Michael Clifford sickfics

RV

Request by mgcftafi

My idea of an RV is probably wrong so sorry!!!

The hair

Can we talk about the HAIR?!!?

Requests are ALWAYS open btw, they've been a little slow recently!!

Keep them coming cupcakes!!!

Anyways.......
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Michael laid in the bunk in the RV, letting out a small sigh as he stared at the ceiling, growing impatient as he wanted to fucking go already! The blue haired boy was super excited to take a road trip with his mates, having invited a few other friends besides his bandmates. The RV that Ashton had bought awhile back had 4 bunks, a small room in the back with a queen bed, a large back for 2 that was built above the driver's and passenger's seat, a little kitchen/dining area, and a medium sized TV built into the wall, considering how many people were on this trip, they had to get a big vehicle. Michael rolled out of the bunk and suddenly heard the engine roar loudly, making him cheer and he ran to the lounge, sliding on the tile floor and slipping onto his bum, ending up in between Calum and Ashton who were sat in the passenger and driver seats. "How did you end up here?" Calum laughed as Michael leaned forward, resting his hesd on his mate's shoulder, "I teleported." Michael smirked and Calum chuckled, the huge vehicle moving and Michael did a little dance, making Calum giggle. "How did you really get over here?" Ashton asked, "I slid on my ass when the RV moved." Michael blushed and Ashton chuckled, ruffling the younger boy's hair and Mikey got up, going over to the table and sitting next to Josh, resting his head in his lap. "I'm not prepared enough for this trip." Michael chuckled, "Shut up." The red head laughed and the blue haired boy sat up, leaning on the table and staring at Luke, smiling. "I'm so excitedddddddd." Michael giggled as he bounced his leg, his friends chuckling at his kiddish behavior and Michael took out his phone, setting it down as he felt his belly rumble in hunger, making him stand a little shakily since the RV was moving and he went into the fridge the vehicle had, grabbing some pistachio ice cream from the freezer and sitting back down, eating it rather quickly and he held his head as he got a brain freeze, "Owwww." Michael whined, "Did you know a brain freeze is nature's way of saying 'Slow down fatass'?" Alex smirked and Michael glared at him, "I'm gonna pound your blueberry colored head in." Michael threatened and they laughed at him, seeing him continue to finish his ice cream, then toss it in the trash and sit back down. "How long will it take for our first stop exactly?" Michael asked, "An hour or two, maybe more or less." Calum shrugged and Michael nodded, feeling slightly nauseous but passing it off as eating too quickly. "I need a nap." Michael mumbled and trudged to the bunks, laying down in a bottom one amd putting his ear buds in, listening to music as he fell alseep. "Miiiiiiiikey?" He heard Tyler mumble as he shook the blue haired boy awake, making Michael turn over and take off his earbuds, "Want some McDonald's blueberry boy?" He smirked and Michael flicked his nose, sitting up and feeling his tummy leap, "You okay Mikey?" The singer asked and Michael nodded, smiling and getting up, going to the kitchenette and grabbing some fries and nuggets, sitting down on the couch and watching the The Outsiders playing on the TV as he ate. After Michael ate, he started to feel rather uneasy, his tummy rolling just like the wheels of the RV and he felt sweat forming on his forehead and hairline. "Hey Clifford, you okay?" Jack asked as he poked Michael's cheek, "I dunno." Michael mumbled as he let out a huff, closing his eyes as his world was beginning to spin. "What's wrong?" He asked, "Dizzy." Mikey mumbled and wrapped his arms around his tummy as it rumbled uneasily. "C'mon, let's get you to bed." Luke cooed as he stood up and carried the nauseous boy to the bed in the back of the vehicle, laying him down and Michael took deep breaths. "L-Luke, I don't feel well." Michael whimpered and grabbed the hem of Luke's tshirt, "I know Mikey, I know buddy." Luke cooed and played with Michael's hair that was getting damp with sweat. The blonde start rubbing the older boy's tummy, trying to ease he pain he was feeling and Michael smiled weakly, both of them hearing Michael's belly groan loudly and Michael jumped over, rushing into the small cramped bathroom on the RV, leaning over the toilet and gagging hard, causing tears to flood into his eyes. Luke quickly rushed into the bathroom, trying to comfort Michael in the small space, "L-Luke, I-I don't feel good I-" Michael began, cut off by a rough heave that sent him lurching forward and to whimper in pain, "Shhh, Mikey, just let it out buddy, you'll feel better after." Luke cooed and Michael groaned, holding his poor tummy as he tried to keep the contents of his tummy where they were, but his stomach had diffrent ideas. "BLUUUUUUAAARHHHHGGG!" Michael let out a terrible sound as he brought up his lunch and the ice cream from earlier, making the clear water a nasty grayish-brown. "Luke, make it stop!" Michael sobbed as his tummy burned from the pain, puke soothing out of his mouth and nose. "You'll be okay Mikey, you'll be okay." Luke cooed and Michael stopped vomiting, collapsing into Luke and crying. "I don't like it Lukey, I domt feel good." Michael cried, "Shhhh, Mikey, breathe baby." Luke cooed as he pulled the blue haired boy into his lap, running his fingers through Michael's hair and helping him calm down. "You all done kitten?" Luke asked and Michael weakly nodded, the blonde boy flushing the toilet and bringing Michael to the bed, laying him down and holding him to his chest, helping the poor boy sleep.