Michael Clifford sickfics

I don't wanna!

Request by lilac_michael
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Michael had caught a stomach bug that made him tired and achy, especially his tummy was killing him. He felt extremely nauseous and like he needed to puke all the time, but he was terrified of vomiting. He hated the pain, he hated the way it burned his throat, he hated everything about it. "Mikey, you need to eat something, you haven't eaten in 3 days." Calum cooed at the boy who was slightly hunched over with his arms around his tummy, "Ugh.....Fine." Michael gave in, Calum left the room and Michael rested his head on Luke's shoulder, the blonde boy playing with Michael's black hair. Calum came back with a small bowl of chicken broth and the smell made Michael feel sick, Luke took a spoonful and put it to Michael's lips, the pale boy was a bit skeptical at first but ate the soup nonetheless. His tummy made a rumbling noise after he ate a couple more spoonfuls and he clutched his tummy, then jumping off the couch and dashing to the bathroom, falling to his knees infront of the toilet and gagging hard. Michael's belly made another awful noise and he swallowed the bile that threatened to come up, he felt Luke rub circles in his back as he heaved over the toilet once again, "Mikey, you have to let it out." Luke cooed and Michael rapidly nodded. "I don't wanna!" Michael cried like a child, dry heaving over the bowl. "Michael, it's not good for you, it'll make you feel better." Luke cooed and hugged Michael from behind, squeezing his tummy gently and causing a rough gag to eject from Michael's mouth, "Luke, noooooo." Michael moaned. "I'm sorry Mikey, you need to bring it up." Luke cooed and squeezed his waist tighter, making the soup and stomach bile shoot out of his mouth and nose. Michael was puking and sobbing as the pain increased in his tummy, "Fuck!" He sobbed as he continued gagging and vomiting and coughing violently. Michael fell back into Luke's lap, a sweaty and shivering mess, he coughed roughly into his sweater paw and Luke wiped his nose and mouth with a tissue, flushing it down with the disgusting water. "Don't make me puke again or I'll kill you." Michael rasped, his throat raw from stomach acid, "Then don't hold it down." Luke smirked as he laid Michael down on the couch. "I hate you." Michael mumbled as he pulled the comforter over him, "Love ya too." Luke laughed and let Michael get his rest.