sturniolo triplets !! oneshots

stomach flu-matt

i woke up at 11am with a horrible stomach ache i got up to see if i could find medicine, which we didn't have any. nick and chris weren't awake so i got in my car to go to the store and buy medicine leaving a text on the gc saying where i had gone incase they woke up.

i got to the store with my arms snaked around my painful stomach for comfort and went inside. i don't remember the last time i was in a store on my own. i found what i needed, paid and went straight home, this time, with an even worse stomach ache. when i walked in the door practically bent over, nick and chris were on the couch.

"hey matt" nick said scrolling on his phone with chris playing video games beside him. i dont reply and immediately take my medicine and grab a water. nick and chris now face me. "you good?" chris says. "yeah i'm fine" "matt you don't look fine" nick adds. "just a tummy ache i'll be fine." nick raises his eyebrows at me turning back to his phone. i walk to my bathroom and try using the bathroom to see if that was the problem and let's just say, it was half the problem. my stomach burned and my whole body was hot. "matt? you've been in there for a while buddy?" chris knocks. i felt like throwing up.

"i'm fine!" i responded. "if you say so" nick says. a few minutes later i threw up all over myself and the floor. i decided to give in. i rang nick.

"hey matt you okay?" "nick i've thrown up everywhere" "ew um can you clean yourself up and me and chris will come in" "sure i just don't feel well nick" i was having the worst stomach cramps and my stomach felt like it was gonna explode. i hated this. nick and chris walk in to see the state i was in and me on the toilet, but i didn't care i just really needed my brothers. "oh matt" chris says. "how you doing?" "my stomach kills bro" i reply. "don't worry about this we'll clean it up, do you wanna go to my bathroom or bed?" "your bathroom please" chris helps me up and into nicks bathroom where i rested my head on the toilet seat and then proceeded to throw up for the next hour, having the occasional tummy trouble as well. but both my brothers were by my side for all of it. god knows how.

"i feel so shit" i say spitting my toothpaste in the sink. "im sorry matt" nick says rubbing my shoulder. "want some cuddles?" chris says. i smile. we all go to the couch and my head is on chris's chest with his arm around me and i feel safe. nick is still cleaning everything up. "im sorry you feel like shit matt" chris says running his fingers thru my hair. "it's fine" i say sighing. "i hope you feel better tomorrow" "yeah" i say rubbing my stomach. "do you wanna eat matt?" nick comes up behind the couch. "i don't think ill keep it down, ill try tomorrow" "okay chris do you want dinner?" "should we order mcdonald's?" "down" nick says.

when the food arrived the smell cringed me out so much. "um im gonna go to the bathroom" i say getting up from chris's warm comfort. "you okay?" chris says. i just nod. i don't throw up. or do anything. i just sit on the floor, and cry. i wanted this pain to go away so bad. i stood up, washed my face and headed back to the living room. where i found my brothes bickering at each other, as per usual.

the next day i woke up with my stomach cramping, but i didn't throw up or shit, i was okay. i had my brothers and we watched movies all day. until the next day, when chris woke up feeling like utter crap...