(A/N): This is a sick fluffy fic and it's exactly what you'd expect from those imbeciles. Everyone is alive in this and no one dies. Enjoy and Peace <3

Luke's POV

I woke up feeling like shit in an empty bed. The loft and the garage as a whole were empty. This is strange because I remember going with Reggie curled up against me. Maybe he went back to his room in the house. The Molinas ended up taking Alex and Reggie in. Reggie's parents probably didn't even notice he was gone with all of their fighting. And if they did, they probably started fighting over which one of them drove him out. Bunch of idiots I'll tell you. Alex's parents threw him out after they found him kissing Willie in his bedroom. Ray was kind enough to take both of them in. I ended up patching things up with my parents after a near-death experience with some bad hotdogs. I still sleep in the garage sometimes though. Usually with the guys.

I'm glad Reggie isn't here though, wouldn't want him to catch whatever I have. I have a massive headache and I feel sore all over. My nose is runny too and... great now I'm sneezing. I've felt my temperature shift at least twice since I've woken up. The garage door opened and I had to force myself to sit up and see who entered.

"Good Morning Luke!" Julie said in a sing-song voice. I just groaned and laid back down. I could hear her climb up the latter and into the loft. "Woah, are you okay? You look pale." Another sneeze forced itself out. "And you're sneezing. Hold on I'm gonna go get a thermometer." She quickly descended the latter and ran out of the garage. I was back to being alone in bed. After a few moments footsteps could be heard quickly approaching. Since Julie just said that she'd be back, I assumed it was her. A dry cough ravaged my lungs. It feels like someone is just attacking my body.

Someone's arms wrapped around my body and cuddled into it. I already knew who it was because all of my friends feel a certain way.

"Reggie you can't cuddle with me right now. I'm sick and I don't want you to catch it." My voice was hoarse and it hurt a little to speak. He didn't let go though.

"If you're sick, I'm gonna cuddle you til your better. Cuddling solves everything." I wanted to laugh but I'm afraid it would hurt too much. His optimism and adorableness are amazing. But I don't want him sick too. I tried pushing him off but he held on. After a while, I just stopped because I ran out of strength. Another sneeze.

Julie walked back in with a thermometer in her hand. As soon as she saw Reggie she told him he had to leave. He put up a fight but as soon as that Julie glare came, it was over. She took my temperature and surprise surprise it was 101.2º. How fun. Another sneeze. Reggie grabbed a tissue box off of the coffee table and brought it up to me.

"Thanks, Reg." I blew my nose and tossed the now-soiled tissue into the wire trash bin that had been brought to me. It took a good four more before I felt like I could breathe again. Partially at least.

"Alex is making you some soup as we speak. He should be done soon so that should help you feel better." Julie said. Alex has always been a great cook. He was a much better baker but he knows his way around the kitchen. As much as my stomach doesn't seem amused at the idea of eating, I will force the food down my throat. Reggie went back to his job of cuddling and at this point we just let him stay. No point in denying him his cuddles.

Alex came walking in with Willie by his side. He set his skateboard and helmet down by the door. Alex stretched up and set the food down on the loft after Julie came down. He then climbed up and held the tray up for me.

"Sit up Luke, it's time to eat. And you better eat it or so help me I will-" I had to cut him off because I'm not sure I wanna hear what he says next.

"I'm gonna eat it, Alex. Damn." I sat up with a little bit of a struggle and some help from Reggie. Another sneeze and a few more tissues later and I'm soup ready. Alex hands me the bowl and I dug in. It was heavenly. Maybe I died and this is the afterlife. I wouldn't mind. Reggie was still stuck to my side with a loose grip as I ate. The second I finished though, he was back on me. But no just him, everyone. They all came in for a group cuddle even though I'm sick. They're a bunch of idiots... but they're my idiots. Even Willie joined the cuddle. And in that moment, that sick and loving moment, I felt complete. I will never find a better family than this one right in front of me.

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The dumbfucks all ended up sick after I got better. We need more impulse control. But considering Alex and Julie are our impulse control, we don't stand a chance. I still cuddled them when they were sick because I know they couldn't give it back to me. We never learn, do we? Well, in sickness and in health, we're there for each other. But mark my words, if I ever have to take care of 4 whine and sick teenagers again, I'm gonna end it via hotdog. How you may ask? I don't know but I'll figure it out.