"Kookie, baby? I need to run you a cold bath so you can feel better, ok?" I said softly, pulling him away from me. He left me feeling damp from his sweat, his body still producing a ton of heat. I started the bath, making sure it was cool, but not too cold. He groaned as I took his bunny away and set it on the countertop.

"Bunny." he mumbled, his face scrunching up in a pout.

"You can have him back as soon as you are out of the bath, sweetie." I said, unzipping his onsie. His white undershirt clung to his body, slightly transparent from the sweat. I pulled it off over his head and noticed chills form on his skin as the air hit it. He shivered slightly as I gave him my hands and helped him stand. He stood up on slightly wobbily legs leaning against the counter as I slid his onsie completely off.

"Mommy I no wanna throw up." he whimpered, clutching at his stomach. I led him over to the toilet and helped him get back on his knees as he cried softly.

"I know baby, I'm so sorry you are sick. But if you are going to get better, you have to let it out, ok? Just go ahead and be sick baby, and then let me take care of you." I said, rubbing his warm, sticky back. He mainly dry heaved but threw up a little more between sobs. When he finished, I flushed the toilet and helped him back up.

"Here, let's brush those teeth and get that nasty taste out of your mouth before you get in the bath." I said, squirting some toothpaste on his toothbrush. After brushing his teeth, I turned off the water to the bathtub and helped him stay steady as I slid his briefs down. I then helped him into the water as he gasped and breathed heavily at the coldness of the water.

"Mommy, it s-so c-cold." he shivered, his teeth chattering as he sat in the water.

"Let's do this quick then, baby." I said, rinsing him off as he trembled. I washed him quickly and got him out of the water and into a couple of towels as fast as possible.

"Oh shoot, baby I don't have any extra pajamas for you. Let me see if Jimin has some we can borrow, ok?" I said, sitting him on the edge of the bed, still wrapped in the towels. He nodded as I handed him his bunny and kissed his forehead. He already felt a little cooler than he did earlier, putting me a little more at ease. I walked down the hall to hear Taehyung crying from Hoseok's room. Our poor littles were all so sick. Chances are we would get it later, but I would rather be sick than see Kookie sick.

"Hey, Yoongi?" I asked at his door. He asked me to come in and as I opened the door, I saw him laying on the bed with a now sleeping Jimin, sprawled out in just his briefs.

"Is he feeling any better?" I asked, looking at the sleeping figure, his plump lips wrapped around his thumb as he sucked on it slightly in his sleep.

"He stopped throwing up so far, and his fever is down a little bit but I'm just glad he is sleeping now." He responded, letting his hand rest on Jimin's fluffy hair.

"That's good. Yoongi, you have been such a great host and I am sorry to keep bugging you, but you don't happen to have any clothes Kookie could borrow, do you?" I asked, feeling bad to impose upon his kindness. He gave me a soft smile and shook his head.

"You aren't bugging me, and of course I do. If you go into Jimin's room which is the one right across from mine, help yourself to anything you think would make him comfortable. When he used to stay here, he loved Jimin's oversized t-shirts." he replied in a soft voice.

"Thank you so much." I replied, giving him a warm smile. I left out of the room quietly and walked into Jimin's room. It was full of stuffies, toys and anything that a little could possibly want to be happy. Yoongi really did love him. I smiled as I grabbed a pair of briefs and a large red shirt, heading back to the room where Kookie was curled on his side on the bed. He opened his heavy, watery eyes and looked at me sadly.

"I miss you Mommy." he said in a rough voice, jutting out his bottom lip.

"I'm here now, baby boy. I'm gonna put these clothes on you, and then we are going to cuddle in bed together." I said, giving him a soft smile. He nodded and sat up slowly as I fed his feet through the leg holes of his briefs.

"That Jiminie's shirt?" he asked, as I helped him stand so I could pull his briefs up.

"Yes, baby. You get to wear it like you use to." I said, opening the shirt up and slipping it over his head. After he was dressed I laid him back down in the bed and spooned behind him, wrapping my arm over his still trembling body.

"Mommy?" he said in a sleepy voice.

"Yes, my prince?" I asked, kissing behind his ear.

"Thank you." he said softly.

"Why are you thanking me, Kookie?" I asked, running my hand gently through his hair.

"Cause you taked good care of me. I have the bestest Mommy in the whole wide world." he said, his voice heavy and slow.

"I am happy to take care of you. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect prince than you. You are my Kookie, and I love you." I said softly into his ear. He hummed and relaxed as I continued to soft my fingers through his hair until he fell asleep in my arms.

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