One Direction Sickfics

Louis fainting- for Septiplier_4_Ever + Tomlinsoulxo

"Would you give me a massage Lou?"

Liam pinched Louis' thigh with his socked toes in order to gain his attention. Louis' lips quirked up as his gaze shifted from the TV to meet Liam's soft, pleading eyes.

"What's in it for me?" He questioned cheekily.

Liam just shrugged and whined, "please? My shoulders are sore..."

Louis made a mocking thoughtful sound and pretended to process the begging. He was perfectly happy to give his boyfriend a massage, but he also liked seeing him squirm.

"All that running around I did after you two weeks ago Tomlinson, you owe me, big time. Come on..." Liam complained impatiently. He probably shouldn't have gone to the gym yesterday before their early morning move from the hotel to the bus but it had been such a long time and he hadn't realised what an impact it'd have on him. He desperately wanted Louis' magic fingers digging into his aching muscles.

"I think that's a bit of an exaggeration..." Louis rolled his eyes playfully.

Liam scoffed as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, "it was like taking care of a six year old. You wouldn't even bath on your own."

"I was sick! I might've fallen asleep and drowned!" Louis protested. He was smiling though, he knew he was a fair amount of work when he was sick and for his first time Liam had done an exceptional job at maneuvering his way around Louis' strange and sometimes purely childish wants and needs. 

"Drama queen," Liam rolled his eyes.

"Hey now, that's no way to earn yourself a free massage," Louis wagged a finger.

Liam shrugged, "if it's free then I shouldn't have to earn anything."

After a moment Louis let out a false and exaggerated groan and picked himself up to crawl over and sit behind Liam. They locked eyes and shared a fond smile as Louis got into position and situated his hands on Liam's tight shoulders.

"Right here's good?" Louis pressed his finger tips into the space right beside the bones. Liam groaned in pleasure and slumped back, making Louis' arms shoot out to catch himself as the extra weight just about sent him off the couch. Liam caught him too with an apologetic grin, "right there's perfect."

Louis hummed and nodded as he got to work on Liam's shoulders, rubbing and prodding all the places he knew Liam liked best (okay, gonna stop there before this gets weird...)

After a while Liam kissed Louis' hand and Louis knew that he could stop now. He laid his head on Liam's shoulder and yawned widely, "feelin' better now?"

"Much," Liam replied contentedly, "you're way too good at that. I almost fell asleep."
Louis yawned again, muffling his face into Liam's soft T-shirt, "me too."
"Like a couple of old men we are, it's not even midday yet," Liam mumbled jokingly.
"At least we're out of bed," Louis pointed out with a glance towards the bunks where Harry and Niall had promptly disappeared as soon as they all loaded onto the bus that morning.
Liam chuckled in agreement, "true that."

"So how about something to eat, I'm feeling cereal," Louis hummed thoughtfully as he shuffled out from behind Liam.
Liam scrunched his face up, "nah, popcorn?"
"I wonder what they'd taste like together?" Louis' smile widened as Liam's face twisted even more so at the thought of the combination. He poked Liam's cheek, "what, doesn't that sound good?"
Liam rolled his eyes and patted Louis' bum as they both stood, "not at all, you weirdo."

Louis wanted to continue the banter session but the moment he was on his feet he found that his mouth was forcibly zipped shut as the ground span about beneath his feet When he looked straight ahead it was as if the walls were all whirling too, like some kind of sick eye trick. He gulped and reached out for Liam as the floor tilted dangerously below him.