Imagine #166 (Bikey)

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Mikey Cobban
I felt really bad because he was getting sick and we had a lot of shows to go.

As he continued to throw up I rubbed his back and said sweet nothings.

"Baby, how long have you been sick?" I asked softly.

"Long enough." Brooklyn replied before throwing up again.

I knew our daughter was up. She was adopted and she's almost 9 which is insane. She's pretty smart for her age and so she never comes into our room when Brook is sick or I'm sick.

"Daddy?" She asked rubbing her eyes.

I gave her a soft smile and looked back at Brooklyn who was now done throwing up and was brushing his teeth.

"You get her. I'll be in bed if I can sleep." Brook sniffled.

I nodded before placing Rose on my hip and walking to her room.

"Is Dad okay?" She asked.

"Yes, he's just a bit ill." I replied setting her down in bed.

"Tell him I love him." Rose said yawning.

"I will do that." I replied kissing her forehead as her care giver came In.

"Thank you Carla. You should've slept." I said.

"No, you go take care of Brook, I'll make sure she sleeps and gets to school tomorrow." Carla replied.

I thanked her before going back to our bedroom.

Brook was in bed and shivering.

I felt his forehead.

"You're burning up my love." I said covering him up because I knew he was cold.

He shrugged.

I knew he had already taken medicine Because of the water on his bed side table.

"Is Rose taken c-care of?" He asked coughing.

"Yes, Carla is looking after her." I replied softly then climbed into bed next to him.

He cuddled up to me immediately after I climbed in.

I traced small circles on his arm.

"I love you." I said.

"I l-love you t-too Mikey." He replied then put his head into the crook of my neck and Drifted off.

I could only home he would get better.

Cough....this sucked so bad but ya know I'm sick which is great but I'm not telling anyone because they wouldn't car 🙃

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