WDW Sickics/Oneshots

Cold // Daniel

The boys sit around the dinner table, eating some Postmated spaghetti, meatballs and bread sticks.

"What are we gonna do tomorrow?", Zach asks excitedly.

We could go to the ice skating rink downtown", Jonah suggests.

"That'd be fun. It's so cold out", Jack says.

"Yeah. I'm surprised the spaghetti didn't get cold on the way here", Jonah agrees.

As the boys keep talking, Daniel turns to the side and sneezes.

"Achoo!"

He turns back to face the table, and continues eating, but soon turns again.

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Daniel sniffles, and wipes his nose.

"You okay, Dani?", Corbyn asks.

"Yeah, just allergies I guess", he replies.

The boys nod, and continue talking and eating.

"Look at this meme", Jonah says, showing all the others.

Daniel laughs, but breaks out into a congested coughing fit, dropping his fork on his plate.

"You sure you're okay?", Jonah asks.

"Yeah I-"

Daniel can't finish his sentence before coughing again.

He gets up and spits into the trash can, his chest losing some congestion.

Jonah gets up and feels Daniel's forehead, his motherly instinct taking over.

"You don't feel warm. I'm gonna give you some medicine", Jonah says.

Daniel wipes his mouth with a paper towel, and gets a cup of water.

Jonah hands him a couple of pills, and he swallows them with a quick gulp.

"I'm not hungry guys", Daniel says.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed early tonight."

He walks upstairs slowly, and collapses into his delicate sheets, and pulls his comforter over himself.

Daniel pulls the pillow under his head, and breathes in and out.

That's the last thing he remembers that night.

The next day...

He wakes up, sweating, yet somehow shivering.

Trying to breathe through his nose, he finds it to be pretty much impossible.

Daniel rubs his eyes, and realizes how his head hurts as well.

He tries to inhale through his nose once again, but ends up coughing up congestion into his trash can instead.

Suddenly, Jonah walks in the door, probably from hearing Daniel's coughs.

"You still not feeling well?", he asks.

Daniel shakes his head, trembling and sweating badly.

Jonah's face falls concerned, so he walks over and sits next to Daniel.

He sets a gentle hand on his forehead, and makes a sympathetic face.

"Oh bub. You have a fever", Jonah says quietly.

"But I'm fre-freezing", Daniel replies.

"That's what a fever does to you. We can get you a sweatshirt and a blanket, but I can't let your temperature get too high", he says.