Treebros Oneshots

Sickfic

Trigger warnings: Puking, your basic sickfic

Connor couldn't sleep. Now, while that wasn't unusual, this was different.

Beads of sweat were running down his forehead, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. He tried to turn around so he was facing Evan, but stopped when the pain in his stomach made its presence clear. His stomach felt like it was doing somersaults, one right after the other.

All of a sudden, a wave of nausea hit him like a truck. He tried his best to swallow down each gag, but gave in and ran to the bathroom.

Evan felt the weight change when Connor ran out of the room, but didn't actually pay attention until he heard the gut wrenching sounds coming from the bathroom.

"Connor!"

Evan crouched on the floor beside Connor, pulling the sick boys hair into a ponytail.

"Don't feel so good, Ev." He mumbled, after he had finally stopped emptying the contents of his stomach.

"I know. Come on, rinse your mouth and grab some of my old pj's." Connor nodded.

He took the paper bathroom cup from Evan's hand and swished the faucet water around, trying to get rid of the disgusting, sour taste in his mouth.

Connor laid his head on Evan's shoulder as he guided Connor back to bedroom. He handed him an old pair of shorts and a pajama shirt, and took the sweat stained ones into their own laundry basket.

"Open up."

Connor did as he was instructed and Evan waited for the beep to tell him his results. He frowned upon seeing the red screen.

"101.2. Okay, that's not very high. Do you feel any better?" Connor nodded. "Okay, I remember my mom saying it's better to keep your body cool than to sweat it out, so..." he took the comforter off and left only the turquoise sheet on.

"Thank you." He whispered, still scared from the last time he opened his mouth.

"You don't have to thank me for taking care of you, Connor. Now, stay here, I'm gonna go get you some water and bring up a garbage can."

As he watched Evan trot down the stairs, his eyelids started to droop down, but just minutes later, he felt Evan shake his shoulder.

"Hey, I know you wanna get back to sleep, but I just want you to take a few sips of water, not a lot, just like three or four sips." Evan handed him the bottle and watched him swallow small amounts of water. He put the bottle on his nightstand when he was done. 

Once he made sure Connor knew he placed a garbage can beside him, he crawled into bed next to him and massaged his boyfriends aching muscles.

"Get some sleep, Con."

And boy, you didn't have to tell him twice. He snuggled into the pillow and closed his eyes, passing out in mere minutes.

After watching the rising and falling of the sick boys chest, Evan convinced himself to try and sleep too.

Evan knew this sickness would pass eventually, and he knew he wouldn't leave Connor's side until it did.

Ugh, I'm posting so late, sorry. School is hell and I met up with a friend today, so yeah. In other news, I just laughed so hard watching Family Guy with my dad because they made a DEH joke that water came out my nose (no one cares Bee)
Night everyone 🙃