(If you have a family member that has Ebola I apologize but don't worry Ryan doesn't actually have Ebola it's just a joke)
(So yeah Ryan/Cry POV)
I groaned, shifting around under the heated blanket. I was really fucking sick. My stomach felt like shit. Literal, shit.
Felix made a quiet 'awh' noise and pulled my head onto his lap, playing with my hair. I looked up at him, reaching my hand up and holding his, squeezing it.
"Do you want anything to eat? Or drink?" He said softly, bringing my hand up to his face and kissing it. I sighed.
"Ginger ale?" I said, smiling weakly. He smiled, carefully moving my head off of his lap and onto a pillow. I gagged a little. Seriously, what the hell is going on in my stomach? It sounds like a dragon is having sex with a dinosaur.
"On a scale from 1 to 5, how bad do you feel?" Felix said, walking over to me, holding a cup full of ginger ale.
"I feel like I have Ebola." I said, somehow managing to sit up and taking the cup.
"That bad, huh? Poor baby." Felix said, sitting next to me and pulling me close to him, kissing my temple. I sipped from the cup of ginger ale, snuggling closer to him.
"I wish you weren't sick so I could kiss you." He said, frowning a little and rubbing my side, because that's where his hand was. I shivered a little, and sighed, nodding.
"Do you wanna go to the doctor?" He asked, and I shook my head. I fucking hate doctors, and I was not in the mood to move.
"Do you... Want anything to eat?" I shook my head.
"Do you... Want to watch tv?" I shook my head.
"Do you... Wanna go take a nap?" I nodded, and Felix took the cup of ginger ale and set it down on the coffee table. He then lifted me up, bridal style, and carried me to the bedroom. I groaned, holding my stomach. It literally sounded like a dragon was fucking a dinosaur in the ass.
"Are you gonna throw up?" Felix asked, and I shrugged. He set me down on the bed and pulled the covers over me. He got up to leave, but I grabbed his arm.
"What, you want me to stay here? I don't wanna get Ebola." He said, whining. I rolled my eyes and pulled him down on the bed. He whined in protest, so I grabbed his face and made him look at me.
"I am going to kiss you if you don't shut up, which will make you sick. And my stomach, literally fucking sounds like a dragon is fucking a dinosaur in the ass. Now, shut the fuck up, and let me snuggle with you." I said, and let go of his face, burying my face in his chest. He huffed, and wrapped his arms around me.

The only good thing about being sick is that I don't have to do any work and I get to snuggle with Felix.

A/N
This oneshot sucks and I hate it