RoadTripTV And Mikey Cobban One Shots

BRALEX | I Felt Yucky When I Woke Up This Morning

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A lot of people requested Bralex so heres a quick Brook and Alex One Shot.
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Summary:
Brooklyn's sick and Alex takes care of his baby boy. Also Brook has asthma in this just because I wanted him to.
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Brooklyn's Pov:

I heard keys hit the key bowl in the entry way of my little house and the door slam, indicating that Alex was here.

"I'm here Brooky" he yelled comfirming my thoughts. I stay on my knees in front of the toilet. Running my hands through my hair and managing to get out a weak "in here babe"

I heard his shoes scuff the ground as he walked towards me. It was clear that he was in a hurry to see me, because he almost always took his shoes off before entering a room. I sat there alone in the dark of the loo waiting for Alex's arms to wrap around me.

"Baby where are you?" Alex asked wondering where I was.

"In the loo." I could hear that he was close, but I had no desire to move. I had invited Alex over for a sleepover tonight since my mum was away for a few days with her work. The only problem is, as soon as I woke up this morning I had felt awful.

I felt Alex's presence in the door frame and looked up from the toilet to see his tall and skinny silloette staring at me sympathetically. He didn't stand there for long when he saw my position. He rushed over to my hunched body and immediately began rubbing my back.

"Oh Brook how long have you been like this baby?" Alex asked clicking his tounge in sympathy. As I finally got a break from my gagging, I looked up at my boyfriend.
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Alex's Pov:

Brooklyn looked up at me. His face was a ghostly white, all but his pink tinted cheeks. His red rimmed bloodshot eyes had black bags under them and he was sweating. A lot. My poor baby looked drained.

"I felt Icky when I woke up this morning." He mumbled.

I winced at his horse voice but smiled at his baby talk. God he's so cute! "Awe babe's why didn't you phone me up? We could of left today, or I could of come earlier to look after you."

He shook his head, tears in his beautiful eyes. "I thought I'd be fine, but then I started feeling really poorly, and I.. I was trying to keep it down and it wasn't working and.. and I knew I was gonna throw up and I didn't have time to call or text y..you and I was scared and I didn't like it Al. I'm so..rry." He said in one breath before breaking down. Large sobs racked Brook's tiny body as he slumped more against the wall and covered his face with his hands. "I hate this." He wheezed out, taking short jagged breaths. Shit! He's having a fricking asthma attack.

"Baby you need to calm down and breath." I said gently lowering myself in front of him, placing my hands on his knee and rubbing small circles. He didn't seem to take any notice and his condition seemed to be getting worse. "Brooky I'm going to get your inhaler out of your jacket pocket. Okay babe?" I said reaching for the right pocket of his thin black hoodie. After unzipping the pocket and pulling out his inhaler, I put the plastic tube to his dry lips and pressed down a few times. Brooklyn's breaths finally evened out and he looked up at me. His vulnerable state broke my heart.

"Oh bubba. Come here" I said opening my arms for him. He slowly shuffled over to me and plopped into my lap wrapping his little legs around my waist and his arms around my neck, burying his head into my shoulder. Tears were still making there way down his face and his tiny body was still shaking with sobs. "Brook don't cry baby boy. It's okay. I'm here bubs." I whispered in his ear whilst trailing my hand up and down his back.

After about five minutes or so, Brooklyn finally calmed down and snuggled into me more. "Do you wanna go to the couch or bed darling." I asked him picking him up and stroking his hair. He nuzzled his head into my shoulder. "Mmm the couch Pwease Elvis." He mumbled in the cutest voice ever. "Okay baby."

I gently set my sick baby boy on the couch, sweeping his hair out of his beautiful green eyes. I tutted sympathetically as soon as I felt the heat radiating off the poor boy. "Awe bub's you have a fever." I walked into the kitchen pulling out a couple of tablets and a cold bottle of water from the fridge. Walking back into the living room, I was met with Brooklyn curled into a ball, thumb in mouth with his eyes fluttering closed. God can this boy get any cuter? I smiled to myself as I gently shook his shoulder. "Brooky boo you need to take these babe." I said handing him the pills which he swallowed down rather quickly without a fight indicating he must be feeling pretty bad. He laid down and looked up at me pouting. I grabbed my phone and took a quick picture. "Alexxxx" he whined. I chuckled. "What baby boy?" I said. He opened his arms. "Cuddles?" He pouted more. "Pwease" I laid being down next to him carefully as to not jolt his stomach too much and snaked my arms around his waist rubbing his upset belly. Brooklyn's eyes fluttered shut and soon his breathing even out telling me he was asleep. I gently kissed his forehead taking out my phone and going on instagram to post the adorable photo that I had taken of him earlier.
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