5sos imagines

How he is when you're sick

Calum

My eyes shot open and I quickly jumped out of bed. I ran along to the bathroom and quickly knelt down by the toilet, throwing the lid open before vomiting into the bowl. I vomited again before I felt Calum gently take the hair out of my face. I sighed as I held the rim of the toilet.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I think so. I think I'm done." I muttered, moving to sit on the floor next to the toilet.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I don't know." I responded.

"You think you might be pregnant?" he questioned, looking worriedly at me. I shook my head.

"I'm on birth control. I'm not pregnant, I'm sick." I mumbled.

"I'm not sure which is worse." He joked.

"I've just let last night's pizza come back up, I'm not in the mood for your anti-kids shit." I muttered.

"You know that I'm only joking, you know I want kids." He chuckled. I nodded before resting my head against the counter.

"Let's get you back into bed." Calum sighed as he stood up from the side of the bath.

"I'm going to vomit again if I move." I breathed.

"Fine, we'll do this another way." He decided.

"What?" I asked. He walked towards me and picked me up from the floor bridal style.

"What if I get you sick too?" I asked as he carried me back to our bedroom.

"I have a strong immune system." He chuckled as he put me down on the bed and covered my body with the covers.

"Mum used to make this tea which helps with vomiting, I'll ask her for the recipe tomorrow." He spoke before kissing my head.

"Thanks, babe." I muttered before closing my eyes.

Luke

I slowly peeled my eyes open as I bent over the side of the bed and let out a loud cough. I coughed again before leaning back against the pillows. Suddenly, Luke appeared at the doorway, looking worried.

"Stay away, Luke, I don't want to get you sick." I muttered.

"Are you okay?" he asked, walking quickly into the room.

"Luke, seriously, you've got that show in a couple of days, you can't get sick." I mumbled.

"I don't care, I love you and I'm going to take care of you." He promised. I shook my head.

"Luke, please-."

"Shush. You're not going to get better unless someone looks after you and since we're the only ones who live in this apartment, that job is mine." He spoke, gently taking my face in his hands. I sighed, knowing that I wouldn't be able to change his mind.

"Fine. But only do what you have to, don't stay too close to me for too long." I spoke.

"Okay, babe." He smiled before grabbing the glass of water that was sat on my bedside table and putting it to my lips. I drank it quickly.

"Okay, I'll get you some cough medicine." He spoke as he quickly rushed out of the room. Soon, he came back in, holding a small plastic cup full of pink liquid.

"Open." He spoke. I parted my lips slightly, letting him pour the liquid into my mouth before he put the water to my lips again.

"Thank you." I sighed as I lay back again.