"My belly..." Harry mumbled sadly as he wrapped his arms around his tender stomach, as if wrapping his arms around the nauseous organ would protect it from feeling any sicker. Harry had been complaining off and on about his stomach hurting since that morning and as it neared dinner time in Louis and Harry's household, Louis wondered if maybe Harry was coming down with something.
Louis hadn't taken it too seriously when Harry had woken up earlier than usual mentioning that his tummy was feeling a little iffy and the 7:00 am. that was written onto their bedside clock didn't even phase him because honestly Harry was always up early, giddy and all, arguing that "it was motivating!" to be that happy and awake so early.
It had worried him slightly whenever Harry had suddenly mentioned something about his stomach feeling off again later on whenever Louis was feeling a little more awake, around noon. Louis was drinking tea, perched up on the counter and Harry had been eating his avocado toast and then as if a switch had turned on he was mumbling a "be right back" as he headed in the direction of their bedroom.
Louis continued standing their, enjoying the silence of the afternoon, when he realized it had been nearing 4 minutes that Harry had been gone, toast long forgotten, and Louis set his tea down to go investigate.
In their bedroom Louis noticed the door leading to their bathroom was open but showed that the light was on, so he headed in. He found Harry sitting on the toilet, pants & briefs on the floor around his feet, with his head in his hand.
With furrowed brows Louis asked," You okay baby? What's going on?" Harry shot his head up with a start, not realizing that Louis had walked in. Harry had a grimace on his face, and seemed to be sweating an unnatural amount.
"It's my stomach again.... I don't know what's going on, I feel really bad." Harry groaned out as he clenched his stomach, then let it relax with a deep exhale. He was flushed and didn't look very well and judging by the way he was on the toilet, he seemed to be having some bowel issues.
"Did you have diarrhea? Can I get you something that you can take?" Louis asked concerned for his fiancé. They were long past the stages of being embarrassed to mention these types of things around each other and Louis just wanted to do something that could help his love. He was clearly in some sort of pain.
"Yeah, and it hurt really bad." Harry whimpered out,"Can you get me some medicine?" He whispered the last part brokenly just wanting something to relieve his stomach.
Louis went to their medicine cabinet in the bathroom pulling out various upset stomach and diarrhea medication that Harry actually quite frequently used. Louis knew that Harry had a weird tummy and he got upset stomachs easily so although he was concerned, this seemed just like a normal upset tummy that Harry dealt with frequently.
He dished out an upset stomach pill and a bowel relaxer that would hopefully calm his bowels, and handed them to Harry with a small cup of water from their sink. Harry took them quickly before finishing up his business and heading back for their bed.
Harry curled up on their bed, pulling Louis pillow into his stomach to give him something to put pressure on his belly. Louis closed their blinds so that the room would darken and Harry could rest, and hopefully get some sleep. Sleep was usually the key to Harry's tummy issues, and Louis assumed this one would be no different and left the room to let him rest.
Now it was later and Harry had woken up from his 2 hour nap feeling much better, no sign of stomachache in sight. He was glad, but noticed that he still seemed to feel a little lethargic but assumed it was because he had just woken up. He climbed out of bed slowly, walking through the house, in just his boxer briefs, in search of his lovely fiancé.
Harry found him, sat on the couch, and what seemed to be some sort of random Netflix movie playing on the screen in front of him. Louis turned to look as he heard footsteps step into the room and smiled a soft smile at the sight of Harry. "Hey handsome" he had said quietly as Harry walked the rest of the way to their couch to place himself next to Louis, curling up to him.
"You feeling better now? Did the medicine help?" Louis asked wanting to make sure the lovely boy in his arms was feeling better. Harry smiled back softly nodding his head mumbling that he felt much better. Louis was glad, he didn't like to see his baby not feeling good.
Hours later after finishing the movie and starting the next one is where we are now. Harry had groaned about his belly again and Louis looked to him with worry in his features. This was the 3rd time today Harry had complained about it, and Louis just did not know what was going on now.
"Is your belly feeling bad again?" Louis asked turning his gaze to Harry seeing him curl up around his stomach, arms hugging himself. This was really getting out of hand, Harry normally doesn't feel sick like this all day long.
"Mhmm.. I feel like m'gonna throw up now." Harry mentioned sadly, lip trembling just thinking about the gut wrenching gags and puke filling the toilet. Louis looked at him with an even more concerned gaze now. His poor baby.
"Oh love... I'm so sorry you're feeling ill, I don't know what's going on with you." Louis answered back, getting closer to Harry, pulling him into his side with a kiss on his forehead. He reached his hand out after, placing the back of his fingers on his forehead, cheek, and neck. He was warm.
"You're feeling a little warm lover, I think you might've caught something." Louis concluded knowing a fever had to mean some sort of virus coursing through Harry's body. He hated whenever Harry was feeling ill, it was just the worst thing to watch the love of your life be in that type of pain.
"I don't wanna get sick on the floor..." Harry mumbled out playing with his bottom lip, pulling it between his fingers nervously. He had always gotten nervous whenever he felt like he might throw up, and now was no different.
"Let me get a bowl just in case and then we can just cuddle up and relax while watching a movie okay? Does that sound okay?" Louis questioned wanting to make sure that Harry was going to feel comfortable. He knew that making Harry sit in front of the toilet till he vomited was just going to make him more upset, so they'd stay here.
Louis left and came back quickly holding one of their many bowls before setting it on the floor next to the couch, within easy reach, and close enough if Harry only had time to lean over the couch and be sick. Harry swallowed hard, feeling acid hit the back of his throat, the sick feeling growing in his already turning tummy.
Louis continued their film, pulling Harry slightly on top of him so that Harry could cuddle into him, and hopefully feel better before the nausea got the best of him.
It didn't seem like that was going to be the case though. Harry felt his belly churn and his mouth started to fill with saliva, and that feeling you get right before you throw up came over Harry quickly, giving him hot flashes as he slightly sat up and let out a dry gag his hand flying to cup around his mouth. Louis' eyes popped, his attention suddenly all on Harry, as he rushed to grab for the sick bowl whenever Harry let out another retch, this one filling his mouth with hot, chunky vomit.
Louis got the bowl situated under Harry's chin whenever the sick started to seep through the cracks in Harry's fingers and he removed his hand quickly, keeping his hand in the bowl slightly so he didn't get his puke anywhere else.
Harry let out another sick sounding gag that had his back arching forward, his shoulders hunching, and his head neared the bowl even more and another gross round of sick made its way up and into the bowl. Louis had to look away as the sight of Harry being sick like that made his heart break. But he quickly turned his attention back, pushing back the sweaty bunch of hair that had fallen onto his sweaty forehead.
"Oh love.. oh my, it's okay, just breathe." He tried his best to calm his love the best he could, but knew that he'd only feel better once he was done being sick. Harry coughed and gagged again this time a much smaller amount of his stomachs contents hitting the bowl.
Harry let out a sad sounding whimper and a sniffle, wiping at his nose with his clean hand. He was done. He was empty. He pushed for the bowl to be away from him, so that its gut churning contents didn't make him sick all over again.
Louis pulled it away and rushed it off to the kitchen to clean out, returning as quickly as he could with a cool, wet cloth, a towel, and a bottle of water. He sat next to Harry on the couch, helping him to clean off his hand with the dry towel before using the wet cloth to wipe at Harry's mouth and nose.
Harry took the cloth holding it to his mouth as he continued to clean his face of any sick that managed to make its way on his face. He took some deep breaths before holding his hand out for the bottle of water, small sips quenching his thirst.
"You feeling a bit better baby?" Louis asked quietly as he watched Harry with sad eyes, hoping his baby was feeling at least marginally better after all that.
"Kinda" Harry whimpered out brokenly still feeling his sore stomach and tiredness from the day, but at least he wasn't nauseous anymore. Louis made a sad sound as he pulled Harry in for a loose hug mumbling sweet reassurances in his ear as Harry teared up a bit.
"I'm sure you'll be feeling a lot better once you get a good nights sleep, and take some more medicine so let's do that, and get you into bed okay?" Louis responded and Harry agreed lazily, following Louis into their bathroom to take more medicine.
Once Harry was loaded up with medicine to last him through the night, Louis got him set up in bed, with water and a bucket on his nightstand and pulled back the sheets for Harry to get in. Once in bed Louis walked around to his side of the bed, curling up around Harry, who was the little spoon of course, rubbing his belly softly with his fingertips.
With a whispered I love you both boys were out like a light from the long day of sickness.
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