He's Sick
Ashton:
"Y/NNNN! My head hurts" Your boyfriend, Ashton sniffles.
He had come down with a case of the flu.
You offered to stay with him until he improves. "I'll be back" you sigh, getting up from tour spot on the bed. Ashton was in bed with two empty tissue boxes and a half of one, a glass of water, Chest rub and strepsils. You actually felt bad for him, knowing how much he hates being sick.
You run down the stairs and got Advil. You got another glass of water for Ashton before taking it up to him,
"Here you go Ash." You sigh, carefully handing him the medicine and water.
You shut the curtains and sit back in the bed, sitting with Ashton until he fell asleep.
Michael:
"Y/N! I'm fine! I'm not sick!" Michael's voice cracks. "You had a sneezing fit about 5 seconds ago!" You protest. "Now please, just take something before it gets worse" You plead. Your stubborn boyfriend shakes his head but quickly stops before rubbing his temples with his fingers.
"See! Now please-" You start but Michael stops you.
"I am not sick! I don't need anything!" He pouts.
"Look, we can either do this where you take the medicine now or I sneak it into your food when you aren't looking" You scowl at Michael.
"But you can't do that if i'm not sick" he argues.
"Fine.. So, what do you want for dinner? Spaghetti? Lasagne? Chicken?" You smirk."
Luke:
Luke called you over to his place because he was feeling a little under the weather.
He wasn't allowed to talk much because of loosing his voice and a sore throat.
When you got to his place, Luke was armed with about 10 whiteboard markers, a mini whiteboard and a cloth.
"Would you like soup or something?" You offer.
Luke nods his head. "What would you like?" You ask. "Chicke-" He starts, voice weakening and cracking while he cringes, most likely because of his throat. "SHUT UP." You shush him, laughing.
"So chicken noodle?" you ask.
He nods his head, sinking back into the couch.
Calum:
You were awoken by the sound of the toilet flushing.
You slowly sit up in bed, looking around for your boyfriend, Calum. You softly pat his side if the bed, only to find out he isn't there.
You furrow your eyebrows, but that is when you heard someone groan and then Calum enters the room.
"Did I wake you?" He sighs rubbing his forehead.
"Umm" You hum. "Sorry" he apologises.
"No, no it's fine. You okay now?" You ask him.
"Yeah" he smiles. You lie back down in the bed.
"But on second thought" Calum gasps, walking back into the bathroom.
You groan, rubbing your eyes and shuffling into the bathroom.
This was going to be a long night.
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5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences
Fanfictioni was 13 when i wrote this please don't come for me i'm embarrassed this is a mess lmao i'm so sorry but hey, it's book one.
