I'm His Babyboy

Sick Baby

Ethan stayed close to me all night last night. But then he suddenly disappeared. I sat up when I heard him shuffling back to the room. I sat up and looked at his silhouette.

"Ethan? Are you okay?"

"No, I threw up.."

"Aw honey, I'm sorry. Come here."

I pulled the blanket away and stood up. I walked over to him and held him. I then picked him up carefully and laid him in the bed. I got in behind him and started to rub his stomach. He made a soft groan and gently grabbed my hand. I looked down at him worried.

"It's okay, I just like the warmth of your hand, especially in this area."

I smiled softly at him. I took my other hand and felt his forehead. Just as I suspected, a fever. But oddly, the rest of his body was ice cold.

"Babyboy, get under the blankets with me, try and stay warm."

He squirmed underneath the blanket and made soft whimpers when I took my hand off his forehead. I texted one of the maids, asking to make us some tea. I wrapped my free arm around him and placed it on his chest, gently tracing my fingers on his chest. So fragile. That's when we heard a knock on the door.

"Come in Clean, you're okay."

Ethan and I sat up while a young lady walked in carrying a tray with two teacups and a hot pot of tea.

"Here you are, sir. Freshly brewed Chamomile Tea. I brought some sugar and cream."

"Thank you, dear, you may set it on the small desk. After that, you are dismissed."

Cilean nodded and placed down the set. She then walked off and closed the doors. I stood to my feet and poured the tea into the cups. I took one and turned to Ethan.

"Cream? Sugar?"

"Neither."

I smiled and walked over to him, carrying his tea. I handed it to him and kissed his head. I then walked over to my cup and carried it back to the bed.

"Be careful, it's hot."

He nodded and gently sipped the tea while sighing. His eyes closed and he smiled softly. He then chuckled and sipped some more.

"How is your stomach?"

"The tea is soothing, the pain is fading and the bad taste is gone."

"Good, I'm glad that you're feeling better. It's probably just a small stomach bug."

He giggled and we drank the rest of the tea. I took the cups and set them on the tray. I turned to face Ethan to see him out like a light. I chuckled to myself and climbed into the bed, pulling him close. I laid his head on my chest and started playing with his hair. I felt calming waves wash over me as my eyes slowly closed. Hearing a faint whisper.

"I love you, Daddy."