Keith urban sick Imagines ENDED OCT 2025

Bad Cold and Fever

You were downstairs in the Kitchen getting breakfast ready for you and Keith.

The girls had already been dropped off at school by you because you decided Keith needed to sleep in so you dropped off the girls for him.

10 minutes later

"Keith Breakfast is ready!" You call.
5 minutes later.

Keith comes downstairs wrapped in a blanket and shaking and sweating,

He Joins you in the dining room at the table. He doesn't look well though.

His eyes are red, he's pale and his nose is running. He looks awful.

"Sweetie, are you feeling ok? You don't look good at all." You say. Concern lacing your voice.

"Why do you have a blanket?" you ask. "I don't feel good and I'm cold," he whines.

what hurts?' you ask.

"Everything hurts" he whimpers.

"Do you feel well enough to eat?" You ask.

Keith nods and goes to sit down at his spot at the table.

He wipes his nose on the blanket wrapped around him.
You frown as you go over and give him his plate of food.

Then you sit down next to him to eat your breakfast.

15 minutes later
You finish your breakfast and get up to put your plate in the dishwasher.

While Keith stops eating after only eating half of his breakfast.

You go over and take his plate. "You sure you don't want anymore?" You ask. He nods and sighs heavily.

You take his plate and go scrape off the remaining food into the garbage can.

Then you go and put his plate in the dishwasher.
Then you head into the living room.

Keith gets up and joins you. "I think you should go get back to bed." You tell him.

Keith nods "Only if you come with." He says sweetly.

"Of course I'll come, Sweetie, I'll do anything if it makes you feel better." You say as you take his hand in yours and lead out of the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom,

Keith lets go of your hand to go get into bed. He coughs and doesn't sound good at all.

He lays down in bed and pulls the blanket up to his chin.

Then he suddenly sits up and says. "I feel like I'm going to throw up."

Immediately you run into the bathroom and grab the garbage can. Then rush back Over to Keith.

He takes it from you and vomits into it twice. Then he places the garbage can on the floor next to the bed.

Then He starts crying. "Shh Shh. It's ok bud it's ok." You say gently trying to calm him down.

You move closer to the bed and brush the hair away from his face.

Then use your other hand to grab a tissue to wipe the puke from his face.

Then you toss the tissue into the now puke filled garbage can.

You then grab some tissues and hand them to Keith. "Here blow and wipe your nose." You say to him.

He nods and takes them from you and blows his nose.
Then throws it into the garbage can. You frown as you continue to stroke his sweaty hair. "Try to get some rest. Ok?" You tell him.

"Can you cuddle with me and rub my stomach?" Keith asks.

"Of course I will." You say as you go and get into bed with him and pull him close to you.

He rolls over to his side so you can rub his stomach.

He relaxes as you rub his aching stomach.

Then he closes his eyes and falls asleep. You smile watching him sleep.

Then you lay your head down on your pillow and fall asleep too.

15 minutes later

Keith wakes up coughing and sneezing.

He grabs some tissues and blows his nose then gets up to throw them away.

Once he throws them out.

He starts to leave the bathroom then he pukes on the floor.

You wake up when you hear him getting sick. You get up to help him.

Once he finishes he backs away from his mess and bursts into tears.

"Shh Shh. It's ok sweetie it's ok. I'll clean it up ok?" You say gently as you rub his back.

"Why Don't you wash your face and get back into bed. While I clean this up." You say as you take your hand off his back and go to get cleaning supplies to clean up the mess.

Once you come back with the cleaning supplies and start cleaning the mess. Keith is already back in bed watching you.

"Next time use the garbage can if you're going to be sick ok?" You tell him.

Keith nods and sighs heavily. Once you finish cleaning the mess.

Then you put the cleaning supplies away. Then get back into bed with Keith.

He whimpers and coughs then moves closer to you.
You wrap your arms around him. He relaxes in your embrace.

You kiss his head.
The heat from his fever burning against your lips.

Keith smiles weakly when you kiss him. "That feel good?" You ask.

He nods. You smile as you brush the hair away from his face.

He sighs then closes his eyes and fall asleep.
You kiss his head again and stroke his hair as he sleeps.
You spend the rest of the day taking care of Keith.

A/N Hope you enjoy this update.