JJ and I are relaxing on the couch. He wouldn't admit it but he was sick. He tried to play it off best he could. I pretended I was really tired and JJ needed to take me home. I could tell he was relieved. He gets nervous when he is sick around the Pouges. I dont know why. He suddenly scrambled off the couch toward the bathroom. I sigh and follow him. When I find him he is hunched over the toilet bowl and vomiting. I sigh and start to rub his sweaty and shaking back. "Your alright. Good job." I cooed and waited for him. After a good hour he stopped puking and rested his head on the seat. "No. We need to go to our bed baby." I say gently. He groans as I drag him up. I stumbled to his room struggling with his weight. I drop him on the bed and be was already sleeping. I take his dirty boots of and toss them to the floor. I pull his sticky shirt off him and kiss his forehead. I turn him on his side and place a puke bucket under him. I go into the kitchen to get him some water. I get him a glass but here my phone ring so I grab it and answer Sarah. "Hey. Sorry." I say noticing her 7 missed calls. "Its all right. You where busy with JJ right? He's sick I assume." I sigh. "Food poisoning..." I groan remembering him and John B ate the same thing and John B was acting weird too. "Yeah. I wanted to ask if JJ was sick cause then I would know what was wrong with John B.Ok. Good luck."She says and hangs up. I hear the screen door slam shut. Luke walks in. "What are you doing here?" He slurs out. "JJ is sick. He has food poisoning. I am looking after him." I say grabbing his water and a bucket from under the sink. "Keep his diseased germs away from me." He says and crashes on the couch. I roll my eyes and walk in to check on JJ. He was sitting up and looking incredibly pale. I handed him the bucket and started rubbing his back. He muttered a thank you before vomiting. I kiss his shoulder and rub his back. Once he finished I hand him the water. He takes a small sip and rests it on the nightstand. I put the bucket on the floor and help him lie down. I cover him up and take his shirt off. I go to dump out the bucket. When I come back he was sleeping. "Thank you baby." He says with closed eyes. "Of course. I can't leave you here sick by yourself." I say and run my hands through his hair. "Most people would." He says sleepily. I lay down next to him trying not to disturb him. "You'll get sick." He murmurs. I shake my head. "Nope. Food poisoning. John B has got it too." He groans. "Don't worry. I will be here the whole time with you." I say kissing his cheek. "I love you." He says softly. I smile. "I love you too. Get some sleep baby."
Short sorry but requested and very tired and busy
