Calum: You are woken up by retching from the bathroom, you follow the noise and find Calum, crouched over the toilet, coughing and spluttering "oh Cal" you murmur, crouching next to him, you rub his back as he retches again, his dinner coming up his throat
when he finishes he leans against you, trembling "why don't you come back to bed bub?" you whisper, he nods, and you help him back slowly, lying him down on the bed, he is shivering uncontrollably, his teeth chattering, you cover him with the duvet and put a pair of wooly socks on his feet
"no I-I'm boiling" he mumbles "Calum you're as cold as ice" you tell him, touching his clammy skin, he shakes his head, and attempts to push the blanket off
"no Cal, your body temperature needs to return to normal, so we need to warm you up" you soothe, wrapping your arms around him.
Michael: You come home and drop your bags on the kitchen table, still on the phone with your friend "I know! I knew you'd love him!" you squeal
you spot Michael on the couch, curled up in a blanket and an ice pack on his head, you hang up and rush over to him "Michael?" you ask gently, he groans and opens his eyes sluggishly "what's wrong?" you murmur "I've got a killer headache" he mumbles
"well you can't put ice on it, you need a wet towel, ice will just give you a head cold" you explain removing the ice from his forehead and wetting a tea towel instead, you press it to his head and he smiles at you "thanks babe" he mutters, you kiss his lips and stand up to find him medicine.
Ashton: "I told you not to eat all those chocolates Ash" you sigh, tucking the blanket under his chin "it's not from the chocolates" he mutters, closing his eyes
you lay your hand on his forehead "yes it is Ash, it's happened to me before when I was a kid, see now you have a fever, I told you they would make you sick and you didn't listen, and now I have to take care of you" you rant, touching his neck
"I just have the flu" he mumbles "no Ashton, you have chocolate fever" you snap, laying a wet towel on his forehead
"okay I'm sorry, I should have listened to you, and you don't need to take care of me, I'm fine on my own" he pouts, you smile
"oh Ashton, I'm sorry for going on and on, I love you okay? And I'm going to take care of you whether you like it or not" you giggle, kissing him lightly.
Luke: "Can I have chocolate milk?" he asks "no Luke, you can have water" you sigh "but I want chocolate milk" he whines "you have a cold Luke, milk will just make it worse, now lie back down and I'll get you a glass of water" you order him
he huffs and flops down, pouting, you fetch him some water and hold his head up so he can drink it, he gulps it all down and lies back down "snuggle with me please" he begs
you chuckle and lie down next to him "just for five minutes though, I've got your soup on the stove and I don't want it to boil over" you smile, pulling him close to you.
(A/N) Chocolate fever is real, I got it when I was nine and I ate 46 chocolate eggs by myself one easter, it's a bit like having flu, my dad and brother still make fun of me for it even though it was years ago lol.
