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>When your Sick, Pt 1<

Dream
You rolled over in bed and began to open your eyes. Your head immediately pounded at the sunlight bleeding through the curtain.

"Ughhh." You groan, your throat protesting.

"WHAT THE FU— FRICK!" You hear your boyfriend yell across the hall. Your head screams at his loud yelling. You lift the blanket and your body begins to shiver.

You roll your eyes at your miserable state and wrap the blanket around your shoulders. You waddle into the bathroom and grab a thermometer. Sticking it under your tongue you sign and close your eyes letting your head fall back.

The bright fluorescent light makes your head pound even more. You reach over and click the light off. The thermometer beeped and you pulled it out of your mouth to look at the small numbers.

°102 F

"Shit." You muttered to yourself.

You clutched your blanket tighter around your shoulders and padded through the hall and to Clay's office.

"No no NO NO NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He yelled as his character ran away from Sapnap.

Sapnap burned to death while escaping Dream

You smirked. Clay was now happily strolling through the Nether with no one of his tail. He must've killed Bad and George earlier.

You rapped your knuckles against the doorframe.

"Hey, guys can we stop for just a sec?" He asked. They all agreed and stopped playing.

"What's up?" He asked smiling as he turned to face you.

"Uh, can I- can I sit with you?" You ask.

"Yeah, what's going on baby?" He says inviting you over. You go and sit on his lap your knees on either side of his legs. You snuggle into his chest, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"I'm not feeling too hot." You said before clearing your throat.

"Do you have a temp?" He asked stroking your hair.

"Yeah, 102." You say.

"Alright, just sit here for a bit. I'm gonna finish this real quick and then we can go get you some meds and some food, alright?" He says smiling softly. You nod.

He kisses the top of your head before unmuting himself. You snuggle closer to him and pull your blanket closer.

"Sorry guys, y/n/n is sick." He explained.

"Go help them you muffin!" Bad yelled at Clay.

"Yeah come on Dream, go take care of them," Sapnap says. "And tell them I say hi." You hear him say.

"Hi, Nick." You say into the mic.

"So they can hear us!" George says.

"Y/n! Tell your man's to take better care of you!" Bad laughs.

"Yeah Clay, take care of me." You smirk.

"Oh come on now." You laugh running a hand over his face. "I'm being bullied!" He exclaims.

"Alright I'm gonna log off, bye Dream, feel better y/n!" Bad says hurriedly before Dream can stop him.

Sapnap and George follow suit and log off as well. Clay chuckles lightly.

"You're lucky your cute," Clay says picking you up from under your legs. You wrap them around his waist as he carried you to your shared bed.

He lays you down and lays behind you holding you close.

"Go to sleep, I'll wake you up in a bit for meds." He says. You nod. "I love you." He says softly as he kisses the back of your neck, a fuzzy feeling rippling from the spot.

"Love you too Clay."

George
"Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw." You mutter angrily to yourself.

"Hey what's going on?" Your boyfriend says standing at the doorway.

"Just a cough nothing too horrible." You say. Your statement is followed by loud coughing and heaving.

"Yeah, that doesn't sound like "just a cough" love." He says softly. He walks out and returns with a small cup of medicine and a cough drop. You down the purple medicine and cringe at the taste.

He hands you the cough drop and you unwrap it as he sits beside you. You begin to cough again and he rubs his hand up and down your back to soothe you.

He grabs your waist and pulls you into his lap pressing a kiss to your cheek. He lays down and pulls you down with him onto the bed.

Sapnap
Your feet quickly rushed across the hall to the bathroom and you leaned over the toilet emptying your stomach into the porcelain bowl.

You hear footsteps behind you before your hair is held out of the way and a hand finds its way to your back. Nick rubs it back and forth to soothe you.

"Shhh, it's okay baby." He says softly. You finish and you squeeze your eyes shut willing the burning feeling away.

"The porcelain gods hate me." You mutter. Nick chuckles softly and continues to stroke your back. You fall back onto the floor now sitting. You lean against the wall and shut your eyes.

"Do you want to go sit on the couch?" Nick offers. You just shake your head no in fear that if you speak your stomach with disagreeing again. "Alright then." He says softly. He picks you up slightly and sets you on his lap. He sits against the wall where you previously were.

"Thank you." You say hoarsely.

"Anything for you babes." He says softly, smiling as he presses a quick kiss to the top of your head.

Wilbur
You rolled over and felt a tightness in your chest. You scrunched your nose and bit but ignored the tightness. You tried to take a deep breath but couldn't. Physically couldn't take a deep breath. Your eyes shoot open and you clutch your chest.

A wet ragged cough erupts from you as your lungs burn and struggle to breathe. You look over and see Wilbur sleeping peacefully.

You rest a hand on his shoulder and shake him gently. He stirs and eventually sits up. He sees you clutching your chest. He immediately is awake and has a hand rested over yours.

"Hey, love what's wrong." He says softly.

"Can't- can't," you cough, "can't breathe Will." You say hoarsely.

"Okay, we're gonna go to the A&E.," He says. (It's the ER)

You both stand up and he grabs your jacket before hailing a cab. You make it to the hospital and they admit you in.

"Alright love well you got a case of pneumonia, and not a pretty one." A nice nurse tells you resting her hand on yours. You nod and clear your throat. "We're gonna give you some meds and you'll be on your way love."

"Thank you, miss," Wilbur says kindly. You both got a cab home and immediately when walking into the flat Wilbur lifted you from under your knees and behind your back.

"Will, I can walk." You say tiredly.

"Yeah I know but you don't look like you can." He says softly. He lays you down and lies next to you. He strokes your hair softly and hums a tune to lull you into a deep sleep.

"Love you, Will."

"I love you too baby"