Michael Clifford sickfics

"I'M NOT SICK!"

Another doctor fic. Michael's 16 and Luke, Calum, and Ashton are doctors as well as his brothers.
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Michael
I woke up feeling a little off, my head kinda hurt and my tummy had a annoying dull ache. I looked at my clock, 6:30. I groaned and rolled onto my tummy, pulling the blanket over my head. "Michael, get up." Calum called, "Fuck off." I groaned and snuggled deeper into the blankets. "Don't make me tickle you." He warned and rolled me onto my back, "You feeling alright buddy?" He asked and I nodded, "Yeah, just *yawn* tired." I yawned and stood up, my belly leaped and I gagged softly, luckily Calum didn't notice. I got changed into a plain white shirt, black skinnies, combat boots, and a grey jacket, I walked into the bathroom and groaned as the bright light flooded my vision, stinging my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked in the mirror, "Holy shit." I muttered as I looked at my death like appearance.  I had black bags under my eyes, my normally green emerald eyes were a hazy dark greenish-grey, I was paler than usual, and my eyes were bloodshot. I splashed some cool water on my face to wake up and I did a little, I trudged downstairs and saw Luke, Ashton, and Calum in the kitchen as they made breakfast. My tummy leaped as the smell of breakfast hit me like a truck, "Hey Michael, you don't look too good." Ashton frowned and walked over to me. "I'm fine, just a little tired." I smiled and grabbed my backpack off the floor, he went to feel my forehead but I ducked away and grabbed my phone as well as putting on sunglasses. I walked outside and groaned as the sun burned my eyes, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I walked to the bus stop but I ignored it and sat down on the green bench. The bus screeched to a stop and I groaned at the noise, I stood up and trudged onto the yellow box of hell. I plopped down on the gray seat next to my friend Alex, "Mike, you look like shit." He laughed and I groaned, he reached to feel my forehead and I smacked his hand away. "Don't." I scolded, "It's too obvious that you're sick." He chuckled.  "Why are you coming to school?" "I can't miss another day, I was absent a whole week last month." I coughed and the bus stopped. Yay, the hell hole with bratty assholes. I walked to my first class, English, I sat down in the front row in the seat closest to the door in case I had to puke. My friend, Paige,  walked over to me and sat down at the desk next to me, "Hey sicko." She chuckled with her British accent.  "I'm.Not.Sick." I retorted and Paige rolled her eyes, her black and blue dip-dyed hair slightly covering her face. "Whatever you say Clifford." Paige smirked and I put my head down in my arms, not paying attention. It was like this the rest of the day, feeling like I would puke everywhere any second but nothing happened and I was drained off energy. I walked home because I was late for the bus and about halfway home, bile shut up my throat and I quickly leaned over the grass as last night's dinner expelled from my mouth and clashed onto the green grass, I stood there emptying my belly for about 20 minutes before I could continue walking, I wiped my face before walking in the door and saw all my brothers were home. Fuck.....
"Hey Mikey, how was school?" Luke smiled,  "Too tired to care." I mumbled and flopped onto the couch, curling into a ball and shutting my eyes.

Luke
As soon as I saw Michael's eyes close, I went to reach and feel his forehead,   but I guess even in his sleepy state he was stubborn as a fucking mule because he swatted my hand away and cuddled deeper into the couch cushion. I picked him up bridalstyle and felt how hot he was, "Luuuuke. Put me down." He moaned and I put him down on the couch. "Michael you're boiling." I commented, "No m'not." He mumbled hoarsley. I looked at Calum and Ashton, motioning for them to come over. "You sound and look like utter shit Michael." I stated and he opened his eyes, showing the bloodshot green orbs. "M'fine." He mumbled, Calum picked him up and slung him over his shoder, all the color drained from his face. "Put me down!" Micha screamed and kicked his feet, trying to get out of his grip, Calum walked to the bedroom with us following and put Michael down on the bed, pinning him down. "GET OFF CA-" Michael started but turned his head and went into a short coughing fit. "CALUM! GET OFF!" He snapped, Calum looked at us and me and Luke held Michael's arms down, "LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLES!" He shouted and kicked his legs around. "Michael, relax. You're too sick to be doing this." Ashton cooed, "I'M NOT SICK!" Michael screamed and was panting in anger. "Alex and Paige called us." I admitted, "Those dicks....." Michael mumbled and Calum walked in with a medical, "Hold still." He instructed before sticking a thermometer into Michael's mouth, but Michael spit it out. "I'm not sick, I'm just a little out of it." Michael scolded, Calum stuck a thermometer into Michael's ear and he shivered roughly. "I'm fine you idiots!" Michael snapped, "No you're not, 104.5." Calum read and Michael went pale as a sheet, "Okay, you seriously need to let go." He rushed out, he gagged hard and me and Ashton let go quickly,  Michael jumped and dashed to the bathroom, his retching echoing the house. Me, Calum, and Ashton rushed into the bathroom to see our little brother hunched over the toilet, emptying his belly. "Okay fine........I'm sick." He finally admitted as he fell back onto the cold tile floor, sweat streaking his forehead. I picked him up bridalstyle and took him to bed, I laid him down down and took off his grey jacket, seeing his white shirt damp from sweat. "I don't feel good....." He moaned and pulled the blanket up to his chin, "Mikey, you can't bundle up like this. You got a bad fever." I sighed and moved the blankets down to his waist, "Luuuuukey." He groaned and tried tugging it back up but I held it down. "You need to lower your fever Mikey." I cooed and he whimpered, Calum walked in with a cold rag and dabbed it across Michael's pale burning skin, making him shiver at the contact. "I'm c-cold." He shivered roughly and his teeth chattered, "We gotta lower your fever babe." I cooed and he frowned. As me and Calum walked out of the room, I heard Michael whine, I turned around and he was making grabby hands towards me. I smiled and closed the door, I sat next to him and he cuddled up to my side, coughing into his fist before closing his eyes and resting his head on my chest. "Go to sleep okay?" I smiled and he moaned in response, his snores echoing the room a second later.