Help-Zayn

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Ok this is really short, but I wanted it to be. Its just a sweet little one shot about Zayn being ill and Liam helping him.

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"Nooooooo!" Zayn said stuffing his face in his pillow as Liam held the thermometer out to him. Liam sighed.

"Please babe! I know you're sick, just let me take your temperature!" Liam begged, still holding the thermometer.

"M'not sick Li, just a headache." Zayn groaned. Liam just got up and pretended to walk away. Zayn looked up and gasped when he heard footsteps, only to realize that Liam had not left, he just stood there smirking.

"See, you want my attention. Should have seen the look on your face, you were horrified that I would leave you." Liam laughed sitting down on the couch next to Zayn. "Babe, its ok to be sick. You always help me, just this once let me help you." Liam finished rubbing soft circles onto Zayn's bare back. Zayn sighed deeply.

"Fine. You can take my temperature, but after," Zayn smirked, planning to take advantage of Liam's request, "will you please give me a back massage?" Zayn asked.

"Deal." Liam replied sticking the thermometer into Zayn's mouth. Zayn groaned at the uncomfortableness of the cold end of it under his tongue, but kept it in anyway for Liam.

Around two minutes passed with an awkward silence before the thermometer beeped and Liam grabbed it from Zayn's mouth. He carefully read the numbers and looked up to Zayn. "102.6 is what it says. That is pretty high, you must feel pretty bad." Liam said to him.

"Yeah. Feel bloody awful. Didn't think I was that warm though. Ive been feeling cold lately." Zayn responded to Liam.

"Well no more blankets even if your cold, we need to reduce your temp, not bring it up." Liam scolded swiping a blanket from where it was perched atop the other loads of blankets covering Zayn. Zayn whined but didn't fight him.

"Can I have my massage now?" Zayn asked changing the topic of conversation.

"Of course baby." Liam said plopping down on the couch again, before deciding to straddle his bum to make it easier. Slowly Liam dug his palms into Zayn's shoulders and around his neck. Zayn moaned at the relaxing feeling it brought to him. The massage was helping him forget his pain and sickness and brought him to content, and border line happiness.

As Liam's magical fingers worked themselves into his flesh, Zayn began feeling drowsy and sleepy. Liam trailed his fingers down to the dimples at the bottom of his spine and began to press into then lightly. Zayn was out of it then, stuck in a half asleep and half aware state. It was seconds before Liam saw that Zayn was now fully asleep, out like a light at the soft touches he had given him. Liam smiled to himself and crawled off of the older lad, giving him some space to sleep while he went and did some chores.

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Zayn slept for a good two hours before waking up. He slowly opened his eyes to find that he felt much worse. His head pounder mercilessly and his stomach had that odd feeling in it which was hurt mixed with the dire need to empty itself.

Zayn let out a moan, letting the tears come to his eyes. Far off in the upstairs toilet, Liam heard Zayn and dropped what he was doing, racing to Zayn's side.

"Sweetie, whats the matter babe?" Liam cooed, kissing away the falling tears on Zayn's face as he moaned.

"Gon' sick." Zayn managed to sputter out before leaning to the side of the couch and retching painfully onto the carpet. Liam gasped and immediately was cooing at him, pushing his fingers through the thick black strands, not caring that Zayn was ruining the carpet. All Liam cared about was Zayn being ok. Zayn needed to be ok.

"You're doing great honey!" Liam whispered encouragingly into Zayn's ear as he let out the last of his rounds of sickness. Tears stained Zayn's face as he pulled back onto the couch. He hated being sick, especially when he threw up.

"Do you still feel nauseous?" Liam asked tenderly, wiping the excess tears from Zayn's face with his hand. Zayn nodded feebly. The second Liam processed the answer, he threw the blankets off of Zayn and pulled the weak boy into his arms, rushing him to the bathroom as fast as he could, trying not to upset the older boy's stomach further. It was a good thing Liam had too. The moment Zayn was placed on his knee's in front of the toilet another round of sick hit him. Liam rubbed his stomach gently as he retched up the last of the food in his stomach. As soon as he was finished, Zayn let Liam wipe his mouth with a tissue before burying his face in Liam's shirt and sobbing. Liam's heart broke at the sight of his normally composed and capable boyfriend breaking down.

Liam sat cradling and rocking the other lad fore a good ten minutes until Zayn's sobbing was reduced to little sniffles which Liam immediately deemed adorable. Much to Liam's surprise, Zayn was the first to speak.

"C-can w-we cuddle?" Zayn asked between sniffles, looking up hopefully at Liam.

"Of course darling!" Liam said, already picking Zayn up from the floor. Zayn allowed him with no protest at all. Liam successfully carried Zayn all the way up to their room and gently laid him on the bed. Zayn's eyes were drooping in exhaustion from the energy he used up.

Liam suddenly was pulling at his socks, not that he cared. When the socks were gone, Liam pulled down Zayn's sweatpants, leaving him in just his briefs. Liam stripped himself down the same way. Liam tucked the both of them quickly between the sheets and curled himself around Zayn's front, with the other lad doing the same.

"Thank you Liam." A small voice emerged from Liam's chest.

"What for?" Liam asked him gently, petting at his long unstyled (I know its not a word) quiff.

"Dealing with me and helping and caring for me when I needed it the most." Zayn replied as if he rehearsed it.

"Thank you as well, for letting me take care of you for once." Liam replied.

"Love you Li, no matter how corny you are." Zayn giggled into Liam's chest.

"Same to you baby Zee." Liam retorted, snuggling closer.

Minutes later, the two boys were asleep in each others arms, peacefully dreaming of their lover and away from the cares if the world.

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So thats it! Hope it was what y'all wanted to see, just plain fluff. COMMENT and VOTE. I cannot tell you how much it means to me to get a nice comment. Go read my other book ONE DIRECTION AGE PLAY if you like that stuff please. And if you don't. Well, your missing out. Thanks for reading loves!

Love,

Wonder

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