai grabbed her and pulled her up to rest against the backboard. Mai grabbed the bowl of soup and passed it to Ty Lee. "Eat this, and then you can have your medicine. No arguing."

Ty Lee frowned, her protests cut off before they had even begun. She ate the soup in silence while Mai ate her own lunch, and once she finished, Mai took the bowl, set it aside and handed her the medicine.

"Do you really think I'll get better soon?"

Mai took the empty medicine cup from Ty Lee and set it back on the tray. "Of course. It's just an illness that's been going around. Almost everyone else has had it, and it only lasts a few days."

"A few days?" Ty Lee groaned and lay down again and pulled the blankets over her head. "I'm going to die."

To Ty Lee's surprise, Mai chuckled. "No, you're not." She tugged the sheets from Ty Lee's hands and lifted them away from her face. "I'll take care of you." She kissed Ty Lee's forehead, wiped it once more with the damp cloth and rubbed her back gently.

Ty Lee smiled and drifted off toward sleep: she felt better already.