Lams One-Shots

Sick Day

requested a happy lams family fic and Im sick rn so...

Unedited, too tired to edit srry

"John..." Alexander said, shaking John. John whined in displeasure and curled into a ball, shivering. "John, wake up. We're late." John shook his head in Alexander's chest.

"M'getting up, M'getting up..." John groaned, rolling over. Dizzily, John stumbled around, leaning against the wall for support. His head pounding in his skull. Alex ran over and grabbed John. He pulled John against him so he was putting all his body weight on his husband. Alexander brushed John's curly hair from his forehead. 

"Jeez," Alex hissed. "You're burning up, love."

"M'okay," John slurred, sloppily. "I need to get Phillip ready...s'my day to make lunch and...and shit." 

Alexander chuckled and guided John back to bed. "Hell no. You are keeping your sick ass in bed. I'll make him lunch and bring him to school. I may not always do it, but I know how to put meat inside two slices of bread."

John didn't protest and only rolled around and fell back asleep. 

"Philip, bud?" Alexander said, putting a hand on Philip's shoulder. "C'mon, kid, it's time for school."

"Dad?" Philip asked, voice hoarse and stuffed up. Alex knew that Philip had bad allergies so dismissed it. "Where's Pa?"

"He's sick, so I'm gonna be your substitute John." 

"I hate subs," Philip said, sassily, sticking his tongue out at Alex. Alex laughed and helped his 9 year old son out of bed. 

Alexander was at work when he got a call from John. 

"Hey babe," Alex said, shifting his weight so the phone is balancing on his shoulder. "How's it going? Feeling better?" He heard a weak cough from the other end. 

"No, not at all," John muttered. "I got a call from Philip's school, he's got the flu. I can't pick him up...can you, please?"

Alexander sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Alright, I guess so..."

"M'sorry," John said. "I can take an Uber to go pick 'im up if you want..."

"No, no," Alexander said, feeling quite guilty. "I will. I will. I'll see you soon, hun."

"Thanks dearest," John said, before sneezing and then groaning and then hanging up. Alex chucked before getting up. He walked into Washington's office, sheepishly. 

"Hello Mr. Washington," He said. "So, uh, Philip is sick at school and John can't pick him up. I'll come back, if you need me, but if I can just get a few hours off or so then that would be simply fan--"

"Alexander," Washington interrupted, amused. "It's alright, you can have a couple days off to take care of your family. You work too hard as it is." 

Beaming, Alexander said "Thanks so much, Mr. Washington!" Before running out of the building, hailing a taxi and jumping in. 

He walked into the nurses office to see his son, lying on the bed, face down.

"Is he asleep?" Alexander asks the nurse. 

"I think so. He's got a fever of 102.3, I'm sure it's just a mild case of the flu, it's going around."

Alexander nodded and picked up Philip so his hot forehead rested on Alex's shoulder. Alex rubbed his back, soothingly. "Thanks so much," He said, signing Philip out. 

Philip finally came to, halfway to the apartment. "Dad?" He muttered, hoarse snd raw. "Where are we?"

"On the way home. Why didn't you tell me you feel bad, kiddo?" Alex said, as Philip rested his head on Alex's thigh. Alex threaded his fingers through Philip's curly hair. 

"Had your hands full with Pa," Philip said, softly. 

"Aw," Alex said. "You know that Pa and I will always put your health first." The car pulled into the lobby of their apartment building and Alex brought Philip up.

He opened the door to see John, sitting on the couch, wrapped in a fuzzy blue blanket with tissues everywhere. He was watching some random day program. He brightened when he saw his husband and child. 

"Hey," He said. He opened his arms and Philip ran over and hugged him. "We can be sick buddies." 

Alexander laughed and sat next to them. Philip pulled on his pajamas and squeezed in between John and Alex. 

John knew that when Philip is sick, he likes watching his baby shows and turns on Chuggington on demand. 

Alexander, truly, was glad to be spending the day with his two favorite people.