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Yesterday me and Nathan went to Marcus' flat after school and weren't planning on staying over but Nathan has been sick and was too tired to drive home. He hasn't been able to sleep so Marcus stayed up with him for the night because I've got school in the morning. The only problem is I keep waking up every time Nathan goes to the bathroom and throws up.

I climb out of Marcus' bed and go down the stairs with the duvet over my shoulders. When I go into the living room I see Nathan on the couch covered in blankets and Marcus on the armchair asleep with his head resting on his hand. I lean down to kiss Nathan's head and he stirs slightly but doesn't wake up. Then I gently climb into Marcus' lap and wrap the duvet around us.

"You should be in bed," he mumbles, his hands coming up to rub his face. I look up at his face and see his hair sticking up and his bloodshot eyes.

"So should you," I say back and he smiles, his arms coming around me and hugging me close.

"Go to sleep, you've got school tomorrow," Marcus says and leans his head back against the headrest. I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes.

I don't know how long I was asleep but me and Marcus are both woken up when Nathan gets up to be sick. We follow him to the bathroom and I rub his back as he throws up into the toilet. Marcus wets a cloth and puts it on Nathan's forehead.

"I need a bath, I'm disgusting," Nathan whines. Marcus nods while he yawns so I tell him to go to bed while I help Nathan.

"I can take tomorrow off school."

"Okay, whatever. I'm going to bed just make sure he gets clean, and bring him to my room when you're done," Marcus says and kisses us both on the head before leaving to his bedroom. Nathan gives me a lazy smile as I lean over him to turn the tap on and fill the tub.

"I don't need help," he whines when I hold his elbow to aid him in climbing into the bath. He lets out a relieved sigh when his body is submerged in the hot water.

"Maybe I do need help," he mumbles when I start to massage his shoulders with body wash. His eyes close and he hums when I start washing his hair. I rub my fingers over his scalp for longer than needed just because of how relaxed he looks. When my hand starts to get tired I rinse the soap out of his hair and pull the plug out to drain the water. Nathan gets himself out of the bath and dries himself off. I hand him his clothes but he puts them back on the floor and complains about being too hot.

"Lets go to bed now," I say as I hold his hand and lead him up the stairs. In the bedroom, Marcus is sprawled on the bed half under the covers with no shirt on. I notice me and Nathan both ogle his muscular back and pretty face. We get on the bed beside Marcus and Nathan turns to face his back and cuddles in. I smile when Marcus turns around and hugs Nathan to him. I almost burst with love for Nathan when his hand feels around the bed behind him where I am laying and holds my hand in his own.

He's so cute. I fall asleep holding Nathan's hand and listening to Marcus snore lowly.

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I wake up before either of them but I can't move because Nathan has attached himself to me like a koala. Marcus has taken all the duvet to himself so Nathan is slivering slightly.

"Wake up," I say gently and Nathan opens his eyes and squints.

"What time is it?" He asks in a groggy voice. I glance at the clock on the nightstand and see it's says 9:34am.

"Half nine," I reply and he groans. I let go as he gets up but quickly sits back down.

"Dizzy," he grumbles.

"Go back to sleep if you need to."

"No, I'm hungry," he says and I tell him I'll make him some food while he stays in bed.

The noise I make in the kitchen must have woken up Marcus as I'm soon joined by him only in a pair of boxers.

"What are you making?" He asks and kisses my cheek.

"We're having bacon and eggs and toast and Nathan is having scrambled eggs. I don't think his body can handle any food richer than that right now," I say as I move the eggs around in the pan.

"You sound very mature, where's the real Cole gone?" He chuckles. I laugh as Marcus pours three glasses of water.

"I just want to take care of my daddy when he's sick. And you of course," I reply and Marcus smiles, his white teeth on show.

"That's very nice of you, I know who to go to when I'm sick."

"I can take care of you in more than one way," I wink and Marcus laughs.

"There's the real Cole."

I plate up the food and Marcus goes to get Nathan. He comes in with his glasses on and a pair of sweatpants so he's not naked anymore. He kisses my forehead and we all sit down at the table to eat. I notice Nathan is very pale and has a light sheen of sweat across his forehead.

"Are you feeling any better?" I ask him and he snaps out of his daze.

"Not really, I feel like I've been kicked by a horse."

"Eat some food then you can get back on the couch to chill for the day," Marcus says.

"I need to call in sick to work," Nathan says and looks around for his phone.

"I'll call, you go lay down," Marcus says and helps Nathan go to the couch and covers him with a blanket. I load the plates and cutlery into the dishwasher, making sure to make Nathan owe me for all this taking care of.

"Good morning, I'm calling from Nathan Murray's phone to say he's taking the day off sick." I hear Marcus say from the other room.

"I'm his boyfriend." I smile when he says that, Nathan would kill him for telling his boss that he's gay. It's nice to hear Marcus call him his boyfriend though, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Whoa Cole, calm down. Marcus specifically told us he's not our boyfriend, he's just a co-Dom. He's only saying boyfriend because he needs to be related to Nathan in some way to call in sick for him.

"Okay thank you, goodbye."

I walk into the living room where Nathan is already half asleep and Marcus is putting the phone away.

"Nathan get up, I'm taking you to the doctors," Marcus says and pulls the blanket off.

"But you just said I could sleep!" Nathan protests.

"Look at you! You need some kind of medication."

"Noooooo!" He whines so I go over to help.

"Please daddy, you're not well and should get someone to check you out," I say with puppy dog eyes. He sighs and nods his head. We all put some clothes on and go out to the car.

Marcus drives us to the doctors and we get an appointment for ten minutes time. I play games on my phone and text Lacey as I wait for Nathan's name to be called.

"You're not coming in with me," I hear Nathan grumble from beside me. I look up from my phone and realise Marcus is now whisper arguing with him.

"How will I explain my relationship with you both?"

"Just say I'm a friend and Cole is your boyfriend," Marcus snaps and even I get a little scared of his sharp tone. Nathan turns away from him and glares at the floor. "I'm sorry for snapping. I'm just a little sleep deprived at the moment. Please just let us come in with you to make sure you're okay."

"Fine, you can come with me."

"Thank you daddy," I say quietly because there are a few other people in the waiting room.

"The doctor is just going to say I've got a cold and leave it at that," he grumbles again and me and Marcus both ignore him.

"Mr Murray?" A tall woman says from a now open door. She must be Dr Green.

We all stand up and follow her into the room, me and Nathan sitting on the seats beside her desk and Marcus standing behind us.

"You must be Nathan?" She says looking at Nathan but is slightly unsure.

"Yes I am, this is my boyfriend and this is my friend who made me come in to get checked over," he says bitterly.

"What are some of your symptoms?"

"I've got a headache, I'm always tired and I've been throwing up all night."

"I'll do a few checks like take your temperature and your blood pressure."

Nathan sits on the bed on the other side of the relatively small room and has to hold a thermometer in his mouth for a while as she lifts his shirt to listen to his heart.

"Your heart rate is normal, nothing to worry about there," she takes the thermometer out of Nathan's mouth and checks the little screen, "39 degrees Celsius. That's almost a high fever."

She takes his blood pressure and instructs him to sit back down on the chair.

"It seems like you've got the flu. I'll prescribe you some flu medicine that you need to take before bed and in the morning. All you can do other than that is get enough rest, keep warm and keep hydrated. I recommend washing your hands and using tissues if you cough or sneeze to prevent spreading to anyone else. Take a few days off work and you should feel better soon," she smiles and Marcus thanks her.

"Thank you doctor," I say just as we leave the room.

We wait in line to get the prescription and finally leave with the bag of medication. Nathan falls asleep in the car during the short drive back to Marcus' flat.

"Should we wake him up?" I ask when the car is parked behind the club.

"I could try and carry him but he weighs like 200 pounds," Marcus says as we both watch him with his head resting on the window. We decide to wake him up because there's no way Marcus will be able to carry Nathan that far.

When we get into the flat, Nathan takes a pill and goes to Marcus' bed for a nap. Me and Marcus decide to stay downstairs and watch tv. He doesn't seem very happy when I say I'm going for a cigarette but let's me go nonetheless.

I take my time while smoking, just thinking about my relationship with Nathan and now Marcus. I'm dreading the end of the month when Marcus leaves our contract. Maybe I'm catching feelings for him, I'm not sure yet, but I know he's an amazing Dom. When he's paired with Nathan it's the best sex ever. Marcus is a little more dominant than Nathan and sometimes even orders him around but I know Nathan doesn't mind. He's more of a switch then he'd like to admit.

"Are you nearly done?" Marcus asks as he winds his arms around me from behind.

"Yes, I'm nearly done," I say with as much sass as I can. I turn my head to look at him and see his eyebrow raised and a stern look.

"I don't appreciate that tone," he growls and pushes me against the building. I drop the cigarette and start kissing his neck and nibbling on his soft spots. I still haven't found many but I'm working on it. Marcus lets out a deep groan when I bite on the spot that joins his shoulder and neck. Found one.

"You little minx," he smirks and pushes us back inside. We end up on the couch with Marcus laying over me and his lips going down my chest.

"Wait! We shouldn't do this without Nathan. I know we agreed we could have sex without all of us being there but he's sick and I feel bad," I say as I hold Marcus' head in my hands. He smiles warmly and nods.

"Should we go up and see him?" He asks and I say yes. I make sure to take a glass of water for Nathan and we go up to the bedroom. He's awake when we go in and is on top of the duvet with no clothes on.

"It's too cold," he whines.

"Then get back under the covers," I say and cover him over. He complains but soon stops when me and Marcus climb in with him. Marcus spoons him and I cuddle to his chest. Marcus groans and I lean up to look at him curiously.

"Nathan you better stop rubbing your ass on me, you're too sick to fuck."

"I'm not too sick," Nathan says stubbornly.

"Daddy," I say with a pointed look at him, "we can have as much sex as you want when you're better."

"Fine. But I'm holding you to that."

Don't worry, so will I.