Vomit

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TW- Vomiting

No matter what Connor did he couldn't sleep, it was too hot, too cold, he was sweaty and gross, and his head was pounding his stomach was churning which cause him to sit up not wanting to throw up in his bed. He always hated throwing up
He slowly got up making his way to the bathroom, he could taste blood in his mouth and felt the bile rise in his throat
He bolted into the bathroom and fell tot he floor just getting the toilet lid open, his body shook with pressure as chunks of his dinner spilled out from his mouth, he gagged and sobbed.

"Honey was that Connor?" Larry groaned hearing footsteps rushing out of his sons room
Before Cynthia could respond they heard was the toilet lid slamming open
"Oh shit," Cynthia whispered and rushed out of bed grabbing her nightgown and pulling it on

She found Connor hand over his eyes breathing heavy but if vomit covering his shirt and chin leaning against the bathtub
"Oh sweetie,". She whispered
Connor uncovered his eyes
"Ma," he whimpered
Cynthia smiled sadly and made her way over to the bath turning it on and knelt in front of Connor
" it's okay," she whispered and reaches her hand out to touch his forehead
"Oh dear your burning up, no wonder you don't feel well," she frowned
She turned off the water from the bathtub
"Come on in the tub,"

Connor groaned and pulled his shirt off and threw it across the bath room
"Mum can you turn around," he croaked
"Oh sure sweetie," she smiled and turned
Connor pulled his boxer shorts off and got into the bath pulling his knees up to his chin "okay,"
Cynthia turned twisting the dry wash cloth in her hands
She knelt down and dunked the wash cloth in the water and started rubbing connors back
She hummed a soft melody and Connor shut his eyes.

Connor crawled back into his bed after Cynthia blow dried his hair he flopped onto the bed and his mum placed a cold wash cloth in his forehead he felt sleep take over him.

Evan walked into class prepared to see Connor his boyfriend at the seat of the back of the class, but he wasn't there he sat down in connors seat he traced his finger across the C+E  carved into the desk, Connor did it  with his pocket knife when they first started dating.

"Zoe, where's Connor," Evan asked
"Idiots sick,"
"Is anyone home?"
"No, dads at work mums out getting him medicine,"
Evan nodded and grabbed his bag
"Where are you going,"
"To look after Connor,"
Zoe smiled.

Evan opened the door, and made his way olio stairs and to connors room
Once he opens the door he saw Connor still passed out on his bed a bucket next to it
He could smell  puke and sighed and silently cleaned out the bucket and
Sat in the room and did he homework's
"Ev, what are you doing here you'll get sick," Connor groaned
"I don't care, I'm looking after you, I love you," evan explained

Connor smiled
And flung himself over the bed vomiting into the bucket
"Fuck," he coughed
" oh sweetie," Evan whispered and rubbed his back
Connor lifted his head and realised he was inches away from evans face and he pulled back
"Why'd you do that?" Evan asked
"Vomit breath," Connor responded
Evan chuckled the kissed connors forehead
Both of them didn't notice Cynthia open connors door she smiled and lent against the door frame watching Evan pull the sheets up over Connor and kiss him once again on his forehead and whispered something to him cuss watched as Connor wiggled over and Evan slipped in beside him and pulled Connor onto his chest Connor fell asleep almost instantly
She placed the paper bag of medicine on the bed side and jumped when Evan turned his head
"Hey mrs Murphy," Evan smiled
" hey Evan, how is he?" She asked softly
" he threw up, but wasn't that long ago," he answered
" poor boy, alright I'm going to go make some noodle soup,"
"Okay,"
She left the room

Evan kissed Connors sweaty head
He was going to nurse Connor back to health he curled around Connor and fell asleep himself.

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