gaara-no-1-fan-club

[Gaara x reader] Modern!AU                           His clothes were drenched in cold sweat as it prickled his skin, rolling along the sides of his faces and down his neck. A cough worked its way through his dry, parted lips and was followed by a shaky breath that his lungs refused to let in completely; it was like needles stabbing the flesh, making him feel as if he were bleeding inside. There were not many the times when Gaara got sick. However, today was one of those exceptions; he had gone to bed with a killing headache, hoping for it to be gone by morning, only to wake up feeling ten times worse. Now, pain spread across his temples