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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Thrawn Series - Timothy Zahn (2017), Star Wars: Rebels Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Reader, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo & Reader Characters: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Reader Additional Tags: Thrawn can't cook, Marriage Proposal, surprise proposal, ciNNAMON BUNS, no y/n Series: Part 2 of Thrawn can't cook Summary:

You two make some cinnamon buns and a few surprises happen as well.

I have a few ideas I will make another poll for that.

Sick Grand Admiral Thrawn X Personal Medic Reader

(note that anything that is italicized is Sy Bisti.)

You are working on some medical reports as you are one of the higher-ranking medics onboard the Chimaera. Suddenly you get a notification on your datapad ordering you to your boyfriend Grand Admiral Thrawn’s quarters. Frowning slightly you get up and make your way over to his quarters.

Walking to his office you see Governor Pryce standing outside his office door. “There you are (Y/N)! What took you so long?” She asks sort of rudely. Looking at her calmly you sigh heavily.

“I was busy filling out medical reports, what’s the situation?” You ask calmly and she looks at you and turns to the door.

“I don’t understand a word he’s saying, none of us can!” She complains annoyed and forces you inside the room. You nearly fall over by the rough shove. You huff annoyed by The shove and walk towards Thrawn.

“Hello, Grand Admiral Thrawn,” You greet with a small smile trying to give the illusion that you two aren’t a couple. You have a gut feeling he’s quite sick. Which is why he’s not speaking Basic.

Thrawn seems to be attempting to work on some data, but he’s struggling. He looks at you and gives a feeble and tired smile. “Hello, (Y/N),” He greets in Sy Bisti. You walk up to him and place a hand on his forehead.

“You’re running a really bad fever,” You say honestly and Thrawn frowns slightly in mild confusion. You repeat yourself in Sy Bisti.

“I’m not that sick, I’m just a little under the weather, Ch’ eo Vir” Thrawn tries to deny his ailment but you shake your head. You know he’s sick just by the fact he’s not even trying to speak in Basic.

“You are going to bed this is not up for debate as your personal medic, I’m ordering you to bed… Now!” You order firmly using your role as Thrawn’s personal medic to your advantage.

Thrawn sighs heavily and gets up a little wobbly on his feet. You quickly walk over and help him into his quarters which are just in the adjoining room. He leans on you heavily and luckily you both work out together and help each other get stronger.

You work on getting him out of his uniform and changed into some pyjamas. Once he’s in the pyjamas you work on getting him some medicine. “Will I need to take all of it?” he asks slightly childishly.

“If you want to get better and track down those nasty rebels you’ll need to take all your meds,” you say firmly and he pouts slightly. Which gets you to smile and pet his head slightly as he leans into your touch. Probably because feel cooler than him right now.

You start humming a lullaby from your homeworld in hopes of helping him sleep. He puts his head on your lap. “Your lap is so comfy,” he says tiredly and you smile at him.

“Love, I need to get your medication, so you can get better,” You tell him honestly and he pouts slightly not wanting to leave your lap. “When I get back with the medication you can sleep on my lap, does that work for you?” You ask and he nods his head tiredly.

He sighs as it’s clear that he is quite comfortable on your lap. “Be quick,” he orders and you nod your head and stand up from his bed and leave his quarters. Before you leave his office you put a note that Thrawn is sick and will be off-duty for a while.

Exiting Thrawn’s office you see Governor Pryce waiting for you. “Well, (Y/N) what is the problem with Thrawn? Why isn’t he speaking Basic?” She asks sounding slightly worried. It’s the first time you’ve heard her sound worried.

“He’s sick, I’m going to be treating him, but first I need to get him some medication from the infirmary,” You tell her honestly, Pryce frowns and looks at you with a bit of curiosity. Sighing heavily you look at her calmly. “Governor Pryce, He is a different species and has different needs than humans, his room is tailored to his needs and comforts and I am not going to alter the temperature of the infirmary for one patient,” You state firmly and she nods her head in understanding.

“I see, well make sure he gets better quickly,” She orders rudely and you nod your head. Walking quickly to the infirmary you collect some medication for Thrawn and your datapad knowing that you aren’t going to be able to leave his quarters once you get back.

As you swiftly make your way back to Thrawn’s quarters you see Agent Kallus walking towards you. “Medic (Y/N),” He greets you formally. You nod your head in greeting and he stops you. “Do you know when Thrawn will be back on his feet?” Kallus asks sounding slightly suspicious.

“I estimate that he may be down for about a week or so,” You inform him honestly and he nods his head. “Why do you need to know this?” You ask and he shrugs his shoulder.

“I’m just worried is all,” Kallus says but you feel like that might be a lie but you didn’t have time to speculate. You need to get back to your boyfriend and take care of him. He leaves and you continue on your way to Thrawn’s quarters.

Entering Thrawn’s quarters you see him sleeping sitting up with a blanket wrapped around him. You smile seeing him like this.

Walking over you gently shake him awake. “Love, I got your medicine,” You say softly so as not to scare him awake. He gently opens his eyes and pulls you into the blanket with him. “Love, take your medicine, then you can sleep in my lap,” you order, he groans slightly but complies.

Letting you go you take some medicine from your medic bag and hand it to him with some water. He takes the medicine and scowls at the taste of the liquid medicine. “Now can I sleep in your lap?” He asks sort of sheepishly and you nod your head.

You sit on his bed near the headrest and he lays on your lap, gently you begin petting his head and singing a lullaby from your homeworld. He yawns as he listens to you sing and soon falls asleep in your lap. 

Thrawn sleeping peacefully is quite a sight and you know that you are very lucky to be the one he feels comfortable enough to leave himself vulnerable and exposed. You know this trust is not easily earned. And you feel very special to be that one person he trusts the most.

Leaning back against the headrest you yawn feeling tired and soon you doze off to sleep. Knowing that you are both safe and that you both take care of each other.