𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩!

1.0

"daddy? daddy?" zach called pulling on jonah's sleeve.

"what is it baby?"

"daddy my head hurts." zach whined as he coughed into elbow.

jonah scooped him up and checked him for a fever.

"your warm bubs, how about we get you some medicine and up to bed, huh?" jonah suggested as zach curled into his chest.

"what's happened here?" corbyn asked seeing jonah tucking zach into bed.

"zach's sick. i'm guessing he got that bug from anna." jonah explained.

"hopefully the other boys don't have it."

then screams came from jack's room.

"i got it." corbyn said walking into his bedroom.

the boy was covered in vomit, he was shaking, crying, sweating. jack was disgusted by the smell, its texture, and everything about it.

"aww baby. let's get you changed."

"s-so-rr-y." jack stuttered.

"there's nothing to be sorry about, accidents happen. oh babe your running a fever. do you want to sleep in our bed?" corbyn asked as jack nodded. corbyn picked up the now clean boy and carried him into bed laying him next to zach.

"him too?" jonah asked to which corbyn nods sleepily.

"oh boy." jonah said.

oh boy indeed.

the boys barely got any rest and neither did jonah or corbyn. corbyn was carrying the zach to the bathroom while jonah was trying to calm jack down.

apparently the boy was also afraid of vomit....great.

by four in morning jack and zach passed out from exhaustion and their parents did soon after.

daniel woke up to splitting headache. his body ached, his stomach twisted and turned in ways he couldn't imagine. he felt heavy as his eyes tried to open. he stumbled to the door washing his face. he looked over at his alarm.

9:47am

"crap." he mumbled putting on his school clothes and walking into his parents room.

"dad?" daniel asked sheepishly as he saw his younger brothers in his dads' bed.

"yea dani?" corbyn asked, fixing his attention on the eldest.

"it's 9 in morning." daniel said, his voice nasally and congested.

"i know sweetheart, you boys are sick. change back into your pajamas and we can have breakfast." corbyn told him as daniel nodded.

the boy was too nauseous to eat so he laid on the couch with corbyn, cuddling into his dad.

fifteen minutes into the movie daniel fell asleep, corbyn picked the boy and tucked him into bed. he passed by the bathroom where jonah was holding their youngest as he suppressed a gag.

"you need to throw it up bubs." jonah said to the sweaty faced boy.

"n-nah-uh." zach said closing his mouth as his eyes were closed shut.

"baby, daddy's right. if you don't you won't get better." corbyn said, rubbing circles into zach's back.

zach being persistent and stubborn did not throw up until it forcibly came up on its own. he hated everything about it.

they put the boy into his own bed as jonah sighed.

"making it work, huh?" jonah chuckled.

"we sure are." corbyn smiled softly.

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double uploads ;)
also part one is nearly over :(
part two is also most done tho :)
part two isn't for everyone