Prompt: Sick Virgil (he's only ever been "sick" when he took the potion when he was a kid, so this is kinda like his first time actually being sick)

Yalls ready for cute worried fluff?? Cause I know I aaam
There's actually another sick chapter coming up, that ones gunna be cute as well.
Anywho, I hope yalls are ready!
Warning: there will be puking in this.

Virgil sluggishly blinked his eyes open, wincing at the bright sunlight that shined in his face and made his head hurt, and groaned softly before burying his face into one of his pillows.

His skin was broiling and sensitive to the fabric of his blanket and sheets that suddenly felt too rough to sleep on.

He kicked away his blankets, and shivered slightly despite still feeling really warm.

Why was it so hot, it was the middle of autumn?

His warm skin felt sticky with sweat, and his limbs moved sluggishly when he pushed himself into sitting up, only to groan as his vision spun and he felt incredibly light headed.

He took a few shaky breaths as he waited for the bout of dizziness to lessen, letting out a shaky sigh when he managed to slide his eyes open again, not realizing he had closed them in the first place.

The sun still hurt his eyes and his head, so he gracelessly stumbled out of bed and closed the curtains, gripping the thick yet smooth fabric tightly as his head spun again.

He took a shaky deep breath before making his way across the room to his wardrobe, pulling out the softest and looses clothes he had, which were the black pants he trained in and a pale blue blouse-like shirt he'd stollen from Patton.

The fabric still scratched at his skin despite how soft it usually was, and he groaned softly at the idea of wearing shoes today. He could probably get away without them couldn't he? Yeah, yeah he could he didn't have anything important to do.

He ran his fingers through his hair before making his way out of his room and down the stairs, ignoring the slightly concerned glances his guards shared before they followed him, and maybe they walked closer than they usually did but Virgil didn't really care right now.

He barely made it to the stairs before someone was in front of him.

"Virgil you okay? I called your name but you didn't answer?"

Virgil couldn't tell who it was, his eyes slipping closed, but he decided to take a guess and hope he was right as he tried to force his eyes open.

"Oh, sorry Roman, I didn't hear you." He mumbled as he rubbed his face.

"...I'm patton," the person, apparently Patton, said, and Virgil could hear the frown in his voice. "Sweetie are you okay?" He asked.

Virgil didn't say anything, and a few seconds later felt a hand pressed to his forehead.

"Oh Virgil, you have a fever sweetheart." Patton said, "you shouldn't be out of bed right now."

"Hmmm 'm fine I have lesssons to doo..." he mumbled as he tried to wave Patton's hands away, but missed entirely.

"Can you go get Roman and Logan? They're in the dining room with Virgil's parents," he heard Patton said, "ands year call for a nurse? I'm going to take him back to his room."

"Nooo," Virgil whines softly, "pat I have stuff to do."

"And you can do that stuff later Virgil, right now you need to go back to bed." Patton said, before leading Virgil back the way he'd come.

"But pat-"

"No buts mister, you're getting back to bed and I will fight anyone who tries to make you do anything today and maybe even tomorrow except rest and get better." Patton said.

Then Virgil was being pushed down onto a bed, and when did they get back to his room? Weren't they just walking?

He heard new voices, and felt a hand on his cheek, which he instinctively leaned into with a small whine. Why did his head hurt? Why was it so warm? Who was talking and what where they saying?

He eventually managed to force his eyes open, and groaned softly at the bright light as he immediately snapped them shut.

"Hold on a minute." A voice said, and a few seconds later the light had significantly dimmed.

He slowly opened his eyes again, and blinked a few times before looked over at his side.

"Roman?" He asked softly as he looked up at his boyfriend.

"Hey Virgil." Roman said softly with a small smile as he sat down on a chair next to Virgil's bed.

"Roman- what happen? I feel like I got kicked by a horse." He mumbled.

"You're sick love, although it shouldn't have hit you this hard," Roman said as he gently cupped Virgil's cheek, and Virgil quickly nuzzled against his palm. "Have you been feeling okay these past few days?"

"Bit dizzy, real sleepy, gross." Virgil mumbled as he let his eyes slide close.

"Why didn't you tell anyone?" He asked, and virgil could practically hear the frown in his voice.

"Thought it was nothing." Virgil mumbled with a small yawn.

"Hey stay awake a bit longer," Roman said as he gently nudged Virgil's shoulder, "Patton's making you soup and should be back soon, and Logan's talking with the nurse." He said, "they probably want to check on you, you worried us quite a bit."

Virgil whined softly, "didn't mean to worry you." He mumbled.

"I know sweetie." Roman said as he gently rubbed Virgil's cheek with his thumb, "but we're gunna worry if you're sick and pass out for almost an hour."

"I passed out?"

"Yeah you did, have Patton quite a scare since you weren't responding." Roman said, "then me and lo showed up with the nurse and started looking you over, you should be fine with a few days of bed rest and plenty of fluids." He said.

"I'm sorry," Virgil said, and his eyes stung with a sudden batch of tears.

"Hey hey it's okay, no need to cry babe," Roman soothes softly, leaning forwards and pressing a kiss to Virgil's forehead. "None of us are upset with you, we just want to take care of you, okay?"

Virgil sniffed slightly and nodded.

"Good," Roman said softly.

Virgil dozed off a bit after that, despite Roman asking him to stay awake. He wasn't fully asleep, and heard soft singing which he assumed was roman. Then the next thing he knew he was being carefully sat up while someone called his name.

He sluggishly blinked his eyes open, and looked up to see Patton.

"Hey there Virge," Patton said as he gave him a smile, "I have some soup and water for you, and Logan's here now." Patton said as he gestured to Logan who stood a bit behind patton. "How are you feeling?"

"Sleepy." Virgil mumbled as his head lolled to the side, only for a hand to gently push it back up right. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Roman sitting behind him, propping him up on his chest.

Patton's laugh drew his attention back to his other boyfriend.

"I'm sure you're very sleepy, but you gotta eat and drink some water before going back to bed okay?"

" 'm not hungry." Virgil mumbled as he leaned back against Romans chest and nuzzled him, inky to whine as Roman sat him back up.

"Just half the bowl? Please?" Patton asked.

Virgil whined softly but reluctantly nodded.

He watched through half lidded eyes as Patton scooped up a spoonful of the soup, gently blew on it, before offering it to Virgil, who opened his mouth and took the bite without much thought about that fact that Patton was feeding him, too tired to car.

They got about a third of the way through the soup before he shook his head, saying he couldn't take any more. He managed another bite before refusing again, and only took a few sips of water before leaning back against Romans chest.

"Sleeep now?" He asked softly, drawing out his words a bit.

"Yes you can sleep now," Logan said softly, before gently laying a soft but damp cloth on his forehead. It felt really good on Virgil's heated skin, and he hummed softly as he practically melted against Romans chest, falling asleep a few seconds later.

He woke up a few more times throughout the day, but only for short amounts of time. At one point his parents where there, them another time Roman was singing again, then Logan was telling a story about bees or something to him, then Patton was gently carding his fingers through his hair.
He was barely awake for these moments, and even then he rarely spoke.

He wasn't fully awake until some point that evening when Patton woke him up again, and tried to coax him into eating a bit of pudding. But his tongue felt fat and heavy in his mouth, and his throat felt dry and he could barely swallow it, but he managed half a glass of water.

"We're gunna stay with you tonight okay? Just tell us if you need anything." Patton said softly.

We? It was only then that Virgil noticed Roman and Logan sitting on either side of him, and he felt a bit bad for not noticing them, but neither of them seemed to mind.

"Do you need anything before bed?" Roman asked softly.

Virgil hummed softly, "bathroom?" He said, although it sounded more like a question.

"Of course," Logan said, "would you like one of us to go with you?"

Virgil shook his head, his cheeks flushed from embarrassment. "No, but can you help me up please?" He asked.

Roman quickly helped him up and out of bed, and walked next to him as he made his way across the room to his bathroom.

When he was finished Roman helped him back to bed, and he felt exhausted, quickly falling asleep curled up against Romans side.

He woke up again later that night, and quickly clambered out of bed and to the bathroom, before throwing up what little he'd managed to eat that day. After there was nothing left he was stuck dry heaving, tears running down his face as he cried each time his body tried to puke but nothing came out except for the occasional mouthful of stomach acid that burned his throat and his nose.

It wasn't until he finally stopped that he noticed the gentle hands on his back and the soothing words being muttered too him.

He was gently pulled upright, and someone quickly cleaned up his face as he panted and whimpered weakly, and he barely registered someone softly muttering comforting words into his ear before he felt someone pick him up and carry him back to bed.

He didn't wake up again until morning the next day with a horrible headache that had him whimpering and hiding under the blankets with a pillow covering his face.

The others tried to sooth him, and the headache eventually died down after a few hours.

Logan and Patton forced him to drink a bit of water and eat some crackers sinc eh had thrown everything up last night, but he still wasn't hungry and only managed a few sips and a small handful of the crackers.

He slept most of the day away again, only waking up for an extended period of time when the nurse came back to see if he was getting better.

Then he slept through the rest of the day again, and only woke up when Patton tried to get him to drink more water and take him to the bathroom.

The next day was better though, since he stayed awake for most of the day, but he still stayed in bed with the others.

He didn't throw up and managed to eat two thirds of his soup that day, which made Patton ecstatic.

The next day he was basically back to normal, but they forced him to stay in bed again.

The other then told him what all had happened from their point of view, and scolded him for not telling them sooner.

He apologized many times, and they quickly forgave him and resorted to cuddling him as 'punishment' for making them worry, telling him he wasn't allowed out of their sight for the next week.

It wasn't all that bad now that he thought about it while he was better. It felt like he had been dying at the time, but the others took care of him and he appreciate it.

But now he agreed that being sick was awful, and hoped he wouldn't get sick again for a while.

And ta-da another chapter.
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