Luke Hemmings imagines

He's sick

You were cuddled up next to Luke fast asleep when you felt him get up and walk toward the bathroom. You just thought he had to pee but that wasn't the case.
You hear him start vomiting and coughing uncontrollably. You sat up and walked to the bathroom to see him over the toilet still continuing to vomit. You slowly rubbed his back and shoulders until he was done.
"Why don't you come lay back down and I will go get you some medicine and a cold,wet rag."

He nodded and stood up to walk back to the shared bed. You walked down stairs got the medicine and dampened a rag. You walked back to the bedroom and gave Luke his medicine and put the cold rag on his head.
"Call me if you need me again. I'll be in the living room on the couch."
He nodded and was soon back to sleep.
He threw up a few more times then was done.
After the 3 hours he came in the living room and sat on the couch next to you.
"What are you doing up? You need to be laying down resting." you said rubbing his arm.
"I didn't want to leave you down stairs by yourself. "
"Luke I'll be fine. Your sick and need rest. How about I fix you some soup and bring it upstairs to you?"
"Fine" he said groping back up the stairs.
By time you fixed his soup and walked up stairs he was back asleep. He looked so sweet sleeping. You kissed him on the four head.
"Babe your going to get sick kissing me."
"I don't care. It will be worth it. " You said walking around to your side of the bed to turn on a movie and laying down. The rest of the day was used tending to Luke.