So, I'm having a minor writer's block, so I'm not writing really fast, and the process takes a lot of time. Besides that: I have just finished my testweek, so I haven't had lots of time for writing, but I managed another chapter!
This is really fluffy and cute. I hope you like it. Read and Review.
I want to give a shout out to BTRlover17, she's an amazing person and super sweet. She also writes amazing fics, so go read those!
I also want to thank every single person that has reviewed on my fic. You're the reason I'm trying to overpower my writer's block,
Lastly, I want to apologize for not updating sooner, but I'm not promising that it will be better in the future. Sorry.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, or anything you may recognise.
"Kendall, sweetie, wake up," Christina Knight knocked on the door to her son's room.
Kendall groaned and coughed. He felt miserable. Christina opened the door in concern. Kendall looked terrible. He was pale and had dark circles under his eyes. He was trembling and sweating and had the blankets tightly around him. He was definitively ill.
"Oh sweetheart, don't move. I'm getting more blankets, a thermometer and some medicine. Do you want anything else?" his mother asked. Kendall smiled weakly at her.
"Can you get me some ibuprofen and a cup of tea. My throat hurts," Kendall said. His voice was really hoarse. He coughed again.
When his mother was out of his room, Kendall closed his eyes again. He hadn't had much sleep that night. He was so tired. He drifted off into an unpeaceful slumber.
Christina came back with blankets, medicine, ibuprofen and a thermometer. She put the thermometer in Kendall's mouth while she tucked him in with another blanket. The thermometer beeped, alerting her it was done.
She frowned as she saw his temperature.
"104, That's not good," she muttered to herself.
"You have a fever. Stay in bed and try to sleep some more, okay?" she said to Kendall.
"Thank god I only have to work this evening," she said as she walked out the door again, only to come back with a cup of tea.
Kendall smile gratefully and took it from her. He drank slowly. It soothed his throat a little bit.
When he finished it he closed his eyes again.
The next time Kendall woke up he felt nauseous. He jumped out of bed and sprinted towards the bathroom. He bend down over the toilet and threw up violently. His mother heard him and came running upstairs. She rubbed soothing circles on his back and comforted him.
When he was done she grabbed a tissue and wiped his face. She helped him up and put him back in bed. She tucked him in and gave him a kiss on his temple.
"I'll get you some more tea and some biscuits to settle your stomach. Also, Logan called; he'll be coming over later this afternoon. He wanted to check up on you and bring you your homework," Christina said.
Kendall smiled again. He was really excited that Logan would come over. He had hated that he couldn't come to school today to see him. He hadn't actually seen him at all since their date last Friday.
Christina went downstairs and came back with a tray with more medicine, ibuprofen, the thermometer, tea, biscuits, a bottle of water and a bowl with fruit.
"Open your mouth, sweetie," she said to her son. He obeyed and she put the thermometer in his mouth again.
"103.5, It went down a little, but it is still too high. Make sure you take your medicine and drink your tea, sweetheart. Try and eat something too. Call me when you need anything," she said worriedly. She stroke his hair and left again.
Kendall sat up and grabbed the medicine and the bottle of water and took them. Then he grabbed the tea and sipped carefully, not wanting to burn his tongue. He left the biscuits and fruit for what they were, not yet trusting his stomach to hold it in.
He laid back down and fell asleep again.
Kendall and his father were walking back from the rink. They had just played a game one to one and were laughing. It had been really fun. Kendall had for the first time defeated his dad. Steven Knight was really proud of him. They went out to get some drink to celebrate it. They walked into a nice looking café.
Steven ordered a coke for Kendall and a beer for himself. When they were done his dad paid and the two of them went home. They had to go through a dark alley. Two buff guys grabbed Kendall's arms. "Dad," he screamed. His father turned around and looked at his son in horror.
He then shook off his shock and lunged for his son's attackers. They pushed Kendall away and the three older men fighted.
"Daddy," Kendall screamed.
"Kendall, Kendall, wake up," someone was shaking him. Kendall tried to push them away. "Kendall, you're having a nightmare, wake up."
Kendall opened his eyes and looked in the concerned face of his crush. Logan was hovering over him and lightly stroke the tears from his cheek.
"Hey Kendall," Logan said softly. He continued caressing the blonde's cheek.
Kendall tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. He was still shaken by his nightmare. Logan smiled back brightly.
"So Logie, how was school?" Kendall asked, his voice still hoarse. Logan knew he was avoiding being questioned about his nightmare. He sat down next to Kendall and sighed.
"It was… school. Boring, and annoying and I missed you!"
Kendall smiled and patted Logan's hand before taking it in his own. He squeezed it lightly.
"I missed you too," Kendall said softly. Logan smiled.
They talked about everything that came to mind. Well it was mostly Logan talking, since Kendall's throat was hurting. He coughed a lot too.
While he was talking Logan had slid down and was now lying next to Kendall. Their hands linked and a permanent smile on their faces.
"Thanks for stopping by," Kendall said randomly.
Logan smiled fondly and said: "No problem, I love spending time with you. Even if I'm the only one who's talking."
Logan made Kendall eat the fruit that was still on the tray.
When Christina came in Kendall's room she smiled fondly at the sight in front of her. Kendall had fallen asleep with his head on Logan's chest. He was snuggled up against the smaller boy. The latter had one hand in Kendall's hair and stroke it softly.
"Would you like to stay over for dinner, Logan?" Christina asked.
"Sure, Mrs. Knight. Can you call my mom to let her know?" Logan said.
"That's okay, Logan, I already did. Can you wake Kendall up? I have to take his temperature again, she said.
Logan nodded and shook Kendall's shoulder. The blonde opened his eyes and smiled up to Logan.
"Hey, your mom wants to take your temperature," the brunette said gently.
Kendall then saw his mother at the door. She walked towards him and put the thermometer in his mouth.
"Your temperature has dropped to 101. Your fever is breaking," Christina said relieved as she retrieved the thermometer.
"Do you want something to eat. I can make you some chicken soup if you want," she asked her son.
"Yes, please," Kendall answered.
Christina smiled and went downstairs to get the boys something to eat.
When she got back both boys were sitting on Kendall's bed, their backs against the wall. She handed each of them a bowl of soup and went downstairs again so she could eat something herself.
Logan brought down the their bowls when they were done and Kendall laid back in his bed again.
"Kendall, I have to go back home to make my homework. But I'll come by tomorrow again, okay?" Logan said as he walked into Kendall's room.
"Okay, see you tomorrow again, Logie," Kendall said, disappointed that his friend couldn't stay longer, but happy with the promise of another visit tomorrow.
Logan walked up to Kendall and gave him a hug. The blonde surprised him when he held him tightly against him.
When Logan was gone, Kendall fell asleep again. He missed the warmth the brunette provided when he was lying next to him.
Being sick wasn't that bad when you have great company.
