Sturniolo Triplets sickfics

this was a request from someone (not saying who). They didn't say what type of illness so I hope this is okay!

if you don't like the mentions of flem, don't read this. it has a lot of that in this chapter.

Chris has been feeling bad all day. He had a bit of a sore throat, stuffy nose, and a headache. He thought it was just allergies, but boy was he wrong...

The triplets were filming a car video. The idea is, 'They're a 10 but they...etc etc.'. Chris has coughed almost the entire video, making his throat hurt worse.

He sneezes into his arm, and pinches the bridge of his nose after. "You alright?" Matt asks, his brows furrowed in concern.

"My allergies, dude. Non-stop coughing and sneezing all day" He sniffs, his voice giving away how bad the congestion really is.

"Well, were almost done filming, so" Nick shrugs, then looks back at the phone. "They're a ten, but they say 'sowwy and pwease'".

"Thats is terrible. Thats makes me want to throw up" He states. "I'm gonna start doing that" Chris jokes.

"If you do that-" Nick cuts himself off. Chris holds up a hand, "Ok, but like if Matt said, 'Chris do your laundry' and I'm like, 'No', and hes like, 'Do it now', I'll be like, 'Ok fine i'm sowwy".

Matt laughs. "Thats terrible! Theres is literally no reason for a person over the age of fucking four to be acting like that" Nick scolds, pointing his finger at Chris.

"Sowwy" Chris chuckles, which makes all three of them burst into laughter. Chris' laughter turns into coughing, which makes him hold up a finger.

He pats his chest, "God". They finish up the rest of the video, and as Matt drives home, he feels himself getting weaker and weaker. He starts feeling terrible.

They get home, and all Chris wants to do is to collapse onto his bed, and sleep. So he does. He changes into his sleep clothes, and he sleeps.

middle of the night

Chris wakes up at 1 am. He feels absolutely terrible. He can't breathe through his nose, his throat hurts like a bitch, and everytime he tries to breathe through his mouth, he can't. It feels like something is blocking his airway. 

He has a terrible taste in his mouth. He breathes in through his mouth, which sends him into a coughing fit, which sends his hand flying up under his mouth in time to catch the flem that he just coughed up.

He grimaces in disgust at the thick, yellow, sputum in his hand. He gets up to go to the bathroom so he can wash his hands.

After cleaning his hands, he goes into another coughing fit, which sends more sputum up and out of his mouth, almost making him gag.

"Matt?". He looks over at the closed door when he hears Nick. "No, its Chris" He croaks out. Nick opens the door, and pokes his head in, "Why are you up?".

"I think I'm sick. I just coughed up a shit ton of mucus and my throat hurts so bad. I feel like shit" He sighs, leaning against the counter.

Nick comes in the bathroom, and puts his hand against Chris' forehead, "Yep, you definitely have a fever".

Chris groans. "Go lay down, I'll get medicine and stuff". He nods, and heads back to his room. Nick opens the medicine cabinet, and grabs some cough medicine, nasal spray, and some cough drops. He brings it to Chris' room.

"Here, take the cough drops if you want them, but take this." He hands the cough medicine and nasal spray to Chris, who gladly takes it.

He quickly downs the medicine, grimacing at the taste, and he does the spray. He lays back down in bed, and harshly rubs his eyes, "Ugh".

"My head is pounding". Before Nick can respond, Matt comes in, rubbing his eyes. "Why are y'all up?" He asks.

"Chris is sick" Nick points. Matt snaps his head to look at him, "How?". "The fuck you mean 'how'? Hes complaining of a sore throat and stuff" He explains.

"Chris, you okay?". Chris just nods, his arm still over his eyes. "Lets go back to bed and see how he is tomorrow" Nick declares, to which Matt nods. So they both depart back to their own rooms.

The next day

Chris coughed all night long. He didn't go back to sleep until 5 am. Now its 10 pm, Nick and Matt are awake making breakfast.

Chris sits up in bed. His throat hurts worse than before, his ears feel like they have pressure inside of them. Like when you go on an airplane, and the pressure makes your ears hurt, that's what it feels like.

He swings his legs over the side of the bed, and heads down stairs. "Morning, Chris. How you feel?" Nick asks.

Chris tries to respond, but he can't. When he tries to force a noise out, it comes out as a croaked squeak.

Matt whips his head around at the noise, "What the hell?". Chris puts his hand up to his throat, and he tries to speak again, but it comes out as the same croaked squeak.

He starts to panic, and its visible in his face. "Chris, calm down. You probably just lost your voice".

After that, the day passes by inn a blur. Chris sleeps the whole day, while Nick and Matt watch shows on netflix.

Surprisingly, Chris sleeps through the night, and the next morning, he wakes up with his voice back.

His throat doesn't hurt as bad, but its still there. His nose is running now, better than being congested though.

Chris watches movies with Nick and Matt, and by the next day, he's almost fully better. 

I didn't really know how to end this, so I hope this is okay! Sorry if its not exactly what you expected.