The Salvatore brothers sickfics

Stefan - sore stomach

requested by @hwoodL

an u do a stefan salvatore sickfic please and damon cares for him thanks

Damon would usually be deeply asleep during the night. Well either that or drinking at the grill of Mystic Falls with Ric. But tonight Damon could not bring himself to sleep. He had no idea why. He just couldn't. Instead, he was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Thinking.

The thought about the argument he had had with his brother the day before. God, he had been so angry with stefan, he considered hitting him. Well he didn't really consider it. Damon never really consider things when he was angry, he just did it. Stefan and Damon had yelled at each other for far longer than necessary.

Damon soon heard odd sounds, bringing him out of his thoughts. He listened closely. Stefan was whining. Oh well.. I guess he's just dreaming something, Damon thought. but he was so wrong.

Stefan was actually laying on his bed tossing and squirming from the unpleasant pain in his stomach. He shut his eyes and rolled onto his stomach to put pressure on it, but it didn't help. He tried covering himself with his blanket again, but as he started squirming again, it fell off. His stomach was hurting badly, but after yesterdays argument, he did not dare to yell for his brother.

"God.. oh god it hurts.." Stefan whimpered to himself. "owww pleaseee.."

Damon awakened and sat straight up. What was hurting his baby brother? He got out of bed, still  shirtless but who cares. He walked to stefan's room, giving a knock on the door.

"Stefan, be quiet. I'm trying to sleep." Damon said, building up his tough wall.

"S-sorry.." stefan whispered. His voice was shaking and it concerned Damon.

"Hey Stef..? are you okay in there brother?" Damon asked, trying to not let the worry through.

Stefan whined.

"Hgnhhh hurts..."

"Stefan unlock the door." Damon said firmly, trying to open the door. Nothing happened.

"Stefan, open the god damn door, I swear to god!" Damon kicked the door open. Stefan immediately whined loudly. Damon was by his side immediately.

"Hghhhhh owwww..!" Stefan whined, tearing up.

"What's happening?" Damon asked.

"Stomach hurts.."

"You've probably gotten some bad blood." Damon said. Stefan let out a whimper. Damon sighed and covered his brother up with a blanket.

"Lay still, Stefan. Squirming won't make it any better. Try to sleep. Yell if you need anything." Damon was on his way out from Stefan's room, when he heard a weak sob. He immediately turned around and rushed to Stefan. Damon sat on the bed and pulled his brother onto his lap.

"shhhhh..."

"It hurts...!" Stefan sobbed.

"I know... I know..." Damon comforted, doubting what to do. He decided to gently run his fingers through stefans brushed back hair. Stefan whimpered and pressed his hands against his stomach. Damon gently grabbed his brother's hands and pulled them away.

"Damoooooon...!" Stefan whined and tried to bring his hands back but Damon stopped him.

"Don't worry, baby brother. You'll be okay. I'm just gonna try to help you okay?"

Stefan gave his brother a weak nod. Damon brought his hands to Stefan's shirt and lifted it up, so he could feel Stefan's skin. He laid his hands over the soft, heated skin. Stefan sucked in a breath as Damon pushed on his stomach.

"Ah! Damon!" Stefan let out a small scream and pushed Damon's hand away.

"It's okay buddy. You're okay. I had to check it out." Damon said. "I do think you have a fever though, Stef."

Stefan whined

"You'll be okay. No worries."

Stefan just sobbed. Could this day get any worse? Just as that, Damon picked the youngest brother up, making a huge pain shoot through his stomach. Stefan cried out loudly. Damon immediately worried. He hadn't seen or heard his brother cry for decades.

"You're okay. You're okay Stefan." He tried to comfort.

"It hurts!!" Stefan wailed.

Damon carried his brother to the living room, in spite of all the loud cries and screams that Stefan let out. Damon gently laid Stefan, who was now pale and sweaty, on the couch.

"I'm gonna get you some blood, alright sicky?" Damon said and walked off.

Damon had thought that the blood would help his brother heal, but when Stefan an hour later, threw the blood up, wailing loudly, Damon thought that he might have been wrong.

Instead Damon sat next to the crying teenager and pulled him down both were laying. He then rocked his baby brother to sleep while humming a lullaby from their human lives.