STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Food poisoning- Chris pt.2

Hi!!
This is part two to the stomachache Chris one. Sry I keep doing so many similar ones I just love writing this kind haha

I've also never had food poisoning ( knock on wood) so sry if it isn't accurate

Thx for the request april-xoxo !!!
Ily sm remember to drink and eat pls and thank u

TW: throwing up

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        Chris shifted uncomfortably, trying with no avail to get comfortable. His stomach was cramping painfully, and he'd lost all hope of sleeping peacefully. On either side of him, his brothers snored, oblivious to the world.
    The clock on the bedside table read 2:06 in glowing blue numbers. How long had he'd been lying there? At least an hour, probably. God, he felt like shit.
    They were supposed to be up early to catch a plane back to Boston. If he fell asleep right now, he'd still have four hours of sleep.
    That didn't seem likely, however.
    He rolled over again, groaning lightly under his breath and curling into a ball. He heavily regretted the chicken alfredo at the restaurant last night.
    " Chr's?" Matt mumbled, flipping onto his side to face his brother. " Stop making so much noise."
    " Oh." Chris whispered back. He'd thought he was being quiet. " Sure. Sorry."
    Matt muttered something unintelligible, and shoved his head into the pillow.
    Suddenly, being under the blanket felt unbearably hot. Chris kicked it off, grimacing at his damp pillow from his profuse sweating. Had Nick turned up the thermostat again?
    His stomach whined audibly, the pain shifting into a churning feeling. Fuck.
    Matt moved again, pushing himself onto one elbow and eyeing Chris through the dark.
    " You good?" He remembered last night and was wondering how Chris was feeling now.
    Chris shook his head, worried that if he opened his mouth he'd puke on the bed. He clutched his stomach, willing the food inside of it to stay in the right spot.
    " I'll grab you some water." Matt said, taking the silence as a bad sign and sitting up.
    The movement of the bed further angered Chris's stomach, forcing him to get up abruptly, hand over his mouth. He sprinted to the bathroom and collapsed in front of the toilet, throwing up violently.
    " Shit." Matt swore, glancing over at the lump that was Nick under the blankets of his bed and wondering how he was sleeping through all this noise. He got up and sat on the side of the bathtub, rubbing Chris's back gently.
    " Woah, dude. You have a fever."
    " W-what?" Chris looked up between heaves, eyes vacant.
    " Yeah. You're burning up." He watched his brother pityingly. " Hey, you're ok. It's almost done."
    Finally Chris sat back, swaying dangerously. Matt slipped onto the floor and pulled the shaking boy back so that he was resting on his chest, running his hand through his sweaty hair.
    " What-" Nick appeared in the bathroom door, squinting at the light. He took in the scene, eyes growing wider and wider as he took in Chris's tearstained face.
    " Oh Chrissy." He sighed, grabbing a towel and wetting it in the sink with cold water, then laying it gently on Chris's hot forehead. He sat on the floor beside the other two, flushing the toilet.
    " Do you feel any better?"
    " A bit." Chris shrugged wearily. " Not really."
    " This has to be more than overeating, right?" Matt asked, wincing as Chris's stomach groaned loudly.
    " Could be food poisoning." Nick thought out loud. " He does have a fever."
    " Fuck." Chris whimpered, shoving his face into Matt's shirt.
    " Are you still nauseous? Or do you think you can go back to bed?" Matt asked in concern.
    Chris shrugged, squeezing his eyes shut.
    " Here, drink this first." Nick supplied, filling up a glass of water and handing it to him. " You don't want to get dehydrated."
    Chris eyed it, turning white. One hand strayed to his abdomen. " I-I don't know if that's a good idea."
    " Just a bit." Matt insisted, snaking his hand around to rest on Chris's stomach, hoping to provide comfort.
    Chris held the cup to his lips and took four gulps before setting it down. The water settled heavily, causing him to squeeze his eyes closed in discomfort.
    " Ok, let's get you to bed." Nick and Matt leaned to slowly ease their sick brother off the floor and lead him to the bed.
    " Don't leave me." Chris mumbled, already pulling the duvet up to his chin.
    " Of course not." The other two brothers slipped on either side of Chris, pressing close to avoid falling off the queen-sized bed.

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( this one is also kinda short sry abt that)