Y/n's P.O.V.
"Justin," I said softly as I shook him.
It was cold so I could understand why he didn't want to wake up. I knew he was cold because his nose was red, which is the color it turned when he was red. His cheeks also turned red when he was cold, much like they are now.
"Justin," I sighed.
I took the pillow from under him and smacked him with it.
"Mom," he whined hoarsely.
"It's y/n, not your mom. Are you feeling okay?"
"Mmm yeah," he sat up and whiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, "How's Nick."
Nick was our three year old and it seems like time has flown because just three years ago I was a scared 15 year old that had a baby.
"Just like usual, a chaotic three year old."
I laughed a little until Justin started coughing. I patted his back as the coughs racked his body and he turned red. He got his breath back only for it to start hitching again.
"HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! Ugh!"
"You sound sick."
"I don't feel good."
"You shouldn't go out to write with Selena."
"Yea but Scooter said today is the deadline."
"I think everyone will understand that you're sick besides you can barely talk anyway."
"I can too talk."
"Yea but it sounds like you've been swallowing nails."
"They're tasty."
He laughed at himself until he ended up going into a harsh coughing fit.
"It wasn't even that funny."
"It was to m-," he was interrupted by his own coughing again.
"You can't even talk without coughing."
"I can t-", again he was cut off by harsh coughing, "I give up."
"I'm calling Scooter."
He nodded feebly into his pillow. I dialed Scooter's number and waited for him to pick up, which never happened.
"He didn't answer."
He got up, falling back down immediately and coughing into the crook of his arm. He turned red as I helped him off the floor.
"Can you help me showed and get dressed."
"Justin."
"Please y/n?"
The roughness of his voice is what made me say yes just like any other time he wants something when he's sick. I helped him to the bathroom and sat him on the toilet. I went to go get some clothes and a towel for him.
I brought them to the bathroom and then went to check on Nick. He was hypnotized by Octonauts so I went back up to the bathroom. I started the water and waited for it to fill up.
"I want a shower," Justin whined.
"I'm not holding you up in the shower."
"Fine," he said and then started coughing hard again.
I sighed and picked up my frail boyfriend, then placed him in the water. I washed his body and then got him out, getting soaked in the process. I got us both dry and then helped him slide into a new pair of boxers. Then I helped him put on his sweater and pants.
I took him back into the bedroom and sat him on the bed while I went to get socks and his favorite jordans for him. I helped him put both pairs of socks and both pairs of shoes on.
"Can you get me my cologne?"
I nodded and got it off the dresser, then brought it back to him. He sprayed some on himself and then put his finger under his nose.
"What's wrong," I asked.
"HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew!"
"Bless you."
He sniffled twice and then let out a sigh, "I can't breathe through by nose."
I laughed at his mispronunciation of my.
"Stop laughing I'm serious," he said and then sniffled again.
He started coughing again and I patted his back as I laughed. He coughed even harder and put his hand around his neck as he turned red.
"You okay," I asked.
He winced and then nodded. He closed his eyes and fell back.
"Justin," I shook him.
I started crying and did this until I heard, "Y/n, I'm okay."
I let out a breath of relief, "You just passed out you're not fine."
"I have to y/n."
"Ok, but I'm coming."
"Ok."
I helped him down the stairs and to the kitchen. He sat down on one of the chairs and I went into the family room. Pattie had joined Nick and they were singing along to the opening/theme song of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
"It's the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse," I screamed.
Nick laughed and hugged my right calf.
"Morning," Pattie said and then got up and walked into the kitchen, me and Nick following.
"Hey baby what are you doing," she asked Justin.
"Going to go write that song with Selena," he said and then sniffled.
He started coughing again and Pattie and I both winced at how rough they sounded.
"Not like that you aren't," Pattie said when he finished.
"Scooter said today's the deadline and Selena is already at the studio."
"I don't care my baby is not going out with, judging the looks and sounds of you, the flu."
"Nonsense it's just a cold."
She felt his forehead and then just shook her head.
"HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAHchiew! HAH!"
He breathed out.
"Daddy sound icky," Nick said.
"Daddy is icky," Pattie said, "And he have a fever. Now guess what Gamma's gonna make him do?"
"What," Nick asked.
"Go back up to bed."
Justin whined about wanting to go, but Pattie ignored and sent him upstairs.
"I feel bad for him," I sighed.
"Well we're just looking out for him y/n."
"That's true."
"Yea we don want Daddy get ickier."
"That's also true baby," I said.
"Gamma's gonna go call Scooter and Selena, get Justin situated, and then we can watch Henry Hugglemonster okay?"
"Mommy and you?!"
"Yep."
Pattie did as she said she would and then joined you and Nick just in time for Henry Hugglemonster to come on.
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Next up: Part 7 as everyone's requested
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