Oneshots - Kayce Dutton

Three sick peas in a pod

Request - Hey can we get one where all three of them are sick and it is just all cuddles because that is all you can do while sick?

Author's Note - apparently all of these today have turned into long one-shots!

You turned over in the bed, hearing Kayce's alarm go off. You did not feel well, something had made you toss and turn the whole night and now your eyes were heavy, your nose stuffed up, and your throat all scratchy. Glancing over, you saw Kayce roll back over on his side and sigh.

That wasn't like him. Kayce usually hopped out of bed as soon as the alarm went off because he hated waking you up. You reached out and brushed his hair back, feeling his forehead. Kayce was burning up and you opened your eyes fully so you could lean over toward him. His caramel eyes blinked a few times before he focused on you.

"You okay?" You asked with a rough voice.

"No," Kayce shook his head and coughed.

So you both had whatever this was. You took a deep breath, your lungs aching as you scooted your body over to Kayce and rested your head on his pillow. Kayce brought his arm around you and moved his head to rest against your chest.

The two of you lay like that for a while, your arms around Kayce as you tried to chase what little sleep you could find. It was probably an hour later when the door to the bedroom opened slightly and you looked over to see Tate's head poke through.

The boy looked just as sick as you felt and you knew instantly all three of you had it. Which made sense, seeing as how you all had shared ice cream last night before you started to feel sick.

"Hey buddy," You cleared your throat.

This caused Kayce to open his eyes and look over towards the door too.

"I don't feel good, Y/N," Tate mumbled as he walked over to your side of the bed.

"Neither do we," You gave Tate a sad smile. "You wanna come lay with us?"

Tate nodded and you reached over to pull the covers back for him to get in on the other side of you. He crawled in and snuggled up to you, his head leaning against your shoulder as Kayce's head was still on your chest.

"What hurts, buddy?" Kayce asked his son.

"Everything," Tate whined as you pressed your lips to his forehead.

Tate was warm just like Kayce. You sighed as you leaned your head against Tate's whose breathing was a little too ragged for your liking. But he seemed to relax some, pressed up against you so you let him be for a moment.

"Why are we all sick?" Tate asked.

"Must be a cold or something," You sighed. "Try and get some sleep."

For a while the three of you lay there, but soon you felt yourself getting too warm with both of them feverish against you. You didn't feel like you had a fever, but maybe you did. However, you knew when you started to feel your back get sticky that either they needed to move or you did.

"Baby," You whispered to Kayce since Tate had fallen back asleep.

Kayce didn't move so you ran your fingers through his hair softly.

"Kayce," You whispered again and saw his eyes blink open. "I need to use the bathroom."

Kayce rolled away from you, yawning as you slowly leaned up into a sitting position after wiggling away from Tate so as to not wake him up. You looked down at Kayce who looked miserable staring up at you. You leaned down, kissing his forehead as you climbed over him to get out of bed.