Toh Collector x Motherly reader x Toh Hunter

[Stomach Bug]

Tw: Throw up (I know not everyone is comfortable with that sooo)

"Huuggghgh!"

"What the?" you question waking up to a sound.

"Mom?"

"Oh shit," you groan knowing what's probably happening. "Coming baby!" you call going to grab a bowl and a towel. Pushing the bathroom door open you see Collector hunched over the toilet.

"What's happening?" he ask. "Oh sweetie you have a bug and your body is trying to get the bad stuff out," you say damping the cloth. "I didn't eat any bugs?" Collector question before heaving again.

"Not an actual bug," you laugh a little. "It's just a saying that people used when your stomach hurts," you explain to your best abilities. Bending down, but not to close you wipe his face. 

For about twenty-ish minutes you sit and wait for Collector to get the worst out. You telling him stories of when you got sick (not going to far into detail) while rubbing his back. Having to get up and clean off the cloth to wipe his face a couple times.

"Come on let's get you to bed," you say grabbing the bowl and a new hand towel. "Okay," he grumbles being tired and sick. Slowly he floats down on to his bed barely getting the blanket over himself. 

Handing him his toy newt you pulling the rest of the blanket up. Placing the cool towel on his head to help bring down his temp you ruffle his hair. "I'll leave the bowl here," you say placing it on the night stand.

"Can you stay for a bit?" He ask. Looking down you see his pleading eyes that look tired and you knew he was somewhat scared. For all you know this is the first time his throwing up. "Okay," you say pulling over a chair.

"Goodnight mom," he says. "Goodnight baby," you answer rubbing his head as he slowly falls asleep. As you sit there you start to see a younger you in him. "Love you baby," you whisper kissing his head before falling asleep against the table.

[Morning]

"Mom?" A voice calls out. "Mom, Patrick feel in the bowl," Collector says shaking you. "Huh?" You question waking up. Looking down you see the blue newt in the bowl which luckily had only a little bit of throw up.

"I'll go clean him up," you say grabbing the bowl. "Go take a bath and clean all of the sweat and germs off," you mumble hobbling off to clean to toy.

Finally getting all of the throw up out of the newt you wrap it in a  towel to dry. Turning you lean back on the counter trying to wake up. "Hey mom," Collector say grabbing your pajama pants.

"What's up kiddo?" You ask. "Thank you for taking care of me. I can see you're really tired," he says hugging you. "Aww of course baby," you say hugging him back. "Now let me go get dressed and I'll start on making breakfast," you finishes heading to your room.

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This chapter was recommended by @KanziTheLion! So thank you and hope this meets your standards :))