--> Calum and Luke are in age play. Calum gets sick, but Luke blames him for something he hasn't done. While he is in time out, Calum gets out of his head space and gets mad at the others.
Little Calum wakes up with a sore tummy and a really bad headache. He isn't sure of what's going on and why he feels like this. All he knows is that he wants his daddies.
In his confused state, he looks around seeing no one and starts crying loudly, hoping his dads will hear.
Soon enough Michael makes his way in the room, picking up the crying boy and bouncing him up and down for a while in a shooting way. "Why are you crying, Cal? Did you have another nightmare?" Michael asks, taking him downstairs.
Calum shakes his head, he doesn't feel like talking. Instead he clinges to Michael, crying once again when Michael leaves him sitting on the couch with Luke. He really needs his dad to comfort him and he doesn't like how loud Luke is.
Curling up on himself, Calum tries to go back to sleep.
Next thing he knows, Luke is pulling at his hair. "Wake up, Cali! Wanna play!"
"Let go," Calum whines, pushing Luke and almost making him fall from the bed.
Luke tries again and when Calum doesn't stop complaining, Luke stands up from his spot, grabbing their dad's favorite lamp. He holds it right in front of Calum, grinning.
"Come play, or I break it."
Calum opens one eye looking at his bossy brother. Then he closes it again, feeling his empty stomach flip painfully. He can taste the yucky feeling of vomit in his mouth and all he wants is to be left alone. And his daddies.
And then Luke crashes the lamp on the floor.
Calum jerks up, his head spinning from the sudden movement. Luke sits back in his spot on the couch.
By the time Ashton and Michael rush to them, all they can see is Luke playing with his car and Calum staring at the mess on the floor.
"What happened?" Michael asks, while Ashton stands next to him fuming. It was his favorite lamp and the kids broke it.
"Cali broke it," Luke says first. "Told him no touch."
And Calum knows his daddies always believe Luke. Maybe because he is younger, or maybe because he has an angel face, with his blue eyes and blond hair.
But he still tries to explain himself. "not true," he says, wincing at his own loud voice. "Daddy, don't feel good."
"Yeah, nice try," Ashton says, grabbing his arm and forcing him to stand on his feet. "Time out, now."
"Daddy please," Calum tries again, holding his tummy with his free hand, "Don't feel good." tears are streaming down his face once again, but Ashton doesn't mind. He doesn't even slow his pace when Calum stumbles behind him.
Calum faintly hears Michael ask his husband to wait a minute and see if there is something wrong with him. But Ashton doesn't listen. He shows Calum in his room and closes the door.
Calum stands in front of the close door for a few seconds, with his mouth wide open. He didn't even have a chance to tell what happened.
He feels bile rising up his throat and leans forward just in time to throw up on the floor. The gags only make his head hurt worse. All he can do is cry and yell for his dads.
