#sick michael

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@bem0rechilltrash request

Hey guys, I’m thinking about closing requested. I’m really busy and I feel like it takes me longer to get fics out than I used to. Tell me what you think though! Just know if I do leave request open, it’ll take longer for me to write than it used to. With that stated, enjoy the story!! Also @bem0rechilltrash I’m sorry this is so short.

Jeremy had been worried. He knew his squip was still active in the back of his mind, but he didn’t think it could still optic nerve block people.

The reason Jeremy though optic nerve blocking was on, was because he hadn’t seen Michael all day. Michael was usually the first person he saw each day, but not today. Michael just wasn’t there.

However, Michael couldn’t just not be there. Out of the 12 years Jeremy knew Michael, he wasn’t out of school once. It was kinda unbelieveable for somebody to never get sick, but there was Michael.

Jeremy worriedly decided to ask around for Michael at lunch. However nobody’s seen him. Either Michael wasn’t there, or everybody’s Squip’s reactivated and optic nerve blocking was on. Considering Michael was always there, optic nerve blocking was on.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jeremy saw Rich walk into the cafaterria. Jeremy relized he hadn’t asked Rich about Michael yet, and walled over to him. “Have you seen Michael?”

Rich shook his head, but pulled up something from his phone. “He texted me this morning said he wasn’t feeling well.” Rich explained, showing Jeremy the texts.

“He told me not to tell you since he didn’t want you to worry, but I felt like I should.” Rich explained. Jeremy nodded.

“Thanks.” Jeremy said, before walking to his locker, to get his stuff, and walk to Michael’s house.

12:46- Jeremy Heere: I’m coming over.

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Request-Not Fine

This was kinda rushed, sorry

Michael Mell wasn’t ok. He already knew that. He just woke up, and already started puking his guts out. However, as much as he longed to skip school, he couldn’t. There was a history test that he couldn’t miss, which meant he had to go to school.

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Michael shuddered. He was freezing yet burning at the same time. Thankfully, he had the history test earlier that morning, and he was sure he got atleast an 80%, but he was still stuck here at school.

Michael weakly sat down where the rest of the squip squad sat. He didn’t even bother getting his lunch, he knew he probaly wouldn’t be able to keep it down. It was Rich who noticed first.

“Michael? What’th wrong?” Rich asked. Michael shrugged. He didn’t really feel like talking, and was too tired to give a complete answer anyway.

“Mikey?” A voice asked behind him. Jeremy. He sat down next to Michael. “What’s wrong bud?” Again, Michael didn’t feel like answering. Christine sat down on the other side of him, and felt his forehead.

“He’s burning.” She stated. Jeremy also felt Michael’s forehead. His hand was frigid compared to his temperature.

“I’ll drive you home if you want!” Jake offered, seeing the situation. Michael nodded. He stood up, but grabbed onto Jeremy’s hand. Jeremy slightly smiled, and also got up. He and Michael followed Jake to his car.

Michael got into the front seat while Jeremy got in the back, and Jake drove. Michael soon nodded off before they got to his house. Jeremy carried him inside.

“Get well soon, Mikey.”

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Request- (tbh idk what to title this)

“Michael??” Jeremy yelled, panicked. It was Saturday, which meant they would usually go over to one of their houses to play video games, however, he recived a phone call this morning from Michael. He was down right sobbing, and Jeremy could barley hear what he said. ‘Come over.’

“Michael??” Jeremy called again, searching the house to try and find Michael. He was about to text Michael to ask where he was, but then he heard whimpers coming from the bathroom. Michael.

Jeremy knocked on the bathroom door. “Michael?” He repeated. “Are you ok?” However, he just recived more cries. Jeremy finally decided to open the door. There was Michael, shaking and crying in front of the toliet.

“Mikey?” Jeremy asked, going to run his fingers through Michael’s hair, but something stopped him. His forehead. He was burning. Michael was sick.

“You’re sick?” Jeremy asked, to which Michael nodded, still sobbing slightly. Jeremy sat next to Michael for a few minutes, rubbing his back in an attempt to calm him door. Jeremy spoke again after a few minutes.

“Would you like some water?” Jeremy asked. Michael cringed. His throat felt so dry from vomiting, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep down water either. Michael shook his head no.

“I... can’t-“ Michael ran his fingers through his hair, it really hurt to talk. Jeremy noticed how Michael was straining his voice and shushed him.

“Ok, it’s ok. Would you like to go back to bed?” Jeremy asked kindly. Michael would love to lay back in bed, and go back to sleep. However, he didn’t think he could move without having the urge to throw up.

“I’ll carry you.” Jeremy offered, interupting Michael’s thoughts. Michael finally smiled, even though he felt horrible, Jeremy was right there to take care of him, and he always would be.

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Request- Actually Sick

“Jeremy, Michael’s sick.” A voice, Jeremy came to know as the Squip, explained. Jeremy looked at where the hologram was standing with disbelief. Michael never got sick, the super computer was probaly lying.

“I know I lied alot in the past, but I assure you I’m not lying, Michael’s sick.” The Squip claimed. Jeremy sighed, the Squip wasn’t gonna give up his argument.

“What are the symptoms?” Jeremy asked, annoyed. The Squip started up some computers.

“Name: Michael Mell, Age: 17, Sexuality: Gay, Crush: Jere-“ The Squip started, however Jeremy interupted him.

“Ok, just get to the point!” Jeremy interupted, blushing when hearing he was Michael’s crush. The Squip went back to his computers.

“Temperature: 103.2, Cause: Stomach Flu, Other Symptoms: Vomiting, Nausea, Fever, Cramps, Shivering.” The Squip explained. Jeremy still didn’t think Michael was actually sick, but he was starting to worry.

“Ok, I’ll just go to Michael’s house to make sure he’s ok. That way I’ll know for sure, and I don’t have to rely on your faulty computers.” Jeremy snapped. He grabbed the spare key to Michael’s house, and walked out the door.

* * *

The Squip had been right all along. Michael was sick with the stomach flu, and was currently dying in the bathroom. He flinched when he heard the front door open, he was home alone and both his parents weren’t supposed to be home ‘till later tonight.

“Michael?” A voice called. Not just any voice, Jeremy’s. Jeremy was here. However, Michael was too weak to answer back. Instead he whimpered quietly, waiting for his friend to find him.

Jeremy finally walked into the bathroom to find Michael huddled up on the bathroom floor. Jeremy felt his forehead, and sure enough, it was warm. “Let’s get you too bed.” Jeremy said, walking Michael back to his bedroom.

Michael fell asleep a few minutes later. It was then when a transparent hologram formed next to Jeremy. “I told you so!” It whispered. Jeremy sighed, he’d have to deal with the Squip later. For now, he just wanted to focus on getting Michael better.

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Travel Sickness

They’re in 8th grade in the fic. Enjoy!

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“Finally!! We’re going home!!” Jeremy exclaimed, tiredly climbing onto the bus. He, Michael and about 40 other students went to Washington D.C. for the 8th grade trip, and everyone was super tired and stressed from it. Parents and students alike were happy to be going home, espically Michael. He didn’t tell Jeremy, but he was starting to catch a cold and was excited to finally rest.

“I’m gonna put on a movie, just a heads up for parents the-“ the teacher droaned on, but neither Michael or Jeremy were listening. Jeremy was halfway asleep already, and Michael was delibratley not listening due to a headache. Jeremy then noticed Michael’s tired attitude, which was weird because Michael was one of the most energic people he knew.

“Mikey? You ok? You seem really tired.” Jeremy asked, concerned about his friend. Michael just shivered and nodded, mostly because he knew Jeremy was already really tired. However, Jeremy didn’t believe him, and put his hand on Michael’s forehead. He was burning! Jeremy winced, pulling his hand back.

“How long have you been feeling like this?” Jeremy asked quietly. Michael just shrugged. He was too tired to give Jeremy a full answer, and honestly didn’t relize how awful he was until they got on the bus.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jeremy asked worriedly. Michael shrugged again, before giving him an answer. “You’re tired and stressed, I didn’t want to add to that.” Michael explained. Jeremy sighed.

“Honestly, I’d be more stressed out if I didn’t find out. Besides, I can take care of you.” Jeremy claimed, almost cockily. Michael scoffed, then chuckled to himself. “What’s so funny?” Jeremy asked. Michael smirked.

“The only reason you know how to take care of me, is because you have a crappy immune system.” Michael snickered. Jeremy rolled his eyes, but then also quietly laughed. Both knew it was true.

“Ok ladies and gentlemen, we’re making a stop here for about fifteen minutes, then we’re not gonna stop for a while. If you need anything, get it now.” The teacher explained over the microphone, turning on the bus lights. Michael groaned, and squinted his eyes.

“Shh, I’m gonna buy some water and tissues for you, I’ll be right back.” Jeremy explained, getting up. However, he was stopped when Michael grabbed his hand. “I’m cold.” Michael complained.

“Here, you can take my blanket.” Jeremy suggested, grabbing his blanket from his carry on, and covering Michael with it. Michael smiled contently. “You can also hold onto this.” Jeremy said, handing something to Michael. Michael looked at the item, then smirked again.

“Oh my gosh, you brought your dolphin plush. Ha, furry!” Michael chuckled, slyly. Jeremy rolled his eyes again.

“Shut up! I’ll be right back.” Jeremy explained, walking off the bus. He returned a few minutes later with two bottles of water, and a small pack of tissues. However, Michael was already asleep.

Jeremy stuffed the tissues and Michael’s water bottle into Michael’s carrying on, and put his own water bottle in his carry on. Then, Jeremy fell asleep, slightly laying on Michael.

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Request- Back in the Bathroom

(It’s Kinda Short, Sorry!)

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Michael had been feeling off all day. His stomach hurt, he had a headache, and he could pratically feel the sweat dripping off of him. Heck, he could barley stand up straight without feeling dizzy.

However, that didn’t change the fact he was going to a party later tonight. He knew Jeremy wouldn’t want to go without him after last year’s halloween party. Last year’s halloween party... Michael didn’t want to think of that right now. He already felt horrible, the constant reminder of what happened there just made him feel worse.

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Somehow Michael Mell was stuck in the bathroom of somebody’s house. He knew he was at the party, but he didn’t remember how he got there, or when he left his own house. His memories were blurry and felt more like a dilerious dream than reality.

It didn’t help how feverish he felt. His head was pounding, stomach churning, body freezing. Michael walked over to the toliet to throw up. Everything hurt, if only Jeremy was here. But wait, Jeremy was here, and heere! Just not with him.

He knew Jeremy would just leave him in the bathroom again. He should’ve never came to the party. Now he’s gonna die alone in the bathroom, and it was all his fault. Michael flinched when he heard knocking at the door. Just like the same knocking he heard last year.

“Mikey? You in here?” Somebody called. Michael felt himself slightly calm down. It was Jeremy. When nobody responded, Jeremy opened the down to see a shivering feverish Michael curled up in the bathroom.

Jeremy rushed over to Michael and felt his forehead. He was really warm. “Michael, are you ok?” Jeremy asked concerned. Michael shook his head, a tear escaping his eye. He was still trying to calm down.

“I’ll get you home buddy, ok?” Michael heard Jeremy say faintly, before he passed out in Jeremy’s arms.

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I been sick

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