Michael Clifford sickfics

Tired

Request by Vianca_Clifford. Sorry if this is short
Fluffy Malum fluff ♡
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Michael adored his sleep, he always loved to just curl up under his covers after a long day and just sleep. But, when you're in a successful band with a new album coming out, you don't have much time to do so. Michael was happy about living his dreams and having finished their world tour, coming out with a new album on October 23rd, but there was something he dreaded, jetlag and the lack of sleep. He was a sleeper, he cherished sleep and it was a necessity for him, his brain was like mush without a certain amount of sleep and he wasn't getting that certain amount with all the album promo they were doing lately. All the boys were suffering from a lack of sleep, but they didn't have it too bad, Michael had it terribly and it was kinda obvious. Black bags under his eyes, sometimes messy hair, groggy and raspy voice, he was getting minor headaches but they were getting worse, and sometimes his eyes were slightly bloodshot. Today was another long day for them, a few interviews and some promo for the album, Mikey wasn't feeling all that well though. He was kinda dizzy and his limbs felt like mush, but he just passed it off that he was just tired. Well, he was, but he needed to sleep a lot more than he currently was, "Mikey, hurry up." Calum called through the bathroom door, "I'm coming." Michael rasped as he put on a jacket and a snap back before he walked out, Calum slinging his arm over his best mate's shoulder as they walked down to the car. "You okay Mike, you seem a little....iffy." Calum mumbled as they got into the car, "Yeah, just a little tired, I'm good." Michael smiled and rested his head on Calum's shoulder, cuddling into the younger boy. Calum played with Michael's newly dyed blonde the whole ride, but Michael wasn't able to fall back asleep and was getting another one of his headaches, but this one wasn't minor, oh no. It was like a dull migraine and he put his sunglasses on, holding his head as they got out of the car and walked into the first (and definitely not the last) radio station, "Mikey, you okay?" Calum asked as he saw Michael immediately go to the corner of the dressing room and turn the vanity lamp off. "Migraine." Michael whispered, his voice raspy like before, "I would give you meds, but they don't work for you." Calum mumbled as he walked over and Michael whimpered, the tan boy picked him up and sat down, cradling Michael in his lap and Michael snuggled into his chest. Thankfully, just as Michael's migraine faded away, they were called to go out for the interview and Michael got up, Calum following him and sitting next to him on the couch they were told to be on, Calum sitting as close to Mikey as he could and the pale boy rested his head on Calum's shoulder. "So, you guys are on break, are you getting the rest you need?" The interviewer asked and Michael immediately grabbed his microphone, "No." He scoffed with a small smile. "We're still promoting Sounds good feels good so we don't get much sleep." Calum clarified and the interviewer gave a small nod in agreement. The interview dragged on, making Michael sleepier and sleepier but yet unable to sleep, and his headache was coming back, great. It was after the final interview and they were in the dressing room, waiting for lunch to come and Michael was feeling a little...out of it. His head was foggy, the edges of his vision were beginning to darken, and he was feeling faint as he swayed from side to side. "Mike, you alright?" Calum asked as he noticed the blonde boy stumble and lean his hand against the wall, "Y-yeah....I think." Michael muttered as he stood up straight, but then he fell against the wall as his vision went black, sliding down to the floor as he went limp. "Mikey!" Calum exclaimed as he rushed over to the pale boy, picking his limp body up and Michael like a rag doll in his arms. "Should we call an ambulance?" Luke asked in worry, "Yeah, paramedics are on their way over as we speak." Ashton cooed and Calum laid Michael on the couch, trying to stay calm. Paramedics came in and checked Michael's temperature and all that junk, "He fainted out from exhausttion, he'll be fine, he just needs more sleep." A paramedic cooed and they heard a soft groan, Calum turning his head to see Michael's eyes fluttering open, "Hey kitten." He cooed as he scooted closer to Michael, "Hmmm, what happened?" Michael mumbled sleepily. "You fainted from exhaustion Mikey." He cooed, "I-I-I f-fainted?" Michael asked, his eyes widening in panic, "No, Mikey it's okay. You're fine now." Calum cooed and kissed his cheek in a friendly way, Michael made grabby hands at Calum and the tan boy pulled him into his lap, Michael curling up in his lap and he looked so small. "I think we should just go home and let Mikey sleep." Calum cooed as he watched Michael finally close his eyes and let out a soft snore, "Yeah, that's the best idea right now." Ashton smiled and they all went to the car, Calum carrying Michael the whole way as the blonde boy slept and the 2 snuggling in bed together.