Michael Clifford sickfics

Ageplay sick

If you don't like ageplay then don't read, if you don't know what ageplay is, then here is a brief explanation; ageplay is a stress reliever. It's when a person/people are babied, they drink from bottles, use nappies, wear onezies, they act a certain age. They slip into a thing called a headspace where they act a diffrent age (which can vary) Anyway......here we go.
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Michael: head space 4 years
Luke : head space 3 years
Calum : Papa

"Mikey! Gets up!" Luke cheered as he went into his older brothers bedroom, seeing the black haired boy cocooned in a blanket. "No, Lukey. I sleepy." Michael mumbled, cuddling deeper into the blankets. Luke got up on his bed and started jumping on the bed, "Lukey! Stos it!" Michael groaned, the bed bouncing making his tummy slosh around. Luke stopped and rolled his brother over, seeing that Michael's nose was bright red. "Mikey, you Rudolph!" He giggled and poked Michael's nose, making the black haired boy sneeze into his hand. "You wook icky Mikey." Luke frowned, "Feew icky." Michael coughed. "Gets Papa?" Luke asked and Michael nodded, his tummy twisting and his throat sore. Luke placed a sloppy kiss on Michael's cheek before leaving the room and going to his Papa's room, "Papa, papa." Luke babbled as he poked Calum's shoulder. "What's wrong baby?" Calum asked as he sat up, "Mikey sick." Luke frowned and Calum stood up, following Luke into Michael's room. "Papa, I no feew good." Michael whined and sat up, giving his Papa a pouty face. Calum bent down to Michael's height and felt his forehead, feeling a fever. "What hurts Mikey?" He asked and Michael pointed to his throat and head. "You got a cold huh?" Calum frowned and picked up Michael, who nodded and lightly coughed into his sweater paw. "Mikey be okay?" Luke asked, "He'll be okay, just a little sick." Calum smiled and took the sick boy out of his room, "How does some chicken soup sound?" He asked as he placed Michael in his highchair and Michael nodded, "Cans I has soups too?" Luke asked as he was also placed in his highchair and Calum nodded, making soup for Luke and Michael. Luke ate the soup rather quickly whilst Michael ate it slowly, only eating about half before making grabby hands to Calum.  "Don't feew good." Michael frowned as Calum bounced him on his hip, "I know Mikey, how about we watch some TV or you can take a nap?" He asked. "Naps." Michael yawned and Calum walked into his room, laying him down in his 'big boy' bed. "It hots Papa." Michael whined and Calum unbuttoned Michael's onezie to cool him off, kissing his forehead.  He left the room, but came back with an ice pack and placed it under Michael's neck to cool him off more. "Is that better babe?" He asked and Michael nodded, his eyes closed and he fell asleep in a blink of an eye. "Feel better baby." Calum smiled and left the room.