Sturniolo Triplets || One Shots

(Chris) Cold

Chris has a cold and it gets worse while filming a car video, so his brothers take care of him.

First of all, happy Christmas Eve to everybody. This was a request from lydraine. I hope you like it. It's not as long as the previous ones, but it's still really cute, I guess.

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Chris' pov

I got in the car.

It was quite late, but, as always, we had a car video to film. This was specially important since we had just hit five million subscribers, so we were going to talk about some memories we have from the beginnings of our time on YouTube. Nick thought we should talk about this in a podcast episode instead of a car video, but we had always done car videos for specials and me and Matt didn't want to change it.

"Do you want a tissue?", Matt asked me holding a box of them that he brought from home.

"Yeah, thanks", I answered grabbing one. Honestly, I was so glad he had remembered because allergies went crazy that day, or at least that's what I thought.

When we got to our usual parking lot, Matt set the camera and started recording.

"Hi, girls", Nick said cheerfully. "First of all, thank you so much for the five million subscribers".

"Yeah, thank you", Matt continued while smiling. "Do you know? It's incredible all this: the tours, all the merch, people wanting to know us. That's awesome".

I knew they were waiting for me to speak, but my throat was really sore; I knew it was better to just smile and nod, so that's what I did.

The video kept going as usual. Nick and Matt were talking about the moment we hit one thousand subscribers. I said a couple words about it before I sneezed.

"Can I get a tissue?" I asked Matt, who had the box. My voice sounded hoarse and let's say it wasn't nice to swallow.

"Of course", he said handing me one. I took it and blowed my nose.

"Here, drink some water". Nick offered me a bottle of warm water. I took a sip and felt like a hundred needles in my throat.

"When did we get water?", Matt asked genuinely surprised. Nick shrugged in response and then looked back at me.

"Better?". He started rubbing my shoulder from the backseat while waiting for an answer. I was unsure about how I was feeling, but since I didn't want to really worry them I just shook my head. A few seconds later, my head started aching, but it was too late because my brothers had already continued the conversation.

The time kept going and my headache get worse every second. I held my temples trying to help my pain, but it was useless. My next thought was putting all my attention into Matt's words so I forgot about the ache, but, again, I was still in the same pain.

"What's wrong, Chris?", Matt said, with concern in his face, moving my hands away from my face. "What hurts?"

"My head". It was all they needed for turning the camera off and preparing for driving home. "Matt", I mumbled. He hummed in response. "Can I get a hug?"

"Sure". Then he got out of the car, came to the right door and opened it. "Come here, Chrissy". I got out of the car as well and buried my head into is neck. "It's ok. I can sleep with you if you want". I nodded and kept enjoying Matt's heat.

"I love you", was everything I could say before almost falling sleep into his chest.

"I love you too", he answered and then went got back to the driver's seat and drove us home.

Matt's pov

When we got out of the car, Chris jumped into my arms.

"It's ok. We are home". He gave me a sad smile and the started sobbing. "Hey, kid. We are here, ok? We are gonna take care of you untill you get fine". Chris nodded and hugged me tighter.

"Matt, can I get the keys so I can hope the door?". I handed my keys to Nick, who gave a quick hug to the sick boy before opening the front door of our house. I carried Chris to the coach and hugged him for a while. My heart broke when he started crying again.

"Hey, it's gonna be ok, Chris. I promise". I held him even closer if it was possible. "Nick, can you get him paracetamol and some water?"

"Of course". When he came back, Chris took the pill and hugged me again.

"Do you wanna go to bed?" He just nodded. Chris used to be clingy when he was sick, but not that much. "You must be really tired".

Nick help me to get him to my room. Once inside, I supposed he wasn't going to his room for comfier clothes, so I lent him some of mine before changing myself.

"Can I get into the bed?", he asked sleepy.

"Yeah, go ahead". I went for a few more blankets so Chris' cold didn't get worse and threw them over my brother.

"Matty, wanna cuddle?". He's hoarse voice sounded somehow sweet to me, making me smile. I laid in my bed and wrapped my arms around him.

He was resting his head on my chest, looking like in a complete calm. The meds have probably made effect, I thought. I hated to see my younger brother feeling that bad. I'll always be there for him.

"I love you, Matt", he mumbled.

"I love you too, Chris".

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