A/n: ^V^

AU where everyone lives together in a house because why not? ^_^

TW: sickness and vomiting

"No Patton, you can't make dinner" Virgil sighed.

"Why noooooot" Patton groaned, dragging the word out.

"Because, love, you're sick. Also, it's only two pm, no need to even start" He explained.

"Can I make it later?" Patton asked.

"No, Pat, you're sick and need rest"

Patton pouted, "but Roman can't cook, Logan will burn the house down somehow making cereal, Remus will probably cook with sex toys, Janus will probably poison the food, and you just down right don't want to do it"

"You know us so well. All of that is true, but I will do it for my sick little sunflower" Virgil said in a soft voice, kissing Patton on the nose a few times, making Patton giggle cutely.

"You're adorable" Virgil smiled, cuddling into his boyfriend, who quickly fell asleep.

Virgil wished he could stay, but first of all, Patton was sick and he shouldn't cuddle a sick person for obvious reasons, and secondly, he totally lied to Patton. It was six thirty pm, not two pm.

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"Dinner's ready!" Virgil yelled from the kitchen.

"Wow this looks good, Patton!" Roman said when he got downstairs, not knowing Patton wasn't there.

"Actually, I made it" Virgil said, smirking at the look on Roman's face.

"Wow, emo nightmare can cook, babe" Roman said to his boyfriend, Janus.

"Why is there a chicken roast, mashed potatoes, corn, apple pie, and lasagna on this table?" Logan asked suspiciously, "is it poisoned?

"No I don't have the guts to poison you guys no matter how much I want to" Virgil deadpanned.

"Where's Patton?" Remus asked after his mouth wasn't full of Logan's lips

"He's pretty sick, so I'm making him some soup that i'm going to bring up to him." Virgil explained, waiting for the soup to be ready.

"How come I don't ever get to cook?" Remus pouted.

"Patton said you'd most likely cook with sex toys like Markiplier did" Virgil told him, putting the now ready soup into a bowl for his boyfriend and then bringing it upstairs to him.

"Oh yeah, you guys can just eat now" Virgil told them.

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Patton woke up with heavy eyelids which he had to force open in the dark room.

He looked at the clock next to his table.

Seven fifty three.

His body felt heavy as he tried to get up but couldn't.

His throat hurt really bad and he was drooling up spit a lot, and it felt like he would puke at any second.

Which he did.

He rolled over onto his stomach, lifted himself up with his arms and hands, and then proceeded to lean over the bed and puke all over the floor.

As the vomit came out of him, feeling like acid against his throat, he started to tear up and cry a little.

He hated being sickz

When he finished, he collapsed back onto his bed and fell asleep again, only for his eyes to shoot back open when he felt something he hasn't felt in a long time.

The feeling of wetting his bed. (A/n: would this count as a trigger?)

Patton's heart sped up in panic when he fully realized what happened.

He puked on the floor and wet his bed.

He could feel himself about to vomit again and started crying.

"Patton, I made you soup-" Virgil cut himself off when he got a whiff of the room.

He was confused, so he turned on the two lamps they had instead of the actual light so that he wouldn't hurt Patton's eyes.

He noticed the quiet, muffled sobs that came from Patton's mouth, and now that the room had a light source in it, he looked around.

There was vomit on the floor and a lot on Patton's arms and shirt, and Patton was crying.

Virgil put the soup down and his eyes softened.

"Aww, Pat, come here...let me help you" Virgil said, helping Patton up.

Virgil noticed the cooling wetness all over Patton and the bed.

He looked down to Patton's area and realized what happened.

Virgil tried to word this as carefully as possible so he didn't upset Patton, so he asked. "Did you have an accident?" In a soft, loving tone. (A/n: Upon editing this two years later I'm seeing how much my piss kink was showing💀)

Patton's eyes filled with tears of embarrassment as he nodded.

"Pat, don't cry, it's okay, it can be cleaned up" Virgil assured.

Patton nodded, sneezing, complaining about being cold.

Virgil chuckled at hue boyfriend's cuteness as he began to clean the puke off of Patton while he filled the bathtub up with warm water.

"Maybe a bath will help with the icky feeling" Virgil suggested, undressing Patton and putting him in the tub when it finally filled up.

He left the bathroom to go clean up the bedroom, hoping Patton wouldn't fall asleep in the tub.

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After Virgil successfully got Patton -who complained it was too cold to get out of the warm bath- out of the tub, he got him back into his bed and began to feed him the soup he made for him.