Michael Clifford sickfics

Midnight

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Luke
"Babe...babe?" I heard Michael croaked as I was being shook softly. I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock; 12:00. Michael never wakes me up at this time, hell basically anytime. I sat up and turned towards him, I turned on the lamp to look at him and he winced at the light, shielding his eyes. I turned it off and Michael moaned in pain, "What hurts babe?" I asked. "My-my tummy." He whimpered and I saw him gag hard, "I feel really sick." He groaned and I stood up, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and helping him to the bathroom. He stopped in the middle of the bathroom and all the color drained from his face, "You alright?" I asked and he rapidly shook his head, throwing himself over the sink and gagging hard over it. "I d-don't feel good Lukey." Michael coughed, I frowned and rubbed his back as he gagged hard enough that his whole body jerked forward. "It's okay, you're okay." I cooed, Michael just whimpered and wrapped his arms around his tummy, "Oh, fuck it hurts." He sniffled as tears fell down his cheeks. "Shh, it's alright Mikey." I cooed and he let out a choked sob, making a gag eject from his mouth. All of the sudden, puked shot out of his mouth and nose and into the ceramic basin. "Lukey, make it *gag* stop!" He cried as more sickness expelled from his mouth and nose. "Baby shh, it's okay." I cooed and he started panting, no more sickness coming up. "You done?" I asked and nodded slightly, I wet a towel and cleaned the sick from his mouth and nose. "You need anything?" I asked and he put his arms around my waist, "Cuddles." He sniffled and snuggled into my chest, I giggled and picked him up bridalstyle. I laid him down on the bed and laid next to him, he cuddled into my side and rested his head on my chest. "Go to sleep okay?" I whispered and he moaned in response, seconds later his snores echoed the room.