Brendon Urie Imagines/DDM

sick days

Age 2
A/N:// they dont have corona. This is set before corona. Brendon have a slight cold, y/n has the flu, and sarah has the stomach flu so they take care of each other.

You wake up dizzy with a stuffy nose. You were coughing a lot and your throat was sore. You went over to your parents bedroom, holding your blankie. As soon as you open the door, you both hear them coughing and sneezing. Brendon was on the bed and Sarah was in the bathroom connected to their room, throwing up with the door closed. "Daddy.... sicky," you said as he puts you on his lap.

He hugs you tightly, "I know baby. All of us are sick. But I'll take care of you, me, and mommy."

You rest your head on his chest, holding him tightly. "Come on, lets go get some snacks and medicine for us," he says, getting up as he holds you tightly.

Your head was still on his chest as you were dizzy. He grabs the thermometer and heads downstairs. He sets you on the counter, taking your temp. Your temp was 101.4, you were sick. He checked his and was 100.1. He sets you back on his chest, "can you tell me whats wrong or what hurts?"

You point to your nose, throat, and your head. He grabs bottles of gatorades and a sippy cup. He pours one in for you and haves 2 for him and Sarah. He sits you on the counter as he grabs medicine. He gets a few out, sorting them out. You covered your mouth as he was pouring the medicine in the medicine cup. He offers it to you, "come on, you gotta take this baby."

You turned your head away, "it'll make you feel better. If you take it, you can cuddle with me and mommy and watch frozen and take a nap if you wanna."

You turned back to the cup and let him give you your medicine. It wasn't that good but it was alright so you took a big sip of gatorade. He puts you back upstairs, "Im gonna make some food for us. You stay and take care of momma okay?"

You nodded your head and headed into his room."mommy..... mommy," you asked, looking for Sarah. You saw Sarah, laying next to the toilet, got done puking. You sadly pouted and got worried, "momma okay? mommy?? sicky?"

She wipes her mouth with a towel and nods, "yes momma is sick. mommy dont feel good."

You drag her, make her go on the bed, "Lay down daddy coming."

She lays on the bed. You snuggle close to her. Brendon comes in, gasping seeing you two cuddle with soup, medicine, and water in his hands. "Do i get cuddles too," he asked. You hold your hands out, doing grabby hands. He lifts you up, hugging you tightly, "there's my cuddle babyyy."

You both laugh slightly, handing Sarah soup, gatorade, and taking her temp, 103.5

"Babe, you're burning up. You go get some rest okay. Eat your soup, drink your gatorade and you can go to bed," he says as he kisses her cheek.

You hug Sarah tightly, "love you momma."

Sarah looks down and smiles, "I love you too baby. You go get some rest too."

You both kiss and go back to brendon, holding onto him tightly. He heads downstairs, cudding on the couch.

He grabs a little bowl and spoon, "come on, lets eat some soup."

He sets you on the counter, feeding you your soup, actually enjoying it. You were getting sleepy, he sets you laying on his chest, drinking your sippy cup as you start to fall asleep. He was also getting tired so you both just cuddled and fell asleep together on the couch.

A few hours later...

Sarah gets back down from her nap, feeling better. She looked at you in awe as you were sleeping on his chest. She grabs medicine, pouring a medicine cup full as he wakes Brendon up. She tries giving it to him but he covers his mouth and turns his head. Sarah laughs, "I wonder how she got that move from."

They both laugh slightly, brendon taking the medicine. Rubs and pats your back. Sarah cuddles close to you both, kissing him. He grabs a controller and starts playing fortnite, you laying right next to him. You jump and wake up as he yells at the tv. "Daddy.... too loud," you mumbled.

"Sorry baby, I'll keep it down," he says, kissing your cheek as he massages your scalp.

You instantly start falling asleep as he massages your scalp and plays the game. Sarah grabs and holds you, laying your head on her chest as you were sleeping. You whined a little, brendon stopped his game and you held his finger as you stopped whining. He smiles, kisses your forehead, "she's a daddy's girl."

Sarah laughs, hugs and kisses you tightly, "but she's still a momma's girl."