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Yeah her campaign had really rubbed me the wrong way I was rooting for her until she started saying Al Hashimi might be autistic too

If it was any of the men in the cast who were campaigning in this way, the fans would be lapping it up, because like EVERYTHING, it's the white men who get put on a pedestal, and the women of colour who have to fight to be heard in the industry. You might not think this comes down to a prejudiced thing, but it IS.

Baran was never late. She hated the idea of making people wait because of her.

She always preferred to be a minimum of 15 minutes early to everything, even dates. 

You knew she'd been having a rough few days at work so you cut her some slack, but when thirty minutes had gone by you knew something was wrong. 

You quickly paid the bill for the drinks you'd ordered and left the restaurant. 

Baran didn't pick up when you tried to call her which worried you even further. 

She had been the one to plan the date in celebration of you returning to dayshift. 

You'd both missed each other over the last two weeks and she wanted a date night even though it was after a shift. You thought a different day would be better, but you knew how hard it was to align your schedules. Neither of you wanted to wait.

You hadn't worked that morning and she insisted on driving herself so you didn't have to cross the city. 

You didn't mind the extra travel, but thought it better not to argue with Baran. She'd been on edge the last few days; you both had.

On the way to her apartment you stopped at one of your comfort restaurants and picked up food for the both of you. 

While you were sad you didn't have a date night, you assumed she'd fallen asleep after getting home and didn't have time to eat. 

As you walked into her house the first thing you noticed was all the lights still on. You furrowed your brows as you placed the food down on the counter and called her name. 

She didn't answer.

Your heart raced as you rushed up the stairs to her bedroom. You immediately relaxed when you saw her sprawled out on the bed.

You let out a soft giggle when you realized she was half dressed up and half in scrubs. 

The tissues that surrounded her confirmed your suspicions; she was sick.

You quietly moved around her to make her comfortable. 

You took off her scrubs and replaced them with her favorite fluffy sweatpants. You admired the top she was wearing before helping her put on a loose t-shirt.

You changed into pajamas of your own before climbing into bed with her and unclipping her hair. 

It was only then that Baran stirred and opened her sleepy eyes. She jolted awake when she registered you were there.

“Oh my god, I feel asleep.” You giggled at her and kissed her forehead. 

“I am so-” You silenced her with another kiss, this time on her cheek. 

“It's okay baby, you're clearly not feeling well.” She pouted and whipped her head towards you to disagree, regretting it immediately. 

You opened your arms to her and she melted into you. You could feel how warm she was which was a stark contrast to the iciness of her hands. 

She purposefully snaked them under your shirt just to see you shiver. 

Her freezing hands settled onto your sides as she hid her face in your neck.

“Love, you're trembling.” You whispered into her hair. She shook her head no but curled into you further. She needed your warmth.

You wrapped your arms around her for a few more minutes before getting up from the bed.

Baran whined at the loss of contact. 

“Come back, m'cold.” You softened at the tone of her voice, but stood your ground. 

“Baby, you need medicine and something to eat. Coincidentally I picked up pho on the way.” Baran immediately perked up at the mention of one of her favorite foods.

“You brought pho?” You nodded at her and her sleepy smile brightened. 

You quickly left the room and returned with pho, electrolytes, medicine, and tissues. Baran was lightly snoring when you returned, which you found adorable. 

You knew she hated being sick, but secretly you loved taking care of her. It wasn't often you got the chance to care for her like she did you. 

You sat up in bed and slowly ran your fingers through her damp hair. Her eyes fluttered as she blindly reached towards your body and cuddled into your side.

With some effort she carefully propped herself up on your body for support. You smirked at her as she opened her mouth.

You shook your head in adoration and placed the medicine in her mouth before electrolyte water. It was an awkward position to be in but thankfully she had cuddled into your arm in a way that you still had access to both hands.

You fed her a few spoonfuls of broth before she fully fell asleep on your arm. You kissed the top of her head and quietly at your own dinner. 

Baran's soft snores echoed throughout the room as you pulled out your phone and sent Dana a text letting her know Baran would not be able to work the next day.

You kissed Baran one last time before pulling her into your arms and fell into a deep sleep. 

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