daughter of taylor swift and travis kelce imagines

hospital

y/n age: 4

setting: kc house

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mommy was on a call with auntie tree in her office and daddy was at practice. i wasn't really feeling good, but i didn't tell mommy or daddy. my tummy hurt and my head hurt. sometimes i would feel dizzy too.

as i was watching my show on the couch. i started to feel a little worse and i wanted my mommy. i got up off the couch and walked my way into mommy's office.

"mommy?" i asked peeking my head around the corner.

she quickly turned around to the sound of my voice.

"what's wrong baby?" she said. turning her attention away from her call. i saw auntie tree's face on the call.

"i want you" i said pouting a little.

"i'm sorry baby i can't leave this call i should be done soon though." she said giving me a sad smile.

"okay.." i said sadly and went back to the living room. i went back to watching my show and about 5 minutes later. i got really dizzy and i went back to mommy's office.

"mommy..." i said. she muted the call and turned around.

"what's the matter baby?" she said.

"i don't feel good." i said.

"come here baby" she said. i walked over and crawled up into her lap.

"what hurts?" she asked.

"my tummy and my head." i said

"you do feel a little warm. do you feel like you're going to be sick?" she asked. i shrugged my shoulders. then mommy unmuted her call to talk to tree.

"tree i gotta go y/n isn't feeling good." she said

"okay no worries. call me back when you can." auntie tree said with a smile.

"okay can you tell me what else is wrong. are you dizzy at all? do you feel like you're going to throw up?" she asked while holding me and stroking her fingers through my hair.

"kinda" i said. i don't really know what it feels like when you're about to throw up. i'm only 4. but my tummy was starting to hurt worse.

"okay let's get you to the bathroom then." she said and led me to the bathroom.

we then sat down on the floor and i sat in mommy's lap. she was holding me and kissing my head.

"mommy my tummy really hurts" i said whining.

"i'm sorry baby. do you wanna try and see if you need to throw up?" mommy asked. again i shrugged my shoulders.

"here let's try." mommy said.

she lifted me up and i stood leaning over the toilet while she was rubbing my back.

"it's not working mommy" i said.

"just give it some time baby. take some deep breaths." mommy said while still rubbing my back.

after a few minutes i started to gag.

"there you go baby. try and get it all out." mommy said.

"mommy i don't wanna throw up" i said.

"i know baby but you will feel so much better." mommy said.

"okay.." i said. then i let it happen.

"good job baby. get it all out" mommy said as she held back my hair and continued to rub my back for a couple of minutes.